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And then she rolled her hips against him, letting the sweet friction and glide of their two bodies take them both into the dance.
“God, you feel so good. Don’t stop,” he begged.
She kept the pace as she kissed his neck and savored the feel of his hands rubbing her back, over her ass, along her sides, and cupping her breasts, his fingers squeezing her tight nipples. She increased the pace, bringing him up to the edge, then she slowed things down again, drawing it out, enjoying the closeness, the feel of him, the way he held her close, the way he looked as she lavished him with her love.
And then one of those traveling hands found its way between them, a nimble thumb swept circles over and over against her clit as she rose and sank on his hard length, the feeling exquisite, then blindingly fantastic as the pleasure climaxed and he pumped into her again and again, spilling himself, and prolonging the rolling orgasm.
She tried not to fall too heavily on top of him but found she’d lost the strength to hold herself up. She did manage to land on the side opposite his stitches, her face buried in his neck, her lips pressed to the pounding pulse beneath his heated skin.
Neither of them said anything for some time. It took a while to catch their breath.
The popping, crackling fire cut the silence, but it was his steady heartbeat that held her enthralled along with the man himself. “I’m so glad you’re here. I know it hasn’t been that long, but I can’t seem to feel whole when you’re not with me.”
He held her tighter. “I’m not going undercover anymore,” he confessed. “I can’t. I don’t want to be without you either. I want to be me again. I want a life that’s mine. I want you. I want us.”
“I’m yours. And you’re mine.”
“Mason.”
She grinned knowing he’d feel it against his skin. “Mason Gunn.”
He cupped her face and made her rise and look at him. “How did you know my last name?”
“Well, there aren’t many guys named Hawk who own a distillery in Montana.”
He grinned, shook his head, then kissed her. “You cheated and went digging?”
“Can you blame me? You can’t give me clues and not expect me to fall prey to my curiosity. All I did was find Hawk Gunn and Gunn Brothers Distillery, which gave me your last name since you’re cousins, related by your dads. Which you told me, I’ll remind you. But I didn’t follow the family tree, because I wantedyouto give me your name.”
“You have no idea how much I want to.”
It took her a second to comprehend what he was saying. She couldn’t stop the smile that took over her whole face and filled her heart with love and warmth. “You do?”
“More than anything. I’ve waited a long time to find you. I don’t know how long I can wait to have it all.”
“Why waste time when it’s what we both want?”
“I’m going to do it right, Angel, because you deserve all the best of everything I can give you.”
“Bring it on. I’m ready. I’m with you.”
He pulled her in for a soft, sweet kiss, then hugged her close as she settled at his side, hooked her leg over his, and pulled the covers over them.
“Mason?”
“Mmm, I love the way you say my name.” His voice was soft as he began to drift off. “What is it, Angel?”
“Are you going to be okay?” She hadn’t missed the desperate need she sensed in him that he wanted thatlife with her because of all the bad he’d seen on the job. He’d killed someone just a month ago. That had to weigh on his heart. Because he had a good one, and it had to be a heavy burden for him to carry.
“If someone asked me that before I met you, my answer would have beenI don’t know. And inside, I’d have known that I was in deep trouble.” The quiet that came over him told her he was thinking about those dark thoughts.
“And now?”
“I have a lot of really good things to look forward to, including your smile when I wake up in the morning.” He kissed her on the head, his arm tightening around her.
She snuggled in, letting him know she appreciated the sentiment, she’d always be there for him, and she loved him.
Chapter Thirty
