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Authors: Nicola Claire
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make a return or chestnut was creeping into the edges of his eyes. But they weren't. This was a new Jason. A sated and content Jason.
I had no idea how to handle this man. It frightened me. Because this Jason was the manifestation of the Jason I knew existed under the hardened façade. This was my Jason. And now I had him, I wasn't sure what to do with him.
"OK," he said, his lips tipping up in a beguiling smile. "I'll tell you what I'm thinking then," he murmured, his face nuzzling into the curve of my neck. "Time for round two," he whispered, huskily.
I let out a ridiculous surprised squeal as he rolled me on top of his body, positioning me exactly where he wanted me to be. Then without warning he slowly sank himself inside my entrance. Just an inch.
"Am I going too fast for you, Kate?" he asked, working his way in inch by inch further. "Or do you want it faster?"
Oh boy. I was having trouble keeping up with him as it was.
He rolled us over suddenly, so he was again on top, then swirled his hips in a circle, making me catch my breath.
"Stay with me," he whispered, and I knew the words meant more than he was letting on.
I stared up at him, his face so open, so perfect and carefree...
And I just nodded, a smile gracing my lips, finally accepting that I had crossed that forbidden and dangerous line... and that it was all good .
Chapter 6
The Start Of Something Between Us
"So, do you keep them in the bedside drawer or the dresser?" Jason asked, his hot breath tickling the hair on my neck.
He was draped around my back, his hips framing my rear, his arm wrapped possessively around my stomach, hand firmly clasping my breast. The position made me smile. Jason was doing absolutely everything I thought he would do. I knew he was a dominant man; a male in charge of the world he walked within. Be that in his job, in his home-life, or with his women. Not that I thought too often about his ' women,' I tried not to. But although Nick had only just pointed out the blonde busty bimbos to me, it hadn't in fact been a surprise. Jason Cain was an extremely virile man.
"What do I keep hidden?" I asked, trailing a finger down his forearm, watching as goosebumps rose up in its wake.
It was utterly surreal to be touching him like this. How many times had I dreamt about this exact moment? How many times had I fantasied about how we would behave after sex? Awkward? Distant? Dismissive? Jason's actions around me in the past had never given me much hope, even if my heart longed for it. My mind, however, had been realistic, so this... comfortable closeness was entirely unexpected.
But, oh so wanted.
"Your knives, Kate," he murmured. "I'm still trying to picture where they would be. In between your Victoria's Secret underwear? Or maybe, stacked in organised piles beside your Kombatan Training Manual?"
I ignored the obvious questions there and asked instead, "How did you know I studied Kombatan?"
He shrugged, laid a kiss against my bare shoulder and squeezed my breast once. "A guess," was all he said and by the sounds of it, all he was going to say.
I pushed the puzzle aside. Jason could be obtuse when he wanted to.
So, I went back to the rest of his statements instead.
"Where would you prefer to see them, Jason? In between satin and lace, or cared for appropriately, as my trainer would advise? Blades oiled, sheathed and placed in a way that meant easy access and no possibility of damage while stored."
His nose nuzzled my hair at the back of my neck as he thought of an answer. He hadn't stopped touching me, discovering me, since we'd finished our slower second round of sex. I wondered if he felt like we had so much time to make up for. Jason had been a satellite fixture in my life for several months now, but from the moment I laid eyes on him, I wanted more. Had he?
"Hmm," he murmured, shifting his body even closer at my back, as though the small amount of space created with his explorations was unwanted. "Now, what would I like to
I had no idea how to handle this man. It frightened me. Because this Jason was the manifestation of the Jason I knew existed under the hardened façade. This was my Jason. And now I had him, I wasn't sure what to do with him.
"OK," he said, his lips tipping up in a beguiling smile. "I'll tell you what I'm thinking then," he murmured, his face nuzzling into the curve of my neck. "Time for round two," he whispered, huskily.
I let out a ridiculous surprised squeal as he rolled me on top of his body, positioning me exactly where he wanted me to be. Then without warning he slowly sank himself inside my entrance. Just an inch.
"Am I going too fast for you, Kate?" he asked, working his way in inch by inch further. "Or do you want it faster?"
Oh boy. I was having trouble keeping up with him as it was.
He rolled us over suddenly, so he was again on top, then swirled his hips in a circle, making me catch my breath.
"Stay with me," he whispered, and I knew the words meant more than he was letting on.
I stared up at him, his face so open, so perfect and carefree...
And I just nodded, a smile gracing my lips, finally accepting that I had crossed that forbidden and dangerous line... and that it was all good .
Chapter 6
The Start Of Something Between Us
"So, do you keep them in the bedside drawer or the dresser?" Jason asked, his hot breath tickling the hair on my neck.
He was draped around my back, his hips framing my rear, his arm wrapped possessively around my stomach, hand firmly clasping my breast. The position made me smile. Jason was doing absolutely everything I thought he would do. I knew he was a dominant man; a male in charge of the world he walked within. Be that in his job, in his home-life, or with his women. Not that I thought too often about his ' women,' I tried not to. But although Nick had only just pointed out the blonde busty bimbos to me, it hadn't in fact been a surprise. Jason Cain was an extremely virile man.
"What do I keep hidden?" I asked, trailing a finger down his forearm, watching as goosebumps rose up in its wake.
It was utterly surreal to be touching him like this. How many times had I dreamt about this exact moment? How many times had I fantasied about how we would behave after sex? Awkward? Distant? Dismissive? Jason's actions around me in the past had never given me much hope, even if my heart longed for it. My mind, however, had been realistic, so this... comfortable closeness was entirely unexpected.
But, oh so wanted.
"Your knives, Kate," he murmured. "I'm still trying to picture where they would be. In between your Victoria's Secret underwear? Or maybe, stacked in organised piles beside your Kombatan Training Manual?"
I ignored the obvious questions there and asked instead, "How did you know I studied Kombatan?"
He shrugged, laid a kiss against my bare shoulder and squeezed my breast once. "A guess," was all he said and by the sounds of it, all he was going to say.
I pushed the puzzle aside. Jason could be obtuse when he wanted to.
So, I went back to the rest of his statements instead.
"Where would you prefer to see them, Jason? In between satin and lace, or cared for appropriately, as my trainer would advise? Blades oiled, sheathed and placed in a way that meant easy access and no possibility of damage while stored."
His nose nuzzled my hair at the back of my neck as he thought of an answer. He hadn't stopped touching me, discovering me, since we'd finished our slower second round of sex. I wondered if he felt like we had so much time to make up for. Jason had been a satellite fixture in my life for several months now, but from the moment I laid eyes on him, I wanted more. Had he?
"Hmm," he murmured, shifting his body even closer at my back, as though the small amount of space created with his explorations was unwanted. "Now, what would I like to
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