By the time he captured her mouth, she was sighing and squirming beneath him again. Isla pressed her tongue to his and swept the inside of his mouth. He groaned and pressed his erection against her.
He wasn’t going to last. Filling his hands with her curves again, he left her mouth to kiss a path down her neck, inhaling her delicious scent before he drew back, grabbed her hips, and positioned his tip to her center.
“Yes…” She stared up at him, anticipation and need heating her gaze.
Needing no direction, he thrust deep inside, and she moaned the sexiest damn moan he’d ever heard, so he did it again, and again.
Ahh…yeah. This is what he’d missed all week.
She felt incredible, her warm, silky heat gripping him tightly. Then she moved, wrapping her legs around him. Damn, he was ready to explode. Liquid fire licked at his spine.
“More…”
Leaning forward, he kissed her hard, wild, and deep as he pumped in and out of her warm, wet center. She was arched up, nipples scraping his chest, thighs tightened around his hips. He broke the kiss, gripped her ass, and adjusted the angle.
“Ohh…”
Her fists were gripping the legs of the coffee table, eyes closed, head back, breasts bouncing gloriously as he upped the pace. She was sexy as hell. He was a goner.
Isla cried out, her soft heat tightening around his throbbing erection, pulling Sinjin out of himself and bringing him to hisknees by the time they were both panting and spent.
He pulled out but continued to hold her as he reached up with one hand and untied her restraints. Then he flipped them, so he was on his back, and she snuggled against his chest. Warm air gushed over his heated skin and cooled when she inhaled.
The beauty even breathed sexily.
She shifted in his arms and stared up at him, lifting a hand to slowly trace his jaw. “That was something I never thought I’d like, and I was right. I loved it.”
He laughed and gathered her close. “I’m glad. I did, too.”
Her chuckle vibrated through him as her lips brushed his neck. “Good. Any chance I can tie you up next?”
“Me?” He drew back and grinned when she nodded. “Hell, yeah, Isla. You can do whatever you want with me.”
“You shouldn’t give someone that much power,” she said, lifting up to meet his gaze.
“I never have. Just you,” he said, brushing his thumb over her jaw. “I trust you.”
Blue eyes blinked up at him, a sheen of tears glistening in their depths. “You do?”
“Yes,” he replied, but because that was unchartered territory and he had no idea why he’d admitted it, he decided it was time to switch gears.
Sinjin shifted until she was on her back, then he trailed a finger from her throat, over a breast to circle just outside the hardened tip, which he slowly leaned down to kiss. After a moment or two, he drew back and blew on her wet skin, knowing how much she enjoyed it.
Isla inhaled and clutched his bicep. “I’ll give you an hour to stop.”
Trailing a finger over her other breast, he watched her chin lift and breath hitch in her throat. “Make it two, and we have a deal,” he said, circling her tightening nipple.
“Okay, two, but then we’ll have to let Loki out,” she countered, strumming his abs with her thumb.
He stilled, having forgotten about her dog, although, given the Shepard’s age, Sinjin calculated Loki could hold it for eight hours. “I can go get him now.”
“No, don’t you dare,” she said, sliding a hand up his arm. “I had him out after work. He should be good for a few more hours.”
He grinned and dipped down to tease a nipple with his tongue. “Now, about those two hours you said you’d give me…”
***
Waking up with his palm on Isla’s sweet ass after another night of incredible sex was a slice of heaven. Memories of the night washed over Sinjin, bringing a smile to his lips and a twitch through his groin. He was surprised he could still move, not that he wanted to, with Isla’s warm, naked, curves covering him while she softly snored. She had a leg thrown across him as if she was afraid he’d leave.
