gasping yet still yearning.
Somewhere in the haze, Cade swore under his breath. She turned her head, needing to see, in time to watch him squeeze his eyes shut. The muscles of his abdomen jumped as his climax tore through him. Her pussy clenched in response. Hannah bit her lower lip. To know she could do to him what he did to her made her hot all over again.
They sat in silence, harsh breathing the only sound between them for several minutes. Cade moved first. He tucked himself back in his underwear, then rose from his seat, pants still open and hanging off his hips, and moved around the coffee table to her. Hands braced on the arms of her chair, he leaned over her and seized her mouth, kissing her hard. When she purred and leaned into him, he released her and straightened.
“Bath. I’d like to be a gentleman and pick you up and carry you in there, but I’m a mess at the moment.” He winked and held out a hand, his eyes hot and hungry. When she accepted, he pulled her to her feet and leaned into her ear, raking his teeth over the lobe. “You can clean me up; then I want you. All of you. I need to feel your skin against mine and your body wrapped around me.”
The hot promise of his words and the need all but screaming from his tone sent a shiver down her spine, settling warm and gooey between her thighs. She turned her head, meeting his gaze. “You aren’t… tired ?”
He chuckled and winked at her, talking as he led her around the corner into the suite’s bedroom. “I’ve been dying to get my hands on you for months. I meant it when I said I’m addicted to you. Here you are, in the flesh. We’re going to talk about the time frame, because I’m not sure one night is enough to get you out of my system. I should order food before we get in the tub, because I don’t plan on getting dressed for a while.”
Chapter Four
I t shouldn’t feel this good to hold her.
Seated behind Hannah in the two-person tub half an hour later, Cade took immense pleasure in playing with her hardening nipples. Rubbing them, pinching softly. She lay back against his chest, her head lolling on his shoulder, her hands caressing his thighs beneath the water. A comfortable companionship sat between them. The same lazy ease they’d found in their online chats had followed them here. Being with her was…easy. So far, neither had said much of anything. Words weren’t necessary.
Another brush of his fingers and her breathing hitched, a soft shudder moving through her. Despite what he’d told her when he brought her in here, he’d hoped they could relax a bit. As much as he wanted her, he didn’t want to rush into this. Maybe they could talk, and he’d learn something about her that would untie the knot in his chest. She held certain things back from him and it made him nervous. He’d be stupid to assume she was different from anybody else. She could be another Amelia for all he knew.
Except her curves fit against the hard planes of his body like a glove. Her soft hands on his body were a salve on a wound. He needed her to keep making that sound. He pinched her left nipple, and she gasped, dropping her head back onto his shoulder. His cock hardened against her back. He’d had an erection for days now. Everything about her aroused the hell out of him. She could be so soft and understated, yet she had a bold side that surprised him. Her curves drove him mad. Instead of the stick-thin figures of the women in his circles, she had real curves, and he wanted his hands and his cock all over every inch of her. He wanted as much of her as he could get before he had to go home, back to his lonely life. It didn’t help she shivered against him like nobody had ever touched her like this before.
He nipped at her neck. “I’m trying very hard to be good and resist you, but I can’t stand it. I want you too much.”
Her hands stilled beneath the water. “You brought me in here for a purpose.”
He trailed his lips up the side of her
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