Not a chance.
Besides, this was his place.
The fact this was the first time since…well, ever…that he’d had a woman at his place was cause for alarm.
None came.
He gave that thought a few more seconds to roll around his brain just in case the red flags were too tired to make an appearance too. But again, none came.
Unlike Isla.
His smile widened. Yeah, she’d come a good many times last night, and he felt amazing knowing that he was the one who not only brought her pleasure, but he’d also helped her through a difficult time.
After they used the condom from his pocket, he’d madea quick trip to her cottage to let the dog out and grab more protection from the new box on her nightstand while she’d straightened his living room. By the time he’d returned with Loki and got him settled on the rug in front of his couch, Sinjin was ready to help Isla in any way she desired. Since he’d found her waiting for him in his shower, he initiated a wet, slick, incredible round two.
Round three had almost done him in.
Still, he’d apparently taken her to her happy place enough because after that, she’d fallen into a steady sleep ever since. Christ, so had he. But he wasn’t complaining. Hell, no. Sinjin hadn’t slept so relaxed and satiated. Ever.
A moment later, Isla stirred, her soft, warm, luscious curves brushing his skin in a slow, incredibly enticing stretch. The delicious friction stirred his favorite body part to life.
Guess she hadn’t killed it after all.
The sleepy beauty lifted her head and sent him a warm, lazy, satisfied smile.
“Morning,” she murmured. “I haven’t slept that well in years. Thank you.” She kissed his chest and then locked gazes. “How about you?”
He smiled and lightly squeezed the curvy cheek of her ass still under his hand. “The same as you.”
Her smile returned and she stroked his ribs. “Good. I think you wore us both out.”
Awareness shot to his already aroused groin. “Who said I’m worn out?”
She glanced down at his thickening erection then back up at him, mischief lighting her gaze...and rocking his heart. “Breakfast in bed. You think of everything.”
Before he could react, she grasped his length in one hand then took him in her mouth.
Holy shit…
This wasn’t how he’d intended to start the morning. Their roles were supposed to be reversed. But,damn, that felt good.
Vowing to take care of her next, Sinjin closed his eyes and set his hands lightly on her head, thrusting up and groaning as she took more of him into her hot, wet mouth. Just as she adopted an amazing rhythm, a knock sounded at his front door.
Loki began barking.
He was going to kill whoever was on his porch.
Isla stilled then released him and drew back. A sense of foreboding gripped his spine.
Sinjin immediately shot to his feet, all thoughts of pleasure dissipating as he stood. His gut told him this wasn’t a good situation.
“You expecting someone?” Isla frowned as she followed him from the room and shushed Loki.
“No.” He swiped his jeans from the floor and shoved them on.
His buddies always called or sent a text before coming over, and his phone had remained silent since last night. Still, it had to be one of them, he reasoned. The colonel never visited in person.
Sinjin relaxed a little. Yeah, had to be one of his buddies. He glanced over at Isla and disappointment mixed with aggravation as he watched the yellow material he’d used as an erotic restraint last night fall back into place, covering her lush body.
