Page 46 of Dawn Skies (Stormcloud Station)

“Me, too.” It was the simple truth. Him and Kee alone, with only the stars to keep watch. A companionable silence descended over them, with only the music of the cicadas singing in the trees above to keep them company.

Suddenly, a dingo howled, low and mournful in the distance.

“What’s that?” Kee shuffled closer, and he hid a smile.

“A dingo. He won’t bother us, don’t worry.” He liked the way she nestled into him, her hand draped over his stomach, head resting in the hollow of his chest just beneath his collarbone. She’d let her hair free again, and he had a crazy urge to stroke his hand down the length, feel his fingers tangle in the locks.

“Really? I always thought they were a bit of a myth. I’ve never seen one, certainly not in the wild.”

“Oh, no, they definitely exist.” He gave into temptation and stroked his fingers lightly through the silken span spread out down her back. He wanted to kiss her again. Would she let him after he’d practically pushed her away last night? The same reasons he’d stopped last night still existed, but they were veiled by his overpowering yearning to taste her, touch her, consume her. It obliterated all logic and reasoning. Rolling up onto his elbow, he peered down into her face. Her thumb traced lazy circles on his stomach, through his shirt.

She was looking at him like she wanted him as much as he wanted her. Then she smiled, slow and sexy and heat streaked down his spine, like a shaft of lightning, straight to his cock. His mouth was on hers and she moaned as his tongue delved deep, tangling in a deluge of lust. Her hand slid up the side of his ribs and he angled his head so he could kiss her deeper, harder.

At last, he had to come up for air before he consumed her whole. “God,” he panted, leaning his forehead against hers. “That feels so good. You feel so good.”

Her only answer was her hot breath on the side of his neck, as she ran her tongue along the soft spot behind his ear. This was so much more intense than anything between them before.

I’m falling in love with you.The words echoed around and around in his brain, and it was all he could do to keep them safe behind his tightly clamped lips.

Her hand darted between them and squeezed his erection through his jeans. Wazza moaned, getting lost in his carnal desire. Suddenly, she pulled away, and he wanted to cry out in despair. Then he realized what she was doing as she pushed on his chest, rolling him over. He hardly dared breathe as she settled on top of him. Taking control.

Hands as nimble and quick as a cat undid the button on his jeans and slid down the zipper. And then slipped inside to grasp his rock-hard cock. A surge of molten lava burned through his veins, and he let out a groan. This was a new side of Kee, the take-charge kind of woman, that he suddenly liked a hell of a lot.

Whoa.Hang on, he needed to apply the brakes here, before things went too far.

Lifting his head, he asked, “Should we do this? I mean, Benni…?”

“She sleeps like the dead,” Kee panted. “She won’t wake up.”

All this time he’d been worried about Benni finding them. He wished he’d known this little gem of information earlier. But perhaps Kee had kept it from him for just this reason.

Her dexterous fingers were now undoing his shirt buttons, baring his naked chest. “I want this. I need this.”

If she could abandon all propriety, then so could he.

He reached up and tugged at the hem of her T-shirt, and she lifted her arms obligingly so he could drag it over her head. Kee’s plain, white bra glowed against her dark skin in the starlight. Impatiently, she reached around and unsnapped the back fastener, lowering the straps over each shoulder to reveal…everything. Her pert breasts bounced enticingly, and his mouth went dry. Not small exactly, just right, they suited her beautiful body perfectly.

He let his gaze wander over the gorgeous curves of her hips, where the waistband of her shorts rode low, across the flat planes of her stomach and then up again to stare at her breasts. His palm slid up to cup her cheek as the air around them buzzed with tension.

He needed to get her naked. If she wanted this, then so did he. More than she could know.

Tensing his stomach, he flipped her over with one, smooth move. She gasped, then grabbed a handful of his hair, dragging his mouth down to hers. His shirt flapped open, and he got to his knees, discarding it with a grunt. Boots, blue jeans and boxers followed in quick succession, but not before he retrieved his phone from the back pocket. At the time he’d slipped the condoms inside the cover, he hadn’t held any hope that he might use them, and yet…a part of him must’ve hoped this night would come.

Still on his knees, ready to drop and cover her body, he saw her staring, gaze sliding appreciatively down the slabs of his stomach to rest on his erection. If the way she licked her lips was anything to go by, she liked what she saw. Before he knew it, Kee had wriggled out of her shorts and panties and was lying naked beneath the stars, allowing him to look his fill. She was a beautiful woman, and he was pleased to see that she owned that fact. Too many women were self-conscious of their bodies, but Kee seemed to have no qualms about him checking her out.

“Come to me, Cowboy,” she cooed. Then giggled softly at her use of the nickname. Warm hands reached up to stroke his erection, sliding like silk over his skin. Drawing him down to her. Quickly, before he forgot completely where he was, he sheathed himself and then lowered down slowly, hovering above her, enjoying the exquisite feeling of his skin meeting hers, chest crushing her breasts, thighs coming together.

Heat surged to Wazza’s groin as he slid between her legs until his cock nestled into the point right at her core. Sinking slowly inside her, he watched her face as she gasped and then surged to meet him, locking her ankles around his back with an urgent whimper. They moved together to a rhythm immemorial, her gasps of fervor rising with each thrust.

Tension built deep in his belly, sensations threatening to overwhelm him as he thrust faster and faster. His legs shook and he couldn’t catch his breath as he came closer to climax. He didn’t want to leave Kee behind, but he needn’t have worried, her cries were building in the back of her throat as she arched her spine, thighs tensing around him.

Suddenly Kee became as still as a statue, back curved, hips risen to meet his, and then she issued a sound from somewhere deep in her chest, and Wazza let himself go, barely conscious of anything except the fierce sensations surging through him.

It took many seconds for him to come back to his body.

Kee was limp in his arms, her head lolling to one side, completely satiated, and he chuckled as he kissed the side of her neck. A feeling of complete and utter contentment filled him.

And that’s when he knew. It was totally mad, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that’d been building ever since he first saw her by that bore. He needed to get it out in the open.

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