“Good job, Mo. It’s nice to see you buddy.” He didn’t try to stroke him but smiled, standing back up. “We’ve reached an agreement. I won’t stand in his way, and he’ll allow me in his house. I think—”
Sierra interrupted him by jumping into his arms, grabbing his face, and kissing him hungrily.
He stumbled back, obviously caught off guard, but she didn’t retreat, knowing he’d catch her weight. In seconds, he was kissing her back, holding her head while his lips moved over hers and his tongue plunged deep, claiming her in the way that made her toes curl.
“I want you,” she whispered against his lips, already tugging off his sleek jacket and working on the buttons of his shirt. “I’ve wanted you all night.”
“Me, too, but wait, sweetheart. Are you too drunk? Maybe we should talk first like I suggested?”
If he wasn’t so obviously hard, she may have taken it as a rejection, but Sierra knew he wanted her just as much. “No. I’m not drunk.” Her fingers tripped over a button, then glided through the rest without a hitch. “You made friends with Montgomery.” She ripped off the shirt, her hands splayed wide to touch all those amazing hard muscles, sliding down his six pack abs to curl beneath his pants.
He spit out a curse, pupils dilated. “Wait—maybe we can—”
She plunged both hands underneath his briefs and cupped his hard cock. Squeezing lightly, mouth salivating for his taste, she dropped to her knees.
“Fuck, oh, fuck.”
She was too far gone to slow down. A biting hunger pushed her to lower his zipper, yank his pants and underwear down, and open her mouth.
His animal groan raked past her ears as she took him fully in, her tongue swirling around his thick length, then sucking hard as her name was chanted in a mantra. His hands gripped the back of her head not to guide her, but to helplessly clench his fingers in her hair while he surrendered.
Power flowed through her even though she was the one on her knees. She let his taste fill her, his pleas sweet music, as she pushed him brutally to the edge. His knees shook. His breath came in ragged pants. She drank in every one of his responses only to offer more and more and more.
Hard hands yanked her up from the ground and with one quick movement, he scooped her into his arms. “I am not going to lose control five minutes into my first night with you,” he declared. A fine trembling still gripped his muscles and Sierra couldn’t help but give him a satisfied purr.
“Afraid you can’t handle me off-screen?”
His quick grin promised sweet retribution. “Do I hear a challenge, flirt?”
She laughed as he placed her down, stripped off her clothes, and lay her out on the bed. Deliberately, she spread her arms and legs, a willing sacrifice. Already, she was throbbing for him. The slightest pressure would push her over so this wasn’t a fight she was going to win.
Lucky for her losing was the goal.
He joined her on the bed, taking advantage of her vulnerable position. Slowly, he settled himself between her legs, stroking her thighs, pushing up her knees so he was poised before her dripping entrance.
Their gazes locked. The playful banter faded away under the demanding sting of his stare. Sierra shuddered.
“Don’t tease me,” she said.
His green eyes darkened. “I can’t. I need to be inside you. Every part of me aches with wanting.”
“I’m on birth control.”
He blinked. His hand shook as he stroked her, his erection brushing her swollen folds. “I haven’t slept with anyone in a long time and I was tested.”
Sierra lifted her arms with invitation. He interlaced his fingers with hers, locked on her face. Slowly, he pushed himself inside inch by inch until he was completely buried to the hilt. The pressure of being filled up caused her to tremble beneath him, gripping his hand harder. Her breath rushed out. “Oh, God,” she whimpered.
He stilled. A fine sheen of sweat gleamed on his brow. “You okay?”
“Yes. Don’t stop. Never stop.”
His body tightened. Kane pulled out completely, hips jerking as he pushed back in and set a steady rhythm. Each time he dragged his dick over her pulsing clit, giving her a perfect friction, taking her up until every inch of her body was on fire, poised with a fine-tuned tension that gripped every muscle.
“Say it,” he demanded, jaw tight, eyes fierce with demand. “Say what I want to hear.”
“Kane!”
Something broke inside him. He pushed her hands over her head and growled, setting a blistering pace until she poised on the edge, desperate for the orgasm shimmering before her. Shaking with pure need, she arched up, digging her heels into his back.
