A soft kiss pressed just below my ear, the silky brush of his goatee sending a
parade of shivers over my skin. “Good morning.” Against my spine, his chest vibrated.
“Morning.” My answer was soft, as I was unwilling to break the strange
quiet between us.
He continued to nibble his way down my neck, setting off little fires along my nerve endings.
Wanting more, I arched my neck in silent entreaty, my hand tightening on his
arm.
His answer was to nudge the loose neck of my T-shirt aside with his mouth
and nip the skin along the top of my shoulder. His caress caused an unmistakable
reaction as my nipples peaked. His hand molded my breast through cotton and lace.
I turned halfway toward him, my spine curving and forcing the aching
mound of my breast deeper into his palm. Despite the awkwardness of him being
behind me, I sank my free hand into his sleep-tousled hair and tugged to gain his
attention.
He lifted his head and his blue eyes, dark and heated, met mine.
“I want to cash in my rain check.” My voice was husky, but strong.
“You sure?” He didn’t give me a chance to respond, but dipped his head to
take my mouth with a stunning intensity that brought every nerve ending to bright, sparkling life. His earlier gentleness disappeared to be replaced by a masculine demand I was all too ready to answer. Our tongues tangled and
caressed, each stroke urging the sweet heat of desire higher and higher, until need and want became one.
Only when he drew back did I realize I was now on my back with Kayden
rising above me, his chest bare. My T-shirt was twisted and bunched at my waist.
Desire darkened his face, turning his gaze heavy-lidded and alluring, and
changing the warrior into a dangerously wicked seducer. His deft hands left
burning trails along my ribs as they glided over my bare skin. His touch was light, careful of my lingering aches. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“What do you think?” I undulated under him, my body restless with
burgeoning desire.
“I think you’re going to have to tell me what you want.” He dropped another
hot, open-mouth kiss against the base of my throat, using a gentle suction to leave his mark. “Just so we make sure you get your money’s worth. I wouldn’t
want you to leave disappointed.” He lifted his head, his smile pure male challenge.
That look brought a previously quiescent temptress to the fore, one who was
more than willing to answer his dare. “I want to feel you against me.” I let the
silk of his hair slip through my fingers and raised my arms above my head, never
looking away. “Take it off. Please.”
He didn’t make me ask twice. His hands drew my T-shirt up and over my
head, then threw it off to the side, leaving me only in my green lace bra and panties. “That’s much better.” He licked his lips, his gaze taking in every exposed inch. He shifted until he was lying next to me, his head resting on his
hand, as he used his other to explore. He traced the scalloped edged of lace, his
finger dipping inside the silk cups to tease the already aching points.
My body trembled as he continued, going so far as to trace the scar patterns
as they dripped over my neck and shoulder. Instinctively, I hunched.
He gave me a hard kiss. “Don’t. It’s part of you.” He took his time kissing
