Page 52 of Ace
“Oh, but you should,” she breathed, her fingers tugging at his zipper.
Smoothly, he slipped her panties and shorts off and tossed them to the floor. “But I have work to do.”
“Uh uh,” she murmured, her voice gone raspy. “You have me to do.”
He growled again, and she was beginning to love that sound. But he didn’t stop her frantic fingers or hands. Undressing this man turned Savannah on. Taking his t-shirt off. Sliding his pants over his hips and thighs, down his legs. He trusted her with his personal power, and she loved that he did. Tantalizingly wicked suggestions tap-danced across the stage of her aroused mind at all the things she could do with this magnificent naked man. To him.
She adored the heavy muscles at her fingertips, at the tip of her tongue. Opening her mouth wider, she suckled his neck, marking him until his growl turned into a rumbling purr. He liked her mark on him. He trusted her. That single thought sent arousal cascading through her body straight to her groin. Her orgasm came hard and deliriously delicious, a spike of red-hot pleasure percolating up from her toes, over her belly, and peaking at her breasts. And up to the stars.
Savannah flung her head back at the blinding sensations taking her by storm. Her entire body clamped onto the concept of this man’s startling faith in her. When she growled her release, he added the seductive suction of his hot mouth to her breast, his long probing fingers to her core.
Which only pushed her higher. Slick and needy now, she opened her body to him, her love for this man a feverish pitch. She needed this, but Keller needed her heart more.
Gently now and breathing hard, her Secret Agent Man poised over her like a dark guardian angel, his elbows at her sides, his breath in her face, and a warrior’s heart glowing in his eyes. “I need to be inside you,” he muttered, his voice a sexy command that made everything on her body stand up.
“You already are,” she whispered as she clamped onto his thick shoulders and urged him down and in and… “Man oh man oh man oh man…” she growled as his body pistoned, driving deeper into the wellspring of her lust and their need.
He groaned, buried to the hilt but holding back, the last thing she wanted him to do. Not now. This was their time. They needed to come together.
“Come for me, Savannah. Come for me.”
“I will if you will,” she bargained.
That must’ve been what he needed to hear. Keller’s back arched. His hips thrust forward, sharp and hard and hot until he stiffened and came into her. With her. Projecting her like a rocket, past the moon and into forever.
Tears squeezed out of her heart. “I love you, Keller,” she cried as she held on through the fury. “So, so much.”
He groaned so loudly that Galahad and Red barked from the next room, but Savannah held on until she got every last drop of the best of her man. Slick with sweat, she ran her mouth up the side of his neck to his ear. “Did you hear me, Secret Agent Man?” she whispered, loving the salty taste of him on her tongue as aftershocks continued their squeeze play. “I said I love you and I always will.”
This time he didn’t pull back. Instead, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, nuzzling in deeper, his belly expanding as he inhaled and said, “I heard you, Savannah.” Another deep breath and he murmured, “I really heard you. I did.”
Which might just mean he finally believed, and that was enough. Savannah let her body go boneless as the man she adored pressed her into the mattress. This weight she could handle. Keller wasn’t heavy. He was everything.
“Sleep tight,” he whispered into her hair as he eased his sweaty body off Savannah. Sated and exhausted, she’d fallen back to sleep instead of talking like other women did after sex. Leaning over her and totally smitten, Keller pressed his lips to her temple one last time. “Galahad and Red will take care of you while I’m gone. I’ve got business with a friend of yours that can’t wait. I won’t be long.”
She didn’t stir, didn’t even twitch, and that was okay. After all they’d just done to each other, she might sleep until noon. He’d be back by then.
But what she’d said...? Keller hadn’t realized how powerful those words were until they dropped off Savannah’s sweet lips.‘I love you and I always will.’He remembered now. His dad used to tell Keller he loved him. Carol Marie said it all the time. But the words were different. Back then, he’d taken them for granted. Atsome level, Shane’s and Carol Marie’s love was a given. Fathers loved their children. Wives loved their husbands. Keller accepted it as if it were his natural due.
But now...
After living so long without love...
Without hope...
He felt like a hibernating bear when it first breaks free of its cave in Spring. Savannah had no idea what she’d given Keller. It’d been years since he’d felt this tall or so strong. So manly. As if he could take on the world. So—right. That was it, that was what Savannah had given him, the kind of balance that made everything right again. Even him.
The urge to beat his chest and roar like some primitive caveman swarmed Keller. He wasn’t just the son of a backwoods self-proclaimed voodoo witch. Neither was he the worthless bastard of the town drunk. Elaine was wrong about Shane, and Keller meant to prove it to the world. Then he was going to find out who or what killed Carol Marie. He’d give her a proper headstone. Not that flat, cheap marker on her grave now, the only thing he’d been able to afford back then. It was time to man up and face the worst demon in his life—Queen Fucking Elaine.
A smile curled the corners of his mouth at the thought of confronting her. Hell, it even tweaked the corners of his eyes until the damned thing spread over his entire face. Wouldn’t she be surprised. He was no longer a little kid to be bullied. She wouldn’t stand a chance. But first...
He had a lying son of a bitch to confront before noon.
Keller cleaned the dishes and stored the leftovers in the refrigerator. He rolled the serving cart into the hall, then released Red from the spare bedroom to join Galahad on the couch. There wasn’t time for even a fifteen-minute combat nap. Keller needed answers. Now.
But before he dashed off, Keller wrote a quick note to Savannah.Roger Tanner will be here early to walk the dogs. You can trust him. He’s a former Marine, one of the best. There’s a cold steak dinner in the fridge, but feel free to call room service or go to the restaurant downstairs if you want something else. Just tell them to put it on our room tab, and please, don’t leave the hotel. Wait for me. I’ll be back by noon.
He put the note on the kitchen counter where she’d be sure to see it. RJ was in for one helluva surprise.
