Page 54 of Montana Heat

I nodded, and he pulled out, only to drive back in slowly. Over and over, he teased my sensitive flesh.

I clung to him as the pace increased, digging my nails into his back, urging him faster. I could feel the pressure building insideme again. He growled, kissing the underside of my jaw as his thrusting increased. Before I could catch my breath, he sent me soaring into ecstasy one more time.

Jensen jerked as his own orgasm took him, and he buried his face in my neck. I rode out the fluttering sensations of pleasure, and when I came down from it all, I felt relaxed and sluggish with the inescapable tug of sleep.

All I had the ability to do was nestle into his arms. Wrapped in his embrace and curled against his chest, I was seconds away from drifting into what I was sure would be the best sleep I’d had since all my trouble started.

Chapter Seventeen

Kenzie

The next morning, my doubts crept back in. Despite how amazing our night had been and how thoroughly Jensen had seen to my needs, I felt shy and unsure how to handle the morning after.

As I blinked my eyes open and sat up in bed, I registered the delicious soreness in my body, all those muscles I hadn’t used in so long. I yawned, rubbing away the grittiness of a deep sleep from my eyes as Jensen strode in.

He carried a tray of food in one hand and was balancing two mugs of coffee in his other.

“I can’t say I’ve ever had breakfast in bed,” I admitted shyly, clueless as to how to proceed with him. But the fact that he’d gone to all this trouble touched something in me.

“Glad to be your first.” He winked at me and offered an easy smile. Definitely different from before. “Now, I know I wowed you with those fajitas last night, but don’t hold your breath expecting anything too fancy here.”

I giggled and peered at the offering. Orange juice, check. Coffee, check. He’d even brought the creamer I liked.

Scrambled eggs on the plate, I recognized. But the other blob-looking thing?

I glanced up at him, eyebrow raised.

“Believe it or not, those are blueberry pancakes.” He shrugged after setting the tray over my lap, then climbed into bed with me. “I’m not that artsy.”

I cleared my throat, cutting a bite. “Are they…done?”

He laughed, taking the other cup of coffee that was half drunk already. “Yeah. I taste-tested one. They’re ugly but edible.”

I dug in, relishing the novelty of it all. The hot man in bed with me. The delicious breakfast. Divine coffee. The chance to sleep in and not have to rush anywhere or worry?—

“Oh my God.” I looked over at the clock on the bedside table, almost choking on my sip of coffee and bite of pancake. “I’m late. You’re late. We’re late, Jensen!”

He furrowed his brow, watching me lazily.

“For work,” I added, which I knew was silly. He was the boss. That implied he would be the one to determine tardiness, but still. Susanna told me that he liked to make his own hours, but he seldom came in after ten. It was close to that now.

I set down my coffee cup and moved the tray aside. “We need to go.”

Before I could fully get up to collect my clothes, he slid his strong arm around my waist, trapping me in place.

“Jensen—”

He pulled me back, perching me on one knee. His tug on my midsection had me falling back on the warm, cozy bed I’d just tried to leave.

“Jensen, we?—”

He lowered slowly, kissing me until I was out of breath and we were both grinding against each other. By the time he let me go, I could hardly remember what I’d been trying to do in the first place.

“I asked Susanna to open the garage for me today.” He dipped down to give me another sweet, coffee-tasting kiss. “We cantake our time.” Another kiss, longer than the others. “I’ve never had a woman stay here before, so I wanted plenty of time to figure out the best way to do the morning after.”

I smiled. I’d really been the first woman to stay over here at his place? I believed him—not only because I didn’t think he would lie to me, but because he had no reason to.

Who would actually believe that a man who looked like Jensen wouldn’t have brought women here? It was too preposterousnotto be true.

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