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His hand tightened in her hair. “You’re mine, pixie.”
The words shivered through her. “Then that makes you mine too, Cain.” She smiled. “Cain Cavanagh.”
His lips curve. “You uncovered my last name.”
“I have skills, too, you know.” She didn’t tell him that she’d been running certain hacks and searches for weeks now.
He kissed her. “Oh, I know.”
“Why Cavanagh?” she asked.
“Saw it in a newspaper. Can’t even remember who it was talking about, but the guy looked rich, important. The name sounded important.”
She smoothed a hand over his hair. “I like it.”
“I don’t get to use it much.” He stilled. “I’m still not right for you.”
She rolled her eyes. “I say what’s right for me, and it’s you. The next step, you’ll be declaring your undying love for me.”
He smiled and it was sexy as hell. “How about a shower where I lick your pussy until you come on my face, then a big soft bed?” He stroked her jaw. “I didn’t intend to fuck you on the floor.”
“I liked it. Liked that you couldn’t wait.”
He rose with her in his arms, and she held on tight.
Her mouth dropped open. “Jeez, I can barely get myself off the floor, let alone while holding someone else.”
“You barely weigh a thing, pixie.” As she snuggled into him, he headed for the bathroom.
She could get very used to this.
* * *
They hadn’t closedthe curtains the night before, and the early-morning sunshine was in his eyes. Not that he cared, not when Jet’s head was between his legs, and she was sucking his cock.
“Fuck.” Cain bucked his hips up.
He heard her make a choked sound, and he started to pull back. But her fingers dug into his thighs, and she sucked harder. Her eyes met his, her gaze hot.
So damn beautiful. Then his eyes rolled back in his head, and he came. He groaned, his hand clenching in her silky hair. Damn.Damn.
For a second, his vision dimmed, the pleasure so good it hurt.
Jet slid her mouth off his cock with a pop, grinning at him. Her lips were swollen, her hair messy, and her cheeks flushed.
He yanked her up his body, and she let out a squeak, but then melted into him.
She’d given him access to every part of her during the night. To all of her small, curvy body.
He cupped one breast, loving the weight of it. He flicked his fingers over the nipple. She made a humming sound and squirmed.
She’d kept up with him. She’d taken everything he’d given her, and demanded more. Everything had been hot, hard, and almost desperate. She’d held on for dear life, and clearly loved it.
But looking at her, that real beauty, he wanted to give her more. He wanted to worship her.
He kept caressing her breasts, then lowered his head and kissed her. He took his time exploring her mouth.
He knew reality would intrude sooner than he wanted, but he wasn’t rushing this. Not this time.
