Page 88 of The King's Man
“It’s just emotion. I’ve been cursed for it my entire life. But it’s… it’s justfeelings,Jann.”
“Which feelings, though?” he rumbled.
I huffed and leaned into him. “I am… really happy,” I whispered. “And also so scared.”
“I don’t want you to be scared. I don’t want to take you if you’re—”
“You must know that sometimes the only way we can overcome a fear is to face it?” I whispered, awed by this soft, tender side of him.
“I do,” he agreed reluctantly.
“Then do this… for me,” I whispered, leaning in to kiss him and sighing happily when he resumed stroking me… then increased his touch, the pressure, the slide making my breath short and my heart pound.
A minute or an hour later, I wasn’t sure, I had a hand curled around the back of his neck, my forehead on his shoulder, and my body twitched and jolted with every pass of his fingers. He’d added his thumb and was stretching me and massaging and setting my skin on fire.
When he growled and sank deeper into the water, it took me a moment to realize he’d sat down, and was pulling me into his lap.
I had to catch myself on his shoulder again, but he helped me, whispering instructions and urging me to straddle his thighs.
“But—” I felt too high, too separate from him in this position. If he took me this way I’d be sitting out of the water and—
“I want you in control, Dee. I want you certain that you choose—to have me, or to leave me. Whatever you wish.”
“I already know that,” I mumbled, wishing he’d go back to touching me so I could focus on that instead of his intent gaze.
He shook his head, and pulled me to sit in his lap. He was hard, but flat against his belly so I straddled him.
“I’m yours, Dee. Do as you please.”
God, why were men so dense sometimes?! I cleared my throat and made myself hold his eyes. “What pleases me is…you pleasing me,”I admitted, trying to ignore the warmth creeping back into my cheeks.
But Jann smiled and kissed me—slowly, deeply, and long enough that for a time I almost forgot everything but that.
Then he pulled back far enough to meet my eyes and smiled again, touching my jaw with his free hand. “It pleases me to please you, too,” he said gruffly.
My belly fluttered and clenched as he pulled me against him and kissed me even deeper. Until neither of us was thinking about speaking or pleasing or anything except how to getcloser.
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33.Mated
SOUNDTRACK:I Feel Like I’m Drowningby Two Feet
~ DIADRE ~
At first I didn’t know how to feel, sitting high, straddling his thighs and looking downon him. Not a position I’d ever preferred. When I was aroused, I liked to beoverwhelmedby a man. To forget anything but seekingmoreof what he gave. But the truth was, Jann overwhelmed me anyway. And sitting this way gave me a glorious view of him—those wide shoulders and flat pecs, the ripple of muscles on his abdomen and sides. Andthose rough, rugged hands of his, tendons standing proud as he gripped me, his palms softened by the warm water, but no less firm and strong.
I shivered with need for him.
Jann growled and slid his free hand into my hair, pulling me down into a kiss, stealing my breath, but then pulling back to lean his forehead on mine and speaking against my lips.
“Don’t be afraid of me, Dee… Ever. If… if you become afraid, you tell me and I’ll stop.”
I nodded, quickly and rolled my hips, bringing us firmly together so that he slid against me, and my mouth fell open at the pure bliss of him. Jann shuddered and turned his head, panting, his stubbled cheek rasping against mine, still gripping my hair and keeping me close as we began to roll together.
All I could think wasmore.
Then Jann kissed me again, his tongue darting and teasing in time with our bodies rolling together, until I was twitching, whimpering every time he drew away, then slid himself against me again.
