Page 46 of An Inconvenient Plan
She swallowed hard. “Are you okay?”
He straightened his leg. “I was lucky. The bullet and knife didn’t hit anything critical. Burn was fallout from an explosion.”
“Can I see?”
He sat up and she slowly moved behind him. The scars had healed well—a long slice by his side over his rib cage, a burn on his shoulder blade, and a puckered hole close to his other shoulder. She didn’t touch, remembering his warning about not touching him from behind. Instead she shifted back to his front and kissed him gently.
“I’m sorry for what you’ve been through,” she said.
“I’m fine.”
“You’re tough and strong, I know. I still wish you hadn’t been hurt.”
“When did you get so damn sweet?” he grumbled.
“When you finally left me satisfied.” She smiled cheekily and climbed out of bed.
He flopped onto his back. “No dogs in the bed.” She heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper, probably getting rid of it.
She headed for the door. “As soon as she sees me go out in the hallway, she’s going to want to follow me in. Have a heart.”
“Fine. Make a bed for her in the corner with a pillowcase or your purse or something. Better yet in the closet.”
She turned to him, her hand on the doorknob. “She’s going to beg to be picked up. Don’t worry, she hardly takes up any space.”
He stood, stalking toward her, looking rough and edgy and badass. A frisson of excitement shivered through her. He placed his palms on the door, caging her in with his body, his voice silky in her ear. “Let me put it this way. The second time will be slower, hotter, longer. That won’t work with a dog witness. Got it?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
He smiled. “Good.” He backed up and opened the door for her. She headed out on shaky legs and Rose darted past her into the bedroom. Oops.
When she returned to the bedroom, it was empty. A moment later, the door quietly shut and Josh held his finger up to his lips in a shushing gesture.
“Where’s Rose?” she whispered.
He tackled her, tossing her onto the bed. She squeaked in surprise and his mouth covered hers. She lost herself in his kiss as his hands roamed down her body. He shifted to her ear. “I gave Rose the steak bone. She’s eating that so I can eat you.”
She throbbed and let out a shuddering breath. That worked.
He smirked. “Now I know how to make you quiet.”
“Beast.”
He held her jaw and kissed her, deep and hot and wet. He shifted, levering himself down her body, leaving a trail of hot open-mouthed kisses, making her shiver. His tongue dipped into her navel as his big hands slid up her legs, pushing them wide apart. She stopped breathing.
A flick of his tongue and she jolted.
Then a kiss, just his lips—gentle, warm, and soft. Her lashes fluttered closed.
Another kiss with tongue. Magic. Electric. Her hips arched up to meet him. She sighed, her fingers sliding to his hair, holding him to her, floating in a warm Josh-induced haze, her body humming with pleasure, the gentleness shifting to raw and dirty in a slow slide that caught her by surprise. Breath ragged, her body wound tighter, her fingers clutching his hair, silently begging,Don’t stop, don’t stop.Sharp pleasure stole her breath as his lips and tongue and, oh God, his fingers got in on the action. She trembled, the pleasure so intense a scream caught in her throat, and then she broke violently, her body shuddering with it as he stayed with her through wave after wave of pleasure.
She collapsed, boneless, trying to catch her breath.Fuck, holy fuck. Best orgasm of my life. I will worship his mouth forever.
He climbed up her body and grinned. “Is that so?”
Crap. She must’ve said that out loud in her semi-coherent state. “Josh.” She had no words. She’d said too much already.
He kissed her. “You’re welcome.”
