Eyes glued to her most private part, he ran a finger down the center of her. The light touch to her clit made her gasp.
“Like that?” he asked.
“God, yes.”
Two fingers slipped deep inside her and he slowly pumped his hand. “I’m going to make you come a lot tonight, Kelsey. So prepare yourself.”
The friction of his fingers inside her and the pressure of his palm sent her over the edge, fast. Arching up, she moaned through her release.
“So goddamn beautiful,” he whispered.
As she became overly sensitive to touch, she jerked away from him. He slowed his ministrations, but didn’t remove his hand, just lightened the pressure as he reawakened the need inside her.
Lance leaned over and ran his tongue over her scar, but she didn’t flinch—she embraced the clear message he was sending her. She was beautiful to him, scar and all. He moved his head down over her mound then replaced his hand with his mouth. His tongue slid against her swollen clit before he gently sucked and she exploded again.
As her body relaxed against the couch, she gave a contented sigh. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close to his side and she laid her head on his chest, playing with the cotton of his shirt. He kissed the top of her head.
When he made no move to roll her beneath him or change the direction of their lovemaking, confusion set in.
Not once had Lance sought his own release. They couldn’t be done. As far as she was concerned, they had only begun. She tilted her head back to look up at him and the satisfaction on his face made her stomach flutter.
“Umm, Lance,” she asked hesitantly. “What about you?”
Eyes closed, he hugged her closer. “Later. I’m good, right now.”
She could hear the truth in his voice. The man had unselfishly given her pleasure repeatedly without once thinking about himself. Emotions she was terrified of identifying filled her chest to capacity.
As she listened to his breathing slow and turn to soft snores, she was beginning to suspect that Kansas had been the best decision she had ever made.
…
Lance blinked open his eyes and frowned at the neutral walls surrounding him. Where in the fuck—
The sounds of splashing water and soft feminine humming came from the bathroom. The previous night returned in a rush: her moans of pleasure, her exquisite body, how responsive she was to his touch.
At some point last night, she must have woken him up and had him move to the bedroom. He couldn’t remember, which wasn’t completely surprising considering how exhausted he’d been last night. Quietly, he slipped out of bed, noting he must have shed his clothes before falling into a dreamless sleep.
He grimaced at the soreness that seemed to stick around no matter how much muscle rub or ice he used. He wasn’t bouncing back from those fights as fast as he would have ten years ago.
Lifting his arms above his head, he stretched the tight muscles, smothering a pleased groan as they thanked him for the movement. He then wandered into the master bathroom. The claw foot tub/shower combo with a breathtaking woman inside grabbed his attention. He could imagine doing erotic things to her while she soaked in that water.
Would she be game? There was only one way to find out.
He walked toward the tub. She turned her head in his direction and a pleased smile graced her lips as her eyes ran over his naked body. Instantly his cock stirred and his heart tightened.
He wanted her. There was no doubt there. But he didn’t like his other reaction.
From the moment he’d met Kelsey, she’d been tweaking his insides in more than a typical attraction. Attraction he could deal with, but the sense of protectiveness he had toward her—the sense of possessiveness, if his reaction to her flirting with Rick was any indication—were terrifying. Especially for a woman he knew wouldn’t be staying.
As he approached the tub, she made an appreciative noise and he stood a little taller.
“I think you could use a little help with your bath.”
“I think you’re right.”
He reached for the bath puff and squeezed body wash on it then dipped his hands into the warm water. He brushed his knuckles against her thigh. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she shifted and turned her face toward him.
Lance ran the puff over the tops of her shoulders and watched the suds slide down her skin. His cock tightened even more. Just her trusting him was a huge fucking turn-on.
“How does that feel?” The huskiness in his voice was clear even to him.
“Wonderful.”