She moistened her lips. “Yes, a lot better.” And then she blurted, “But what if he kills you?”
Roan smiled a little and squeezed her tightly for a moment. “If he’s a black ops dude, I’d be concerned, but I’m sure he’s not. That doesn’t mean I’ll underestimate him, Shiloh. But there’s damn few men who can get a drop on an operator. It would really have to be a special set of circumstances. And I am on guard, Darlin’. I have your back.”
“That makes me feel good,” she admitted. Just being in Roan’s arms, against his powerful, warm, hard body, gave her a sense of safety she’d never felt. Shiloh had never felt happier.
He eased her out of his arms. Adjusting the pillows, Roan lay down. He brought her on top of him, settling her thighs against either side of his hips. “Come here,” he growled, folding her against his length. “Your turn to be my blanket.”
She smiled warmly, eagerly stretching out, her breasts lightly grazing the hair across his chest. “Mmmm, I like this.” As she settled her core against his growing erection, her smile increased and she drowned in the glittering gray in his eyes. “You know what? I think you’re a consummate strategy-and-tactics kind of guy. There’s more than one reason for you wanting me as a warm blanket across you.” She saw a feral look cross his shadowed features and she gloried in the sensation of his thickening erection against her moist core. Already, heated signals were racing up through her.
“I told you: surprises.” He tangled his fingers through her hair, nudging it across her shoulders. It barely crossed Shiloh’s mind that Roan knew she was a worrier and that by distracting her with his delicious male body, it would focus her on something else. Something positive. And oh, so good.
Roan drew in a deep, ragged breath as she moved like a sinuous cat against his hips, engaging his erection, feeling her wetness claiming him already and he wasn’t even inside her. “You’re a worrywart, Darlin’. We’ve talked about the situation. We’ve come up with a plan. You need to let it go.” He slid his hands down her sides, feeling how warm and velvety her flesh was beneath his fingertips.
Shiloh gave him an amused look. “You do know that men’s and women’s brains are created differently? That we think differently?”
He shrugged, hands settling on her hips, anchoring and firmly bringing her down upon him. “What? You gals have a worrywart brain?” he teased, chuckling.
She grinned, moving slowly up and down his growing length, watching the reaction in his face, the way he drew in a sharp breath, desire for her burning in his narrowing eyes. “Very funny, black ops guy.” Her eyes closed as Roan arched, reaching, stroking her entrance. A sweet quiver moved through her. “Ohhh,” she whispered, a purr slipping from her lips. “You feel so good in me. . . .” and her mind melted as he thrust fully into her slick depths. Her back arched and he gripped her, holding her as he began a slow, deep campaign to have her focus only on the burning, building pressure between them.
He expanded her, filling her, the sensations intense and making her exhale as scalding heat throbbed pleasurably throughout her lower body. Roan had barely touched her; merely teased her and she was so wet. So ready. Her body was aching for relief. That was amazing to Shiloh because it had never happened before. Maybe Roan was right: He held a lot of surprises and he was going to share each and every one of them with her. A low, guttural cry erupted from her as he stroked, teased, and triggered an orgasm within her. She stiffened, paralyzed with the radiating heat pushing outward in wavelets throughout her lower body, hurling her off that delicious cliff called pleasure.
She felt herself collapsing against Roan as the orgasm dissolved into continuing fiery undulations moving outward within her. His hands moved slowly, memorizing her, cupping her cheeks, thrusting deep into her. Roan gripped her, holding her against him, not done with her or her vibrant, throbbing body. She began to heat up once again with those short, sharp thrusts against that knot of nerves near her entrance.