Page 37 of Loving Her Enemy

Was he setting himself up to be hurt again? Maybe.

Was Halayna worth risking his heart for? Definitely.

Unable to help himself, Sloane reached out and cupped her cheek and caressed her soft skin with a pad of his thumb. His pulse pounded when she leaned into his touch, and he fell a little harder for her.

Why? He wasn’t sure. All he knew was that, though he wasn’t one for being vulnerable with a woman, Halayna was changing him and probably didn’t even know it.

He moved his hand lower to her long, graceful neck, his thumb still caressing her velvety skin. When her eyes drifted closed, and she released a quiet whimper, Sloane’s body tightened. He thought he could keep his hands and mouth to himself while on the plane, but the need to kiss and touch her more intimately was too overwhelming.

“Halayna,” he breathed her name, and her eyes eased open.

Not giving her a chance to say anything, Sloane leaned over and captured her mouth with his. The kiss started slow and exploratory but quickly intensified when she slipped her arms around his neck. That was all the invitation he needed.

A bolt of energy charged through him as their tongues tangled. Getting familiar with her body hadn’t been his intention when he brought her to the bedroom, but he could no longer resist her. And when she moaned into his mouth, and tightened her hold around his neck, he was more than convinced they wanted the same thing.

Thank goodness.

As he deepened their kiss, he ran his fingers through her long, thick hair that had fallen around her shoulders while she slept. The silky strands sifted through his fingers until he gently gripped a fist full of hair, giving a little tug for better access to her glorious neck.

A slight gasp slipped from Halayna, and he thought maybe he’d been too rough. Not the case. She placed her hand on the back of his head and pulled him closer, kissing him with a need that matched his.

Oh yeah, they were doing this.

Chapter Seventeen

Sloane rolled onto his back, taking Halayna with him, and her eyes widened in surprise before she burst out laughing.

“I see you’re going to be using your strength to your advantage,” she said, nipping at his chin before moving up his body to his mouth and kissing him.

God, she felt good stretched out on top of him, and despite the T-shirt and panties she was wearing and the boxer briefs he had on, he could feel all her curves.

“My future wife is a handful,” he said against her mouth while palming her fine ass. “So, I’m going to have to use whatever advantages I have to keep up.”

She smiled, then moaned when he squeezed her butt and began sliding her up and down over his shaft. Capturing her mouth again, Sloane could feel his control slipping. He physically ached to be inside of her, but he wanted to take his time with Halayna. Yes, they seemed to want the same thing right now, but he needed to make sure. He needed to be positive she was ready to take their relationship to the next level with no regrets. Because the last thing he wanted to do was freak her out by moving too fast and have her running for the hills before their wedding day.

As soon as the thought entered his mind, Halayna ripped her mouth from his and scurried off him.

Ahh hell. He might actually cry if she put the brakes on what was about to happen. But instead of retreating, she yanked off the T-shirt she was wearing and tossed it to the floor.

Oh yeah. They were definitely on the same page.

Not much surprised Sloane, but Halayna was full of surprises. He probably would never figure out this woman, but there was one thing he knew for sure, he was going to enjoy feasting on her body.

“Damn, baby. I…” His words trailed off as his eyes greedily took her in. From her perky breasts to the pebbled nipples, begging him to get a taste, on down to her flat stomach.

She had put back on the weight she’d lost, and her womanly curves were calling to him. Sloane loved everything he was seeing, and the tiny strap of royal blue material covering her mound was teasing of something great to come.

“Talk about someone having an incredible body,” he murmured, using her words from earlier as he urged her back onto the pillow. “You my dear are absolute perfection.”

The only thing that still bothered him was the damn brace on her hand. She had a couple of more weeks with it, and until then, he just needed to deal with it.

He placed a kiss on her smiling lips and peppered more slowly over her cheek, along her neck, and he kept going until he reached her taut nipples.

Her long shapely legs had once been his favorite part of her body, but that was before he got a front-row seat to her magnificent breasts. They were a little more than a handful and just right for him to love on.

Careful not to put his full weight on her, Sloane lowered his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He loved the way she arched into him while moaning his name. The sexy mewling sounds she was making with each lap of his tongue, as well as the way she squirmed beneath him, had him on fire.

He wanted to familiarize himself with every inch of her body. That might not all happen while they were in the air, but he was going to make sure they both enjoyed this time they had together.