“Please.” Her whisper tickled his ear and her hands gripped at his hips.
He drew back and reached to one side, pulling open the drawer of the nightstand and fishing out a condom from the box thoughtfully hidden there. It’d been Kathryn, not Thomas, who’d pulled David aside before settling them into the room to tell David she kept the master suite well stocked with amenities for all sorts of needs. He sent the saucy old proprietress silent thanks.
After unwrapping the condom and rolling it on, he was back to Lyn as fast as he could be. He nuzzled her breasts until she giggled, her arms wrapping around his shoulders. Capturing one taut nipple in his mouth, he suckled until her breath caught.
“Tease.” Her voice was husky now with a tinge of impatience.
Good. That made two of them. He took one of her hands and guided it south, placing her hand on his rigid shaft and letting her guide him in. He watched her, kept her gaze locked with his. Any moment, any fear, any doubt, and he’d stop. But he didn’t want to miss this. Wanted to enjoy every bit of it with her.
As she positioned him at her opening, he pressed inside her, hot and slick. Tight. Her eyes fluttered shut and her neck arched as he filled her. He fisted the comforter on either side of her as he pulled back out and slid in, rocking against her in a slow rhythm.
Her breath changed to heavier panting and he drank in the sight of her gorgeous breasts rising and falling as he continued to move inside her. She groaned and grasped his forearms, trying to angle her pelvis for even better penetration.
He bent his head low to catch her mouth for a hot kiss. “More?”
“Oh, yes.” Her face was flushed and her hair spread out all across the bed under her. She was beautiful.
And he planned to give her everything she wanted.
He coaxed one of her knees higher against his side, then hooked his arm underneath. The new position allowed him to go deeper. She called out brokenly and her inner muscles convulsed around him.
She was close. He was closer. And damn it, he was going to hold on until she got there.
He dragged in breath after breath, slowing his pace and savoring every slide in and out of her. She clutched at his shoulders then shifted her grip to his hips, urging him deeper and faster. Every time he rocked into her, she made fantastic sounds of pleasure. Her breasts bounced beneath him and he couldn’t deny her what she wanted.
Increasing his rhythm, he drew out and plunged back into her faster.
“David! Yes! Harder!”
Yes. Pleasure gathered low and tight, his balls even tightened, until every other thought left his brain and his focus was only on the feel of being inside Lyn.
Her thighs tightened and her hips thrust upward as she gasped, then she came apart beneath him. He pulled out and slid himself back in tortuously slow as her inner muscles convulsed around him and she came, hard.
They held on to each other in the aftermath, both breathing hard. Every few moments one or the other of them twitched, sending a cascade of sensations through both of them. Hypersensitive, it was agony to leave her and clean up in the bathroom. But when he came back, she’d moved over on the bed and pulled down the sheets to tuck them both in.
He climbed into the bed next to her and tucked her up against his side. “Is it okay with you if we wake up early tomorrow?”
She snuggled into his shoulder. “Mmm. Sure.”
There was a beat of silence as he pondered turning off the lights in the room. It wouldn’t hurt to leave them on, for tonight at least. Given time, she’d work through her triggers.
“Fair warning,” Lyn whispered, her lips brushing his lower jaw. “I’m very partial to morning ambushes so we might be waking up a little earlier than you planned.”
His lips stretched into a real smile. “Yes, ma’am.”
Chapter Fifteen
Cruz didn’t enter the neighborhood this time until buses had gone through for just about every age group. People in suburban areas like this took notice of a lone stranger walking through when children were headed to bus stops. He didn’t want the attention and he wasn’t interested in the kids.
What he wanted was to catch Sean Harris at home, alone. Or at least without his children around, amping up his need to protect his family.
Lyn and Atlas were back at a small coffee shop with the car parked outside. He’d tucked them in the back corner of the place away from windows and in direct line of sight of a security camera. Safe as he could make them without being there. Then he’d headed back to Harris’s home on foot. He didn’t want the possibly familiar car tipping Harris off to this visit before he could confront the man face to face. And he didn’t want Lyn involved in case things got ugly. Besides, the less she knew about all this, the better.
It’d been one thing to bring her along the first time. She’d added to the impression of a friendly visit. Just a few questions. No danger to anyone.