“So could you.”
She still read the conflict in his eyes. “What now, Chance? Where do we go from here?” The words sounded heavier than she had intended, but she couldn’t change that. “Are you going to keep running from me?”
“What about Josh?”
His question was simple, but guilt shot through her. She leaned back against the couch and ran a hand over her face. “It was never about Josh. He was a,” she waved her hand in the air, “a distraction.” Shame washed over her even as she said the words.
“Does he know that?”
“Is he still alive?” she shot back. “Did they kill him when they took me?”
Chance held up his hands. “I don’t know. They hit him once and he didn’t move off the sidewalk. I was more concerned about you.” He paused. “I seriously doubt that they killed him with one hit, so you have nothing to worry about.”
“I’m not worried about Josh. Well, I am, and I hope that he’s okay, but there was no spark. No rapid heartbeat. No daydreams. Not like with…” She stopped. Now may not be the time to say too much.
“Not like with…me?”
Her heart burst open but instead of answering, she leaned in and placed a butterfly kiss on his lips.
Chapter 19
Chance
Chance kissed her back, and all thoughts of Josh flew out of his head as he deepened the embrace and took control. He couldn’t get enough of her.
He picked her up and carried her inside. "You have until we reach the bed to change your mind. After that, there’s no going back."
“Just get there.” Her tone left no room for discussion.
They barely made it inside the room before they helped each other strip off their clothes. Chance forced himself to still so he could appreciate Randi’s naked glory. Her cheeks reddened and a flush crawled up her chest.
“Don’t be embarrassed. You’re absolutely beautiful.”
He cupped her face and kissed again, soft and gentle. Then he stood back and trailed his fingers down her cheek, then her neck, across her shoulder. The butterfly touch sent goosebumps of pleasure across her skin.
Her nipples hardened and he kissed her long and slow while their tongues explored and tasted. His thumbs coaxed her nipples into harder peaks as he teased. Her soft moans as he tweaked one nipple between his fingers tested his control. He didn’t want to rush this, but his dragon was already screaming to claim what was his.
He bent down and caught a nipple in his mouth. He swirled the hardened peak with his tongue, and she grabbed his shoulders to stand steady. He had waited for this moment since the day he saw her, and he was going to taste every inch of her.
His hands caressed her hips and thighs as he continued to suck on her breasts. She tried to pull him up so she could kiss him again, but instead he pushed her backwards onto the bed. He caught her ankles and pushed them up against her thighs before he lowered himself with her knees spread.
His tongue circled her nipples and then he kissed his way up her neck while his hand travelled down between her legs. She was wet as his fingers felt through her folds for the magic spot that made her breaths come faster. He twirled his fingertip softly and gently as their kisses became slow and drugging.
His cock ached with need, but he needed her to feel cherished. One of her hands dropped down and took it in her hand and started stroking him slowly, then with more need. He fought the urge to pump into her hand and expand the sensations that she was creating.
He caught her cries in a kiss as he diddled her to climax. He waited until she calmed before he kissed her again. Her heat and wetness was more than he could resist, and primal urges took over. He rolled enough that she was under him, looking up with eyes that were filled with desire and need.
She reached up and traced his face as he buried himself deep inside her in a single thrust. Despite his need for release, he teased and taunted her with each stroke. Her legs wrapped around him and pulled their bodies together with more urgency.
She moaned as he thrust in and out, and she bucked her hips to give greater access. His dragon roared as he lost control and lustful hunger took over.
Faster and deeper he plunged until Randi cried out in passion. Chance lost the ability to hold back and they climaxed together. He couldn't remember sex ever being better or so fulfilling as he buried his face in her hair. She mumbled something before she settled against him, and he didn't even feel the need to know what she had said.
When their breathing calmed, she spooned against him and pulled his arm over her. He pulled her tight against him, and they both sighed happily. Chance found a sense of contentment that he hadn't even known he was looking for and he wanted the feeling to last forever. He kissed the top of her head and knew that he never wanted to lose the woman at his side.
He dozed for a bit, but then his thoughts took over. Chance had prepared himself for distance, but Randi hadn’t stepped back.
In the quiet aftermath of everything he had told her, she remained exactly where she was. Not frozen or overwhelmed, just present.