His hand channeled between us. Unerringly, he found the right spot. He put just the right amount of pressure on my swollen clit.
I cried out.Mine.
I heard the whisper in my head.
No, he’s not mine.My belly clenched. But some part of me wanted him to be. I didn’t just want his body or his handsome face, no, I wanted his wounded soul too.
I wanted all of him, and that scared the shit out of me.
I moved faster, desperate for release. All I had to focus on right now was the red-hot desire.
He filled me so thoroughly, I felt him everywhere.
His gaze locked on my face. Intense. Intimate.
I whimpered. “I’m close.”
“Good. Give it to me, Jess.Now.”
Then he kissed me. His finger rubbed my clit, his cock moved inside me, and his mouth claimed mine.
I screamed into his mouth and a brilliant orgasm flared along my nerve endings. I clung to him, my body shaking. North continued to pound inside me.
Then he yanked my hips down, and a low, animal sound escaped him. I felt his hot release spurt inside me.
Fighting for air, I collapsed against his shoulder.
He turned his face and nuzzled my neck. He breathed me in.
Feelings erupted inside me. I couldn’t let myself fall for him. I didn’t know what this was between us, but the last thing I needed was a broken heart.
“I’m glad I turned up on your doorstep,” he said quietly.
I squeezed my eyes shut. I could deal with my own worries later. For now, this man needed me.
I ruffled his hair. “Me too.”
“I didn’t come here for this.”
“I know.” I pressed my mouth softly to his.
This time the kiss was gentle. His hand slid down to my hip, and I shivered. His lips curved. He obviously liked how much he affected me.
Then he rose from the stool, and I let out a squeak. I clamped my arms and legs around him. But he held me tightly and didn’t let me fall.
“Not done with you yet,” he said.
I licked my lips. “Okay.”
He hitched his pants up and carried me down the hall.
The lamp was on in my bedroom. My bed was covered with a pretty white coverlet that I’d picked up at a store in Dawn.
North lay me on the bed. He looked at me until I wanted to squirm.
“What?” I breathed.
“Love looking at you. Love looking at you naked on your pretty bed.” His lips curved. “I love knowing I’m going to fuck you in it.”