“Be. Specific.” Roan’s fingers curled.
My mouth fell open on a soft mewl. “That. You. Inside me.”
Roan’s hand was gone in a flash. Then he sank to his knees, taking my sweatpants and panties with him. He tapped my left leg. “Lift.” Then my right. “Lift.”
Then, my slippers and every last stitch of clothing were gone. I lowered my hands, feeling the need to cover myself somehow.
“Don’t,” Roan clipped.
I stilled.
“You’re the most breathtaking thing I’ve ever seen. Don’t hide an inch of that beauty from me.”
My hands fell to my sides, and I breathed deeply.
Roan’s hand traced up my leg to my ass. He gripped it hard. “Perfect.” He nipped the globe. “So damn bitable.”
A shiver coursed through me, one of heat and need.
He shifted, coming around in front of me but still on his knees, his gaze locked on the apex of my thighs. “Knew you’d be beautiful.”
Roan’s thumb parted me, and he leaned forward. His tongue flicked across my clit, and I nearly lost my balance. Roan’s arm came around my legs, holding me steady. “Still.”
I couldn’t get a single word out, but I nodded. Roan grinned against my core. His tongue circled that bundle of nerves as his fingers drove inside me. Each swipe of his tongue nearly sent me over the edge. But it was as if he knew what would take me there and wasn’t ready for that quite yet.
“Please,” I whimpered.
“Need to come?”
“Yes.” I was past shame in begging. I just needed release, escape from the pressure building inside me.
Roan added a third finger, pressing on that spot inside as his lips closed around my clit. He sucked deeply, and pinpricks of light danced across my vision. My thighs shook violently as my walls clamped around him. Nonsensical sounds slipped from my lips.
Roan teased out each wave of pleasure. Just when I thought it was over, another surged until my legs finally gave out.
He scooped me up, depositing me on the bed and grinning down at me. “Like that afterglow on you.”
My entire body tingled, but it was the mischievous smile on Roan’s face that nearly did me in. “Need you.”
Roan stepped back, his fingers going to the buttons on his shirt. “You’ve got me.”
I gulped as he tugged his undershirt free. I knew Roan was a large man but seeing all that muscle in the flesh nearly had me swallowing my tongue.
“Like the view?”
My eyes met his. “Could look at you forever.”
His expression softened as he kicked off his boots, and his fingers went to the button on his pants. “Seems like a waste of time to me.” He stilled for a moment. “I don’t have a condom.”
My mouth went dry. “I’m on the pill to regulate my periods. And I’ve had a checkup.”
“I have, too. And it’s been a long time for me.”
There was something about that. The trust he gave me, the way he let me in. This was more than sex.
“It’s been a long time for me, too,” I whispered.
Roan moved in a flash, jerking free the rest of his clothes and then striding toward me. My breath hitched as his big body covered mine. My legs encircled his waist, his tip bumping against my entrance.
Those endless blue eyes sought mine. “You still sure?”
My hand lifted to his stubbled cheek. “Always.”
It was all Roan needed.
He slid inside on a long glide. My eyes fluttered closed at the stretch—so much delicious pressure.
“Need those eyes,” Roan growled.
My lids flew open.
His expression was almost pained. “There she is.”
With that, he began moving. My fingers dug into his shoulders as he thrust deeper, picking up speed. Everything built all over again, quicker this time.
“Torturous heaven,” he gritted out.
My back arched, bringing Roan deeper, and he cursed. It set something free in him—that wildness in Roan finally loose.
He took me.
Each thrust was deeper than the one before. Wave after wave of sensation crashed into me, tears gathering in my eyes. It was almost more than I could take.
“One more, Tender Heart. Come with me.” Roan’s thumb found my clit, circling and then pressing.
I clamped down around him on a cry, the vise grip taking him with me. Roan drove into me again and again. We spiraled together in frenzied need.
Roan collapsed, rolling to his back and taking me with him as he still pulsed inside me.
I struggled to catch my breath. “That was…”
“Fucking awesome?”
That startled a laugh out of me.
“Please don’t,” he groaned. “You’re going to kill me.”
I tried to stop but still grinned against his neck. “For as quiet as you are most of the time, you’re surprisingly verbose during sex.”
He grunted.
“Back to your talkative self, I see,” I groused.
Roan flipped us again, sliding out of me, his hand lifting to my face. “Never felt anything like that, what we just had.”
My heart stutter-stepped, and I struggled to breathe. “Me either.”
I opened my mouth to say something else, but a car door slammed outside. My gaze flew to the clock, and my eyes widened in panic. “Cady.”
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I had never seen someone move with the speed Aspen did. She flew off the bed, frantically searching for her discarded clothes. “Oh, my God. I’m going to mother jail. What if we hadn’t locked the door? She could’ve walked in.”
I couldn’t help it. I chuckled.
Aspen glared at me. “This isn’t funny. Would you get dressed?”
My lips twitched, but I sat up, trying to figure out where my clothes had gone. “No one’s going to break down the door.”
“Men,” she huffed, pulling on her sweats.
A knock sounded on the front door, and Aspen jerked upright. “Crap, crap, crap!” She whirled on me as she tugged on her sweatshirt. “You get dressed. I’m going to hold off Cady.”
I nodded, pressing my lips together to keep from laughing. Aspen was talking about Cady like she was a tiny dictator.
She charged out of the room, and I quickly got dressed and slipped into the bathroom to pull myself together. By the time I finished, I heard voices in the living room.
“Who were all those people, Mama? Mr. Caden made me play a disguise game, and I put his coat over my head when we drove in. He’s so silly.”
My gut twisted at her innocent words, but I was grateful my sister’s fiancé had thought quickly on his feet. The last thing we needed was a photo of Cady getting out to the media.
“Mr. Grizz!” Cady flew at me, and I hauled her into my arms.
“Hey, Tiny Dancer. Did you have fun with G and Caden?”
She nodded her head enthusiastically. “The mostest! We got to go to the stables at the resort and go riding. On a school day.” She sighed. “I wish I could do that every day. And then Miss Grae took us to get cheeseburgers and milkshakes. I got strawberry, and it was the yummiest.”
“Sounds like a pretty epic day.” I glanced at Caden. “Thanks for your help.”
He nodded, studying me as if I were an alien. “Of course.” He paused for a moment. “Crowd outside is getting bigger.”