Page 36 of Following Their Heart

Last night I told her things I swore never to tell anyone, especially a woman. I search my heart for regrets and find none. Because deep down in that place that matters more than protecting myself, I know Cora is not Miranda. I may not be able to see into her heart with my Gift, but I know what I see with my eyes and with all my other senses. Cora’s a good one. She’s my good kitten.

With the sunrise sneaking around the edges of the curtains, I can’t help nosing at her hair and finding the skin of her neck with my lips. She smells like fresh-cut flowers and vanilla, and I drag her scent into my lungs. I fill myself with it, with her.

“Mmmmm.”She purrs and stretches, rubbing her sweet ass against my crotch. Fuck if my morning wood doesn’t revel in the pinch of my Carhartts.

“Morning, kitten.”

“Morning, Jud.” Her voice is sleep-roughened and sexy as all get-out.

Last night, I gave her a reprieve. She took my rough fucking twice in the bomb shelter, and considering her recovering condition, I was willing to bet my sweet baby needed rest last night. But right now, if she shows a single sign of being willing, I’m taking what’s mine.

Just one more time with her before I have to see her bring six other men to this cabin in my place. I just need one more time to hold her and push inside her and make her come apart for me. One more time to show her with my body that I’ll never let anyone or anything hurt her, including me.

“How’d you sleep, baby?” I’m still holding her breast, but I’m not playing with it. I don’t want to push her. If my kitten wants to play, she’ll let me know.

“Perfect.” She says it slow and sinuous, likepurr-fect,and I smile against her neck. “How did you sleep?” She places her hand over mine and secures it over her breast.Mmmm.My kitten is giving me a sign.

“Best sleep of my life.” As I say it, I realize it’s true. I guess expunging my soul gave me some long-needed peace of mind.

She turns to look over her shoulder at me. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m glad.” She searches out my mouth, and I make it easy for her. We kiss long and slow, and I don’t give a fuck about shit like morning breath. Apparently, Cora doesn’t, either, because she slips her tongue between my lips, and then it’s game on.

We kiss for a while like that, bodies tight together, her breast in my grasp, her little body writhing against mine. While I devour her, I begin plucking at her nipples, and then I search lower, dipping into those silky shorts.

“My kitten’s wet for me.”

“Wet for Daddy,” she whispers, and I’m done for.

I give her one finger, gliding it slowly inside her channel. Fuck, is she tight and slippery. My thumb gets to wake up her hard, little clit, and when I get those sweet mewling sounds from her, I add a second finger.

As I pump her full of my digits, she moans so pretty, so sexy.

My cock punches at my Carhartts. It needs inside her.

“Jud,” she says in this low whine, and I know she needs it too.

I can’t wait any more. My fingers slip free, and then I’m tearing at my button and fly. I’m pinning her to the bed face down, and jerking down her shorts. My hot, ready cock slides against her ass. Right there along the crack.

She says my name again, and I can’t hold back. Still dressed from the waist down, I guide myself deep between her thighs and find her sweet heaven with my tip. She widens her legs for me, and I’m pushing inside.

We moan together as our bodies unite.

Cora hugs her pillow and lifts her ass into me.

I grab a different pillow and shove it under her hips.Oh, yeah.That does it. The new angle makes the rub oh-so perfect as I start working in and out, in and out, in an out. Slow and deep and rhythmic.

“Fuck, baby. Love this.”Love you.But I can’t say that part. One day, I’ll go there, but not now. Not yet. The words are my last hold-out against giving myself up entirely to a woman who can never be completely mine.

Butfuckif being inside her doesn’t fill me with so much more than just pleasure.

My animalistic groans fall over her, and each thrust of my hips pushes sweet mewls from her lips. I’m fucking my woman good. It’s so right. It’s so—

A bang interrupts my pleasure. Sounds like the cabin door being flung open. Then there are bootsteps beating toward us. Someone’s coming, and that someone’s in a hurry.

Cora goes tense beneath me, and I cage her with my arms. Nothing gets to her on my watch. Not ever.

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