Page 17 of Bride for the Space Cowboy

I consider myself a man in control of his impulses. I always have been before Nadine. With her, my control goes up in smoke, burned in the fire of our connection. She dissuades me of any notion of control. It isn’t so much what she does. It’sher. It feels as if every time we touch, the power of our link strengthens, vibrating through us.

Our kisses go on and on and on. But I need more; I want more. She tugs at my clothes. I lift her off the bed, and her dress falls in a puddle around her feet. I kick my clothes out of the way, and we are both bare. We stand still through several echoing beats of my heart. Time feels liquid here, with every second flowing into the next.

I lift her again, stretching her out on the bed. She makes these little sounds in her throat that drive into me like spurs, digging into the flanks of a desire already galloping. My raw need spins out of control, and I stretch out over her, my hands greedy. We continue to explore with our hands and teeth and tongues. Her skin is silky, soft and dewy with passion.

I’m begging as much as she is.Please, more, now.

I slide my hand over her belly, loving the soft curve of it. Pushing her thighs apart, I tease my fingers into her core. She’s slick with her arousal. I have to taste her even though I’m impatient to be inside her. I need to carry her taste on my tongue when I bury myself inside her.

I dally with one nipple and then the other, savoring the sting on my scalp when she tugs at my hair and arches up against me. I make my way down her lush body in a trail of kisses.

I pause to take her in. Her pink pussy glistens, and her arousal is smeared on the insides of her thighs. I dip my head, bringing my mouth to her sex as I gently explore her folds with my tongue and suck lightly on her clit. Every little sound she makes sends another throb to my cock.

I need her to find her pleasure before I do. I sink two fingers into her, stretching and pumping. She’s tight. Our people don’t stand on the ceremony of virginity, but it’s clear she’s never been with someone like this. Her walls are tight and clenching around my fingers. She’s crying out, and I feel her body quickening. Her hips buck roughly against my mouth when I swirl my tongue around her swollen and needy clit. Her keening cry is startled as her entire body trembles. I stay with her until she relaxes, and I give her a lingering kiss on the sweet curve of her belly as I rise above her again.

I ease my weight over her carefully, resting in the cradle of her hips. My thick crown notches at her entrance. She’s still trembling, and I feel the kiss of her slick arousal tempting me to let go and plunge inside her roughly.

Her heavy-lidded eyes hold my gaze. Her hair is in a tousle on the pillows, framing her face. “Have you been with a man before?” I ask even though I know the answer.

“Not completely,” she says. “I’m not afraid.”

“I’ll try to be gentle,” I say, knowing this is painful for some women. I shift against her, nudging into her slippery, wet folds.

Her eyes stay locked with mine as I slide in slowly. She lets out a sharp breath when I feel myself pass through the tightest area. I hold still, easing forward until I’m fully seated inside her. I nearly come at the feel of her tight, rippling core around me.

She lets out a little sigh, and I feel her begin to relax. I rock forward subtly and then again.

Chapter Ten

NADINE

“Look at me,” Kayden whispers.

I drag my eyes open to find his golden gaze waiting for me. I feel full, deliciously stretched with him inside me. The stinging burn of his initial entrance has faded, and I breathe slowly as my body adjusts to him.

Looking into his eyes helps me relax. This connection feels unbreakable, the power of it intense.

“How do you feel?” he asks, his voice gruff.

I take a moment to catalog the sensations dancing through my body. I’m still riding the endorphin high from the climax he gave me with his fingers and his mouth. Pleasure swirls in slow eddies through me. I love the way his weight feels on me. It’s a reminder of how powerful he is. The contrast of his strong, muscled body against my soft curves is delicious. I feel held, almost protected in the shelter of being joined with him like this. I take a shuddery breath, replying, “I feel good.”

He studies me. “Are you in pain?”

I take another breath. “I’m sensitive but not in pain.”

I’m caught in his electric gaze as he searches my eyes. He lowers his head slowly, giving me a lingering kiss.

I think he means to comfort me, but I don’t need that. My body is restless, and I shift under him, rocking my hips toward his.

He lifts his head, shifting up on his elbows and lacing his fingers through mine. He rocks into me slowly, creating just enough friction where we are joined to keep spinning the pressure tighter and tighter inside. I whimper and beg, “Kayden, please…”

He releases one of my hands and reaches between us. His fingers press over my swollen clit. Pleasure bursts through me. Everything draws tight inside me before snapping loose. I’m crying out as another orgasm crashes through me in slow, intense waves. He surges into me so deeply that I can feel the force of my climax in my bones.

I’m gasping and trembling all over when I feel the heat of his release fill me as he thrusts inside me one last time. He cries my name and shudders over me.

On the heels of a breath, he rolls us over until I rest atop him. I feel as if I’ve crashed ashore after a storm. The pleasure is like a receding tide of slow, lapping waves through my body. We breathe together, and I can hear the thundering beat of his heart slowing where my head rests against his chest.

Eventually, I shift, sliding my palm onto his chest and lifting my head to rest my chin on the back of my hand. Kayden’s fingers sift through my hair before his palm slides down my back. He opens his eyes to meet my gaze.

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