Page 32 of Guarding The Phoenix: Vol. 1

At my words, she softened. A blush stole into her cheeks. “I’d like that.”

With the water filling the tub, I rose to my full height and stripped under her watchful gaze. Reaching over my shoulder, I yanked my shirt off. Her eyes hooded with desire. Her gaze smoldered, caressing my bare chest as she bit her bottom lip. She curled her hands into fists. Like she was holding herself back until I gave her the signal to proceed. Like she wasn’t sure if I wanted her hands on me.

If she understood how much I fucking craved her, she would bolt in the opposite direction. Because I’d never wanted another woman so much in all my life.

After toeing off my boots, I shucked my pants and boxers. My erection sprung forth, hard and aching to sink into her wet heat. Kylie lowered her gaze to my shaft and licked her lips. Carnal desire splashed across her gorgeous face.

Fuck me.

My control hung by a thread. But I was determined to see this through. I held out my hand when what I wanted to do was bend her over the vanity and fuck her tight pussy until my knees buckled. “Come on, Angel.”

Kylie didn’t hesitate. Just put her delicate hand in mine without question. Fuck, but her trust in me was a heady thing. It made me want so much more with her—like a future. I realized it was fast, and it left me fucking vulnerable. We barely knew each other, but I ached to uncover everything that made her tick. I wanted a commitment with her. I even, heaven help me, imagined what she would look like with her belly rounded with my child.

But I tamped down those impossible dreams. It was too fast. And I had been burned before. Dreams like those would cause me nothing but pain and disappointment.

I helped her into the tub, then followed her in. Sighing, I reclined in the sinfully hot water and towed her down, sitting her on my lap with her back pressed against my chest. My larger form surrounded her, reminding me how small she was, how breakable, but she had a reserve of strength inside her that amazed me. To have survived what she did and remain sweet and giving made me ache to claim her for all time. She was a woman worth fighting for.

“This is nice.” Kylie sighed against me, her body softening by degrees. She snuggled against me, her ass shifting against my hard shaft. I grimaced at the exquisite torture. If I didn’t tighten a lid down on my lust, I would blow my load before the festivities really began.

I shut the water off once it reached our chests. “Yeah, it is. I don’t want you to do anything but relax.”

“M’kay.”

My hands caressed her. Even with scars, she was fucking gorgeous. I cupped her generous tits, kneading and massaging the mounds. Her rose tipped nipples hardened into stiff points. I licked my lips because I fucking ached to suck them.

But I had other plans and was merely prepping her body for the sensual delights to come.

“Tell me, Angel, have you ever considered being with more than one man at a time?” I kept touching her, teasing her breasts, listening to her quiet gasps.

“Why do you ask?” she asked quietly.

“I’m curious about you. I want to know your fantasies. I want to understand what gets you hot. I want thorough knowledge of those dark fantasies that you masturbate to, but haven’t told anyone about. I fucking want it all.” My cock fucking ached like a son of a bitch. The plump globes of her butt were snug against my shaft. Every time she shifted, she rubbed my dick, and I throbbed to fill her tight heat.

I pressed my lips against her neck, kissing my way up to her ear. “And if being with more than one man at a time is something you desire, I’ll give it to you.”

Kylie shifted on my lap until she looked at me. Brought her hands up and cupped my cheeks, searching my face. I dropped my shields. None of this would work without mutual trust. And I recognized she had a harder time with it because of everything she experienced at her husband’s hands. Her breath expelled in a rush, and she planted a soul stealing kiss upon my lips.

Christ, this woman!

I growled into her mouth as I gripped the sides of her head and drank from her lips. There’d never been a woman who made me feel the way Kylie did. I wanted to drown in her. I wanted to make her come screaming my name again and again until she promised me forever, until I put a baby in her belly and claimed her for all time.

Fuck, even the thought of her ripe with my seed aroused me. I was seriously mental. But I’d never seen this woman coming. I thought she would be just another job. And instead, she looked at me and I wanted to slay dragons in her name.

I nipped her bottom lip as I released her mouth. “You didn’t answer my question, Angel.”

Shyness crept into her face. She lowered her gaze, her cheeks turning a becoming shade of pink.

“Yes,” her whisper was barely audible but fell like a gauntlet.

Lust punched a hole through my gut. As much as I wanted to keep her to myself, I couldn’t deny the thought of taking her with Gideon sent my blood racing. Because it was hot as fuck watching a woman come undone with multiple partners stuffing her full of cock.

“What about you? Is that something you want?” She lifted her shy gaze, laced with curiosity and desire.

“All I’ve wanted since meeting you, Angel, is to give you pleasure. I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“But now you’re dodging the question,” she scowled with a pout.

She had me there. But I also didn’t want to spoil the surprise awaiting her in the bedroom. Instead of answering her query, I claimed her mouth in a blistering kiss. Imparting everything this woman made me feel into a single kiss. I could spend days doing nothing but kissing her. Dragging my tongue along the seam of her lips until she parted them. My tongue swept inside at the invitation, and I growled at her heady flavor.

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