Rock Kiss 01.5 Rock Courtship(47)

“Stubborn.”

“I can’t handle it, Thea,” he admitted, stripping himself bare. “Even that minute. I fucking love you too much.” His biceps clenched, his abdomen taut as he waited for her to take that minute that so wounded him, to think about what to say, how to respond.

“I fucking love you, too,” she said on the heels of his words and hauled his stunned face to hers for one hell of a kiss. “And could you please try to be a little more romantic next time?”

The fist that had gripped his heart, squeezing until it bled, eased its pitiless hold at her bad-tempered demand. “Say it again,” he whispered on a convulsive shudder. “I’ve been waiting forever.”

“I love you.” She punctuated each word with a kiss. “I’m also infuriated with you.” More kisses. “If you ever hang up on me again after yelling at me, I will—”

He swallowed her words in an openmouthed kiss that was pure sex, one hand thrust into her hair. The twist unraveled under his roughness, liquid silk over his hands. Thea loved him; she’d said it without hesitation, without even a split second’s delay after his own declaration.

The woman he adored loved him.

She’d been kicked hard with the news of Naomi’s claim. He could see that now the haze of wounded anger had passed, see that she’d needed to catch her breath. As he had when she’d spoken about going into a hotel room with her ex.

“Don’t you ever say anything like that about your ex again,” he said as he pulled up the skirt of her dress to expose her panties. “Don’t, Thea.”

“I won’t,” she promised, her breath hot against him, their lips a hairsbreadth apart. “I’m so sorry, baby. It just came out.”

“Me, too.” Pulling at her panties, he got them halfway down her thighs. “I shouldn’t have bitten your head off.”

Making hotly feminine movements, she got the bit of lace and string she called panties the rest of the way down and stepped out of them. He hitched her up on his hips the next instant, having undone his jeans and shoved both the denim and his underwear down. Her long legs locked around him. Able to feel the damp heat of her against his cock, he went to thrust, froze, every muscle in his body at breaking point.

“Fuck. Condom.” He wanted to be skin to skin with her, wanted to mark her in the most primitive way, but he would not take what she didn’t want to give.

“Do I need to worry about anything?” she asked, kissing and nibbling at his throat, her hands possessive on his shoulders, his nape.

“No.”

“Neither do you.”

Fingers digging into her butt as he understood that she’d not only accepted his word without that stupid minute she seemed to think she needed, she’d offered him an intimacy so intoxicating he’d shared it with no other woman. Never wanted to.

“I won’t last.” They were the last coherent words he said before he shoved into her in a single hard thrust.

Her scream was in his mouth and then it was only the slap of their bodies, one against the other, the wet, slick sound of his cock moving in her, her body liquid for him, their breaths gasped-in amidst hungry kisses.

“David, David, David!” She clamped down on his cock on another scream, orgasming so hard that she took him with her.





Chapter 14


They ended up naked in bed afterward, and he ended up in her again after an interval of a few short minutes, his need for her a huge thing inside him. She moaned and held him close with her amazing legs around his body and her hands on his sweat-slick arms, her internal tissues rippling around him.

“I don’t think I can move after that orgasm.” A throaty moan.

“Just lie back and let me love you,” he said, stroking in and out of her in a slow, deep rhythm that made her skin shimmer and her breath catch, the taut, bitable mounds of her breasts topped by pebbled nipples. “You’re wet with both of us and it’s so hot, you have no idea.”

“You feel amazing in me.” Throat arching as she leaned up to lick at him with erotic little flicks of her tongue, she said, “Can you keep doing that forever?”

“Maybe if you weren’t so fucking sexy.” He closed his hand over one pretty breast and bent to kiss her.

It was a long, slow ride this time. He watched her go over again, his beautiful Thea, and then he pushed deep and pulsed wet inside her as she held him with feminine possessiveness, her lips kissing and caressing.

She continued to pet him afterward. Sinking into it after flipping them over so his weight wasn’t crushing her, he luxuriated in the softness of her fingers on his chest, the feathery brush of her hair, the damp heat of her mouth when she kissed around the flat disks of his nipples, then the firm strength of her teeth as she took one small nub between her teeth and tugged.