Page 17 of Enticing Kane

“You do. Like when you slide your lips slowly over the fork for every bite that goes into your mouth or blow on your coffee while watching me.”

“So, you did notice,” she said smiling as she unbuttoned his shirt. She really had thought her silly flirting had gone completely unnoticed. “I thought my fantasies were a one-way street.”

“You had fantasies about me?” he asked incredulously as if he couldn’t believe he was the stuff of her fantasies. Was he kidding? Ever since she’d seen him at Club Southside, he’d been the only man she thought about. And she thought about him a lot.

“Of course,” she said cheekily. “I had to find a way to entertain myself.” She reached down a few inches to unbutton the fly of his jeans, which was having its strength tested by the hard mass throbbing behind it.

“Tell me one,” he said, pulling her shirt over her head, then reaching back and unhooking her bra.

“Only one?” she teased, as she bent down to push off her leggings.

“One for now.” He smiled and stayed her hand. “I’m the one who strips you naked. You only remove what I tell you to.” He removed her leggings and panties, helping her step out of them. “Fuck,” he breathed. “You’re even more gorgeous than in my dreams.” He stood there for a few seconds, staring at her before nudging her backward and onto the bed. Maggie reached up to cover herself. “No, Maggie, let me look at you. Tell me what you fantasize about.”

“You,” she whispered. “I can’t stop thinking about how you’ll feel inside me.”

He finished unbuttoning his fly, and his cock jutted out, pointing at her like a compass toward true north. “I don’t have any condoms with me.”

“No need. I had to have a complete physical before coming, and I’ve been on birth control for years.”

“Same… well, not the birth control, but we get tested regularly, and I’m clean.”

She reached out her hand to him. “Then why don’t you come and join me? Sara went to a lot of work to get me a bed that was bigger and more comfortable than a regular cot.”

“You do realize I’m a Dom, right? That I need to have a certain amount of control in my relationship. I’ll take care of you and make sure you get what you need. But in sexual matters, I lead, and you follow.”

Maggie was beginning to like where this conversation was going. “Then why don’t you lead your way back to this bed you pushed me onto and have your wicked, dominant way with me.”

“Fuck. You are going to be the death of me. Your brother is not going to be pleased.”

“Do you really care?”

Kane shook his head. “Not one damn bit,” he said, kicking off his boots and stripping himself in record time. There was something to be said for military efficiency. He stood, all six feet four inches of gorgeous naked body, and she couldn’t take her eyes off his beautiful erection. He shook his head. “I’ve never met someone like you before.”

He joined her on the bed, pulling her close.

Maggie wrapped her arms around his neck. “Is that a compliment?” she asked as she kissed his chin, nose, cheeks, and finally his mouth.

“Definitely a compliment.”

He rubbed his nose back and forth over hers before settling his mouth on hers and kissing her deeply. He bit her bottom lip and forced his tongue inside. He’d just fulfilled another fantasy. Their tongues met, tangled, and danced around. Maggie loved the way he made her body feel. Without warning, he ended the kiss but began to make his way down her body—kissing, licking, sucking and nipping. Her whole body lit up like firecrackers on the Fourth of July.

“Kane, let me feel you inside me. Please.” She fisted her hands in his hair, trying to pull him back up.

His hand was already resting on her mound, and he slipped it lower giving her clit a sharp pinch. “Patience,” he warned before resuming his descent. “First, I need a taste of you.”

“One more fantasy bites the dust,” she teased as she leaned up on her elbows, watching her body get excited as he teased her skin with his warm breath, lips, and teeth.

“You thought about me doing this?” he asked, pushing her legs further apart and dragging his finger over her heated flesh.

She might have had some saucy answer, but her ability to speak, as well as think, was cut off as he dropped his head, his tongue circling her clit. It was all Maggie could do not to climax. She lay back, lifting her pelvis, trying to get closer, and was rewarded by a sharp nip.

“I lead. You follow,” he rumbled.

Every cell in her body lit up. He pushed two fingers inside her and continued to tease and suck on her swollen nub.

“Kane. Fuck. Oh, fuck.”

She fisted her hands in the scratchy blanket and tried to prepare herself for whatever might come next. Kane sucked her clit into his mouth, and that was it; her body lifted off the bed, and her eyes flew open as a powerful orgasm swept over her. She’d never experienced any release like that one ever in her life.

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