Page 29 of Twisted Road


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“Harder,” I pant.

He tugs the T-shirt over my head. Eagerly, I help him. I want to feel as much of his skin against mine as possible. He tangles it up and uses it to tie my wrists. Guess that answers my question about control.

“Choose a safe word, lass.”

“Harley.”

He grins. “Of course, that’s what you would pick.”

The feel of the T-shirt digging into my wrists is electric. A delicious taste of pain contrasting with the indescribable pleasure coursing through my veins.

He takes my nipple between his lips and runs his tongue along the sensitive bud. My breath stutters. Colors explode behind my eyelids.

Heat builds in my stomach, and my legs tremble. Sweat beads on my naked skin. The sounds of our rough breathing and skin against skin filled the room. The pleasure is reaching its crescendo. I moan and arch my back, pushing down hard, taking him further inside of me, desperate for more.

Once again, I’m denied. Caine turns us around so that I’m lying on my stomach. Before I register what’s going on, he’s back inside of me. The new angle is pure bliss.

Caine wraps his hand lightly around my throat. The pressure drives me wild in time with his thrusts. The world falls away as I lose myself to the sensation of him.

As I lose control.

I meet each thrust, crying out in pleasure.

“Come for me,” he commands in a rough voice.

He tightens his hand, and I shatter with a scream. As my walls clench around his cock, he follows me over the edge.

We collapse next to each other on the bed in a sweaty heap. Caine undoes the T-shirt and I stretch my arms.

He rests his head against my chest. I run my fingers through his hair.

“So you’re a little kinky, huh?”

He laughs. His chest rumbles with the sound, and I press closer, loving the vibration. “Apparently so are you.”

I blush, and a nervous laugh escapes my lips. “I had no idea.”

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I wake the next morning feeling sleepy and sated. An arm around my waist tells me I’m not alone. In my periphery I can see Caine draped over my body, holding me close even in his sleep. Sunlight pours in through the window, making his blonde hair shine like a golden halo. The perfect picture of innocence, which is the exact opposite of what he really is.

Carefully, I slip out of his grip, and he reaches for me.

Shit, if I’m not careful, I’m going to catch feelings with him doing things like that.

I run a bath and pour in a generous helping of bath bubbles. I sink in and sigh.

There’s a soft knock on the door before Caine enters. His eyes roam the surface of the water hungrily and I sink further under the bubbles. A blush heating my cheeks.

“I’d ask if you’ve heard of knocking, but you clearly have. It’s the waiting for an answer bit that seems to give you trouble,” I say.

Caine laughs, running a hand through his hair. He’s only wearing sweats, which gives me a generous view of his washboard stomach. The V-shape underneath the ink makes my mouth water.

“I’m not known for my patience, lass.”

I stretch, letting one of my legs rise out from the water, letting that tingle of desire guide my actions. With Caine so close, it’s easy to give in to temptation.

Caine’s eyes track the movement. Those blue depths fill with heat and he stalks toward the edge of the tub.

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