Page 106 of Delicate Escape

My whole body shuddered at his words, and everything in me pulled tighter.

Shep cursed.

I gripped his T-shirt harder. “Please.” My eyes met his. “All of you. I want all of you.”

A muscle fluttered along Shep’s jaw. “Tell me you’re sure.”

“I want everything, Shepard. The good and the bad. The pretty and the ugly.”

His fingers were gone in a flash, and I was suddenly off my feet. Shep had me, and then my back was to the mattress. My thighs clenched with need, my body desperate for him.

Then Shep’s heat was gone. He stepped back, grabbing his white tee from the back of the neck and hauling it off in one fluid movement.

I couldn’t help but stare, riveted. I traced the golden planes of muscle with my eyes, memorizing each dip and ridge.

Shep’s fingers hooked in the band of his sweats, and then they were down. At my first look at him, I nearly swallowed my tongue.His dick stood at attention, thick and long. His hand closed around it, giving it one long stroke.

My core tightened as if already imagining what it would feel like to be filled by him. But at the same time, I knew my eyes had widened. Because Shep wasbig. Bigger than anyone I’d ever been with before.

As he moved toward me, his expression softened. “Tell me what’s going on in that beautiful brain.”

“You’re big,” I blurted.

One corner of Shep’s mouth kicked up. “Thanks for noticing.”

I scowled at him. “I just—I haven’t—I?—”

Shep’s thumb skimmed my bottom lip. “This is you and me. If there’s something you’re nervous about, you tell me. We need to stop, slow down, you have the reins. There’s nothing we can’t talk about.”

My eyes burned, and at the same time, wetness gathered between my thighs. Because everything about Shep, from his big dick to his tender heart, turned me way the hell on. “Okay.”

His other hand traced designs on the inside of my thigh. “Are you on the pill?”

“I have an IUD.”

“Like that, Thorn. Because that means if you’re good with it, I can take you bare. We can feeleverything. I’ve been checked, and I’m good.”

“Me, too.” I sucked in a breath. “I want that. To feel…everything.”

Shep dropped his head and pressed a kiss to my collarbone as his fingers moved, teasing my opening again. One circled, stretching me. I couldn’t help the moan that left my lips.

“Those noises,” he gritted out. Then his fingers were gone, and his hands were on my waist.

In a blink, Shep was on the mattress and had lifted me over him so I straddled him. “Want you in control.”

A rush of heat swept through me. “Shep.”

“Shepard,” he growled.

“I—it’s been a long time for me.”

His eyes gentled on me. He knew what that meant. His hand lifted to cup my face. “We find it together. This is you and me.”

God, I wanted that. Wanted him.

Shep’s hands slid to my waist, helping to steady me but letting me take the reins. For a man who liked control in all things, I knew this was a gift. I pressed my palms to his chest, relishing the feeling of the strength beneath them, and then slowly lowered myself.

My mouth fell open on a silent gasp as I stretched over Shep. I closed my eyes as I absorbed the bite of pain, but it quickly melted into heat. So much heat.

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