Page 107 of Reckless Harmony

Stark laughed, and Rayna couldn’t help but grin even though she said, “It’s not funny.”

“It’s kind of funny,” Stark said.

“Yes, well, I’m holding out hope that there is the perfect home for him out there, but it’ll need to be one without kids.”

“Everything arranged with the New York rescue?” Stark gave Bea a gentle push to get her off his lap before standing. She snorted her displeasure but stretched out in the warm spot he’d left behind, her soft snores starting up almost immediately.

“Yes,” she said. “They’ll have volunteers at the airport waiting for us when we arrive.”

“That’s great.” He stood awkwardly in the middle of the room for a moment before glancing at his watch. “It’s getting late. I should probably go so you can get some sleep.”

Rayna slipped her arms around his waist when he started past her. She pressed a kiss against his mouth. “Don’t leave.”

“You’re tired.”

“Not that tired.” She kissed her way up his throat before licking the curve of his ear.

He hesitated, and feeling a little desperate, she kissed him again, licking and nibbling at his lips until he parted them. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and slid her hands up his shirt. She traced the hard muscles of his stomach before rubbing her thumb over one flat nipple.

He groaned into her mouth, his hands sliding around her to cup her ass and squeeze tight. His erection pressed against her stomach, and she rubbed against it before nipping at his jaw. “Bedroom now, Isaac.”

“Yes, Rayna,” he said with a cute grin.

Leaving Bea sleeping on the couch, they went to her bedroom. Rayna pulled impatiently at Stark’s shirt the moment they were in the room. He lifted his arms, and she peeled it off him. She stared appreciatively at his upper chest before tracing his six-pack with her fingertips.

They kissed each other with greedy need as she unbuttoned his pants, and he cupped her ass again, kneading it firmly. He groaned into her mouth when she slid her hand inside his briefs and gripped his cock. His head fell back, and his fingers dug into her ass. She rubbed his dick with long, slow strokes, delighted by the low moans and gasps he made.

She kissed his throat again, soft lingering ones against his warm skin. Warmth and desire bloomed in her belly, and while it was as intense as it always was, it felt different… sweeter.

It took her a moment to realize why it felt so different. It was the first time she was taking Isaac to bed without being irritated or, hell, downright furious with him. She paused in kissing his throat. This wasn’t a hate fuck with her enemy. This was…

No. Stop it. You are not falling in love with him, Rayna. This is about thanking him for everything he did for you tonight. So get on those fucking knees and suck his dick until he can’t think straight. The man deserves the best blowjob of his life.

“Baby?” Isaac’s hand cupped the back of her skull, tugging lightly until she looked up at him. “You okay?”

She nodded, refusing to acknowledge that Isaac calling her ‘baby’ suddenly somehow felt more intimate. It didn’t mean anything. He called her baby when they were hate fucking.

True, but you thinking of him as Isaac instead of Stark is a new thing, isn’t it?

She groaned inwardly as Isaac - goddammit, Stark! - gave her a look of concern. “We can stop if you’re not into it anymore.”

She pushed every single confusing feeling deep down, refusing to let them into the light. Now was not the time to analyze what the fuck was happening in her brain.

She gave him a teasing smile and rubbed her thumb over the head of his cock. He moaned, and her grin widened. “Not a chance, Stark. I want your gorgeous dick in my mouth, and you’re not allowed to leave until it happens. Lose the pants.”

She stepped back and stripped off her clothes as Stark finished undressing. When she stood naked before him, he looked her up and down, and she loved the hot lust that covered his features.

They kissed again, his warm hand cupping her breast and teasing her nipple into an aching hardness. She started to kneel in front of him and twitched in surprise when he hauled her to her feet and backed her toward the bed.

“What - oh shit!” She squealed when he lifted her abruptly and tossed her onto the bed. She stared wide eyed at him as he gazed hungrily at her pussy.

“Hey,” she sat up, “lie on your back and -”

“No,” he said before pushing her to her back again and leaning over and kissing just above her navel. “Open for me, Rayna.”

“Isaac,” she gripped his head and made him look at her, “I want to go down on you.”

“Later,” he said. “I need to taste your pussy.”

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