opposed to that. Making her mine and only mine. She hesitates and I see her considering.
I lift a brow and smile. "Good to know."
"Stop that!" she scolds, swatting at my chest.
"Bully. You’ve beaten me up enough today," I tease.
"I’m so sorry, Cage. If I’d known—"
No. No more sorries. I cut her off with a press of my mouth to hers and this is no chaste kiss. This is the tongue dueling, heart stopping, arousing kind of kiss that has your pulse kicking up a notch or a thousand and leaving nothing to the imagination. I want her to know I want her and only her and I want to be more than friends.
I pull back, just barely, my lips still touching hers, and she lets out a sigh. It’s not disappointment, it’s not discontent, it’s a happy sigh. Her eyes snap open to meet mine and watch me knowingly.
"Okay?" I ask, knowing she could panic at any moment.
She nods. "Yeah."
Slowly, ever so slowly, a smile starts to pull at her lips. Sera wraps her arms around my neck and we hold each other close.
"Fee," I whisper, every bit of what I’m feeling poured into that one word.
She nods. "Yes."
It’s my turn to blow out a breath of relief. Thank God.
"Finally."
She snorts into my neck and I snort in return.
"I love that you snort like me," she tells me.
"I love that you love something about me," I say softly, trailing a finger down her cheek.
I want so much to say it, those three words as they linger on the tip of my tongue, but I don’t. She’s not ready.
"God, you smell so good."
"Are you going to jump me again?" I ask with a laugh. That was so sexy the way she just went for it this morning, how she fucked my fingers and came. She’s so beautiful, but when she comes, she glows.
"I might," she teases.
"Not on my couch, you’re not. Go home and fuck," Xander says from the doorway where he’s leaning a shoulder against the jamb.
"Spy!" Sera chides.
He shrugs and walks into the room.
"Can I just say one thing?" Xander asks.
"Would it matter if we said no?" I ask with a grin.
"Hell no."
As if I’d expect anything less.
"Then, by all means, have at it."
"I have just the one thing to say: It’s about fucking time. I mean, how fucking long were you two gonna keep playing the denial game? Shit, it’s gotta be a couple years now, right?"
Sera swats at his arm. "Nevermind. Brat."
"Hey, I let you beat up on my dummy—then you beat up on your own," Xander says and laughs at his own joke.
I let out a sigh of feigned exasperation.
"If you’re done, Xander, I’m going to take my woman home, help her shower, and then take her to my bed," I say, my gaze locked with Sera’s, my tone leaving no room for doubt.
"Shit. That was hot, Cage, dude. Go. Get the hell outta here and bang your woman. She’s in need of some serious orgasms if the dent in the dummy over there is any indication," Xander teases.
"Oh, Xander, there’s no need to worry about that. She’ll have more orgasms than she can count before the night is over," I promise, picking Sera up with me as I stand. She pulls a Lucy and wraps herself like a monkey around me. I don’t want to let go and apparently neither does she, I realize, as her hold tightens and she buries her face in my neck again.
"I’m all for orgasms," Sera says to Xander. "Lots and lots of orgasms. Screaming orgasms, toe-curling orgasms, mind-numbing orgasms. Cage Nichols delivers all of the above and more."
Oh, I’ll be delivering exactly that.
"Hell yeah. Go do some fucking. I’ll talk to you in a couple days or a week... Whenever you two can pull yourselves out of bed long enough to come up for air."
"Let’s start with a week," I tell Xander as I shut the door behind us.
W E’RE AT A RED LIGHT when I turn to her, lift our joined hands, reach into my pocket with my free hand, and place the key in her hand.
"That’s yours. I don’t want it back," I tell her with a raised brow. She gets that defiant look in her eye and I smirk.
"Bossy."
I nod. "Get used to
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