“I am not.”
“Umm… why do you think I kiss you when you orgasm? I’d much rather watch you, but you’re so freaking loud, I’m worried you’ll wake up Coxen Hole from here.”
She smacked his shoulder. “Bullshit.”
“Babe. I watched Lazarus hand Dawg a pair of earplugs.”
“Liar!”
“Who the hell do you think he got the earplugs from? I had a pair for everyone.”
This time, she punched him. “You fuckwitch!”
Laughing hard, he rolled over her, slid his knee between her legs, and settled his body between them. Propping his upper half up with his elbows but making sure their hips lined up, he kissed down her chest, between her breasts, then slid further down the bed and raised up on his knees as he got to her belly button. Suddenly, his hands were under her ass, lifting them to rest on his thighs. “Yes or no, babe?”
“You’ve ruined me, you know.”
“How so?” he asked, stroking his hands up and down the insides of her thighs.
“I was never really all that interested in sex. Now I’m a freaking horny mess.”
He smiled lazily. “So, does that mean ‘yes’?”
“Yes. Always yes.”
He leaned over to the nightstand beside the bed, opening the drawer to retrieve a condom. Making short work of putting it on, he quickly slid inside her channel and began a slow, steady rhythm. The angle he had allowed him to easily drag his cock across her G-spot, which caused deeper and deeper hitches of her breath with each pass. At the top of each stroke, he ground his hips just enough to stimulate her clit that caused little gasps of single-syllable words like “please” and “more.”
Pulling himself completely upright to a kneeling position, he slid his arms around her body and pulled her up to rest against his chest, her ass directly on his thighs. “Take it, Kubrick.”
Arms wrapped around his neck, she rose and fell on his lap, grinding every part of her body against him that she could. “Waters,” she warned.
“Go, babe. I’m ready.”
As soon as the word “go” was out of his mouth, she clamped her teeth tight to prevent herself from screaming. She locked tight, her walls squeezing his dick like a vice, head thrown back, the ends of her long hair barely touching his thighs. He groaned as she wrung him dry.
As the last of the shudders passed through her body and he’d stopped pulsing inside her, she sat up straight, her arms wrapped around him in a near stranglehold.
Nothing. Nothing better than this.
He buried his face in her neck, chest heaving both with the rampant heartbeat from his body’s release and the realization that he couldn’t let her go. He’d already claimed her inside his head, but now he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that though they might part ways in a few weeks, there wouldn’t be anyone else for him. This had been inevitable.
Kubrick ran her hands over the close-cropped hair at the back of his head, placing her lips against his brow. “Waters. I’m in trouble.”
“I know, Kubrick. So am I.”
Both squeezed each other tight.
At just before 4 a.m., Waters' watch beeped. He tried to stretch, but he was tangled in Kai’s limbs. Smiling, he kissed her temple. She muttered in her sleep and rolled over, allowing him to easily extract himself from her. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he searched for his pants. Kai had basically ripped them off him when he’d cave-manned her into the bedroom after her snit, and now he couldn’t find them. That brought on a bigger smile. His woman was pure fire. She burned him, leaving an indelible scar to go with the rest of those on his body. He’d known she would be trouble. But right now, it felt like the best kind of trouble.
Finally, he found them half under the bed. Slipping them on, along with a T-shirt, he padded out to the War Room and stood before the television. He tapped out a code on his watch, and a few moments later, the screen changed from black to Midas.
“Good morning, Bossman. How’s my sassy girl?”
He shook his head. “She’s fine. Asleep. But she’ll be waking up soon, so get moving. I saw Demon’s report. What do we know?”
“Steel is back up and running. Before he nearly got blown sky-high, he found Ka-Bar’s trident. He was definitely there at some point.”
“Any leads on where he went from there?”