Page 92 of Blindside Saint


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SLOAN

When the concert is over, he kisses me softly. “Did you have a good time?”

“Yeah,” I say, my ears still ringing. “It was magical.”

The ride back to the hotel is more subdued than the one we took to the venue, but he continues touching me. Nothing sexual, just reassuring me that he’s here. In the elevator, he holds my hand. I cling to his arm, trying to get back some of what we had before I started overthinking, resenting, and being jealous.

He did a nice thing for me. A very nice thing. I’m going to show him how grateful I am. Starting right now.

Because we both have pasts. His past is more sexual than mine; mine is more violent and fucked-up than his.

But neither of them has any bearing on where we are today. Today, we’re together. That has to be enough.

I raise up to my toes and whisper in his ear. “Thank you for tonight.”

He grins down at me. “Tonight isn’t over yet.”

“Oh, I know.” Some of my good mood has returned with the sight of his grin. “You are about to get so lucky.”

“I already am, angel.”

I could sigh, but he’s captured my lips and he’s kissing the color off them as the elevator brings us up to our floor.

I walk in front of him, but before I’m even two steps into the room, he takes me by the wrist and tugs me back to him so he can kiss me again. He puts his hand on my bare back and caresses in small circles as he coaxes me toward the bed. When we get to the stairs, he pulls away and starts to undress.

But I turn, walk to the balcony doors, and fling them open. “Beck, I want to look out at the city while you fuck me.”

He chuckles and shrugs. “Who am I to say no to one of your fantasies?”

“You say that like I’m just chock-full of them.”

“Aren’t you?”

I blush. “Maybe. Maybe not. Only one way to find out.”

I grin and walk back inside, stripping out of my dress before I make it to him. Since I wasn’t wearing anything underneath, I’m immediately naked.

“You’re a little overdressed for what I have in mind,” I warn him.

He smiles as I keep coming toward him. “Fuck, Sloan. You’re the best fantasy I’ve ever had.”

“Yeah? Prove it.”

He wraps his hand around my waist and smiles at me. “Oh, don’t worry, baby girl. I’m going to prove it again and again until you walking tomorrow is completely out of the question .”

Then he kisses me, hand cupping my breast as he keeps me close to him. We break the kiss for just a second so he can tear his shirt off. Then he’s back on me, claiming my mouth with every pass of his tongue.

I flick open his jeans and slide the zipper down, then shove my hands inside. He’s hard and thick and I want to feel him pulsing and throbbing inside of me.

But for now, I’m holding him, stroking his rock-hard cock from the base to the tip before he backs me out to the balcony.

We’re many storeys up in the air, so I’m not worried about anyone seeing us. Although I don’t know that I would mind if they did.

I want to be on display so the worldknowsI’m his.

He kisses me, slow and deep and then tugs his pants down and steps out of them while I’m still stroking him. Even that looks elegant and graceful.

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