CHAPTER 29
Kenzie
THE PRESENT…
I’d never wanted anything as much as I wanted Dane Walker, and even though it scared the hell out of me, the way I felt about him left no more room for caution.
If I was ever going to trust a man, it was going to be him. Nobody else had ever tempted me to leave my cocoon of self-preservation. But the man who was looking intently down on me at the moment had completely shattered any illusion of being safe.
I had to let him in, and to hell with the consequences.
I lifted my hand to stroke the stubble on his jaw. “I’m not very experienced,” I warned him. “Only once in high school, and it wasn’t very pleasant.”
“I’ll make it more than pleasant,” he said gruffly. “I want you to come so hard you never want another man.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I haven’t wanted anybody. Not really. I never knew what it was like to need someone this badly.”
“It’s more than mutual, baby,” he replied, his dark eyes swirling with emotion as he lowered his head and kissed me.
His forceful embrace was overwhelming, and I had to hang on for the ride.
He plundered.
He explored.
And he definitely conquered me from the moment I opened completely beneath his powerful assault on my senses.
Desperate for more, I wrapped my legs around his flannel-clad hips, straining for the connection I had to have.
He released my mouth, and I tilted my head back as he attacked the sensitive skin on my neck.
“Dane,” I moaned, unable to keep the pleasure from consuming me.
“Keep saying my name,” he growled against my skin. “I want you to know exactly who’s making you come.”
Heat flooded between my thighs, drenching my panties.
I loved his dirty talk, and the intimacy that was flowing between us.
His bare chest moved against mine, turning my nipples into pebbles as they abraded against his red-hot skin.
My short nails dug into his neck, a silent plea for him to give me what I needed.
He moved down and put his scorching mouth on my nipples, one after the other, until I was half out of my mind.
I speared my hands into his hair and yanked. “Please, Dane,” I whimpered.
He reared up between my legs, his hand seeking and finding the material of my panties. There was no time to pull them off delicately. He tore the material with a powerful tug.
“Mine,” he rumbled as his fingers delved into the wetness and warmth of my pulsating core.
“Yes,” I agreed, loving his fierce possessiveness.
His thumb started moving over my clit, a slick motion that zeroed in on where I needed him the most, and relieved some of my restlessness. But it wasn’t enough.
I shoved to push him away, my blood pounding in my veins for me to get him naked.
“Kenzie?” he said in a covetous voice. “What do you want?”
I sat up and grabbed for the ties of his pajama bottoms. “This,” I panted as I yanked on the strings. “I need you.”
Dane was breathing heavy, his chest heaving with every intake of air. “Wait. You’ll get it. Soon.”
“I can’t wait anymore, Dane.”
He stumbled to his feet at the side of the bed, shucking off the flannel bottoms in record time.
He had nothing beneath them, and his cock sprang out of its confinement, heavy and beautiful when it was exposed.
My eyes ate him up, devouring the perfection that was Dane. He was the perfect male specimen in my eyes, and everything inside me that was female ached for the gorgeous, muscular body of the man I’d learned to care so much about.
His eyes appeared to be almost black, their chocolate color deepening as his greedy stare roamed over my form, making me feel taken before he even came back to the bed.
“This isn’t going to go slow,” he warned me in a feral tone. “I have no brakes when it comes to you.”
My belly flip-flopped as I stared at him boldly, then reached out to touch the velvety head of his cock. “I never asked for slow,” I said.
The feel of him was like an aphrodisiac to me. Not that I needed one. Watching Dane in all of his glory was plenty.
I fondled his cock, my desire rising to fever pitch as I glanced at the sculpted V beneath his abdomen that appeared to point right at the large erection I was stroking.
He felt so amazing that I couldn’t stop myself from swiping the bead of moisture from the tip and tasting him.
“Christ, Kenzie!” he growled. “Are you trying to kill me?”
“Only with pleasure,” I answered, my voice unrecognizably seductive.
“Stop, or I’ll put you over my lap and turn that beautiful ass red.”
My heart galloped as I imagined being at Dane’s mercy. “I might like that,” I bantered.
Dane pulled my hand away, and then came back onto the bed, his body pinning me to the mattress. “Be careful what you ask for,” he answered, his breath warm on the side of my face.
“I’m not afraid,” I said. “Any way you touch me would end up turning into pleasure.”
He pulled back and stared down at me, his nostrils flaring as he appeared to be straining to keep himself in check. “Damn right I’d make it your pleasure,” he rasped.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, and then strained up against him. “Now, Dane. I need you.”
The ache inside me was getting painful, and more than I could handle.
“Easy, baby,” he crooned. “Kiss me, Kenzie.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck, and pulled his head down. It was all the encouragement he needed to kiss me like a man possessed.
His hard cock pressed against my core. I was so close to getting what I needed.
I strained up against him again, urging him to fill me as his intoxicating embrace went on and on.
When he finally surged into me with one powerful thrust of his hips, I moaned against his mouth.
Dane was built big, and my internal muscles struggled to accept him. Then the minor pain gave way to a greater sensation of being completely and totally filled.
“Yes,” I moaned as he released my mouth. “Yes, please. Fuck me.”
“You’re so damn tight, sweetheart,” he groaned, his body shuddering as he completely seated himself inside me. “And so fucking hot.”
“That’s all your fault,” I whimpered.
“Jesus, Kenzie. I didn’t realize it could be like this,” he said in a raspy voice filled with molten heat.
I understood. It was perfect. Our bodies burned in tandem as Dane pulled almost out and then thrust in again.
“Oh, God, yes,” I urged him on.
He grasped a huge piece of my hair and pulled my head back until he could ravage the skin on my neck with his teeth and mouth.
My focus narrowed in on his forceful thrusts, feeling nothing except him.
He surged inside me over and over, and all I could do was ride with him.
Deeper and deeper.
Harder and harder.
“More,” I gasped, my short nails clawing at his back.
I was like tinder to his flame, and I was ready to explode into an out of control inferno, a blaze that couldn’t be contained.
“Dane, I can’t take it,” I said in a desperate tone.
“You’ll take it,” he said in an animalistic voice beside my ear. “You’ll take it and then beg for more.”
I knew he was right. I couldn’t get enough. My back arched as the tight coil in my belly began to unfurl and went straight to my core.
My legs tightened around his waist, and his thrusts became short and deep.
Our sweaty bodies slid together in a perfect rhythm that was erotic as hell, and caused each stroke of his cock to slide over my throbbing clit.
I imploded. And then, I began to sob as my climax took over my body until I felt like one big pulsating mess.
My pussy clamped down on his enormous cock, as though it didn’t want to let him go.
I wanted to stretch out the moment, but my orgasm was too strong to be ignored.
“Dane,” I screamed around my sobs.
“Fuck!” he said in a throaty voice. “I can’t hold back.”
“Don’t,” I pleaded as my core rippled around his cock, milking him to orgasm.
The climax hammered me, leaving me drifting in the aftermath.
Dane finally rolled off me, both of us completely spent.
My body was still trembling as he wrapped his arms around me and held me close.
“Don’t cry, sweetheart. Why are you crying?”
They were tears of joy, a relief and happiness I just couldn’t contain.
I clung to him as I answered, “It’s not a bad cry. I’m happy.”
I’d never felt that kind of belonging with somebody, that kind of joy. My emotions had poured across my usual, preset stopping point, and I hadn’t been able to hold them back.
Everything had exploded in a sob fest that I’d never experienced in the past.
I love you, Dane. I love you so much it hurts!
My mind was screaming what my mouth couldn’t utter. So I just clung to him silently as I recovered from the most extraordinary, mind-blowing experience of my entire life.