Page 66 of Don't Look Back

Her fingers gripped his hair, and she pulled, just enough to trigger a sensation that tightened his balls and made his cock impossibly hard. And then she broke, shrieking and locking her hips as she came, her body pulling back from his abrasive tongue and thrusting fingers.

He raised his head and gazed down at her, splayed beneath him. She was beautiful and spent, and he could stop here knowing he’d given her the ultimate pleasure.

“You are so fucking beautiful. All the time. But especially right now.”

She panted and laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt as beautiful as I do right now, with you looking at me like that.”

He lowered himself to kiss her, without putting his weight on her body. His cock was thick and hard between them, pressing against her pelvis while his balls settled in the V of her thighs. He gently rocked his hips as he kissed her, then raised his head. “I have condoms. But we can stop here if you want.”

One hand cupped his cheek, while the other hand slid down his chest and abs, eventually finding his hard cock. She wrapped her fingers around him and stroked him from base to tip. “I need to feel you inside me.”

Oh thank god.

He kissed her again, then reluctantly pulled back from her hand. Condom. Must get a condom. He rose from the bed, went to the bathroom, and grabbed the pack of condoms from his Dopp kit.

When he returned to the bedroom, Kira was sitting up against the headboard. Her legs were only slightly spread. Her hair, which had dried since her earlier shower, was mussed and sexy as hell. Her gaze swept him from head to toe as he crawled across the mattress to join her. Her voice was husky and her eyes hot. “You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined this.”

“If it’s anywhere near as often as I have, it’s alot.”

She ran a hand over his chest. He loved the way she couldn’t seem to stop touching him. “You’re even more perfect than I imagined.”

And then there was the way she looked at him. It made his heart pound. “So what brought this on? Was it the dedication, or the fact that I was only wearing a towel when I entered the room?”

“The towel. Holy crap, your body is perfect.”

“So all this time, all I had to do to seduce you was take off my shirt?”

“Apparently. Well, and follow me to Malta.”

“Kira, I’m pretty sure I’ll follow you anywhere.”

She smiled then, and for Rand, it felt like he’d just received the perfect gift he hadn’t even known he needed. But he had known he needed Kira. He just hadn’t known how much.

“I want to make love to you. To be as close to you as possible. To feel your tight heat around me and get lost in you.”

She took the strip of condoms from his hand and ripped one from the end, then split open the package. She stroked him with her hand, bringing him back to fully hard, then rolled it down his shaft, causing ripples of pleasure and making him even harder still.

She scooted down on the bed and spread her legs. He settled between her thighs, his hard, wrapped cock teasing her clit. He played for a moment, then slid down and in, taking her with one hard, smooth thrust.

She was tight and hot, and the feel of her practically made him dizzy as pleasure rocked him. He thrust slow and deep, staring into her eyes until they fluttered closed. He dipped his head down and kissed her then, keeping his weight on his elbows as his cock and tongue thrust into her.

Her legs wrapped around his hips, and it wasn’t long before she groaned and made sounds that let him know she could come again if he didn’t blow it.

His pleasure built, but he needed her to come first. He checked his speed, but she gripped his ass and urged him faster. He returned to the breakneck pace that put him on edge, then thrust even harder.

They came together, her shrieking, him groaning as he pumped into her and wave after wave of pleasure blocked everything else from his mind.

Spent, he collapsed, but then rolled to take his weight off her. She lay on his chest, panting, satiated and perfect. He ran his fingers through her hair, which was damp again, but now with sweat. “We both might need another shower.”

She gave him a lazy smile. “I like the smell of you on my skin.”

He kissed her neck. “I like the smell of me on your skin too. It’s primal. Like I’ve marked you as mine.”

“That makes you mine too. I think I’d like that.”

His heart rate, just settling after a powerful orgasm, now beat heavy, a hard thrum in his chest. “This isn’t a fling, Kira. When we get back to the States, I want you to meet my sister and her family. Do all the things couples do.”

Her lips traced a trail on his upper chest as her fingers drew circles. She didn’t meet his gaze. “How many times have you brought women to meet your sister?”

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