CHAPTER 37
Kenzie
I knew I was in trouble as soon as his mouth started to devour mine.
I was letting myself sink too deep into Dane.
But I was helpless to resist the allure.
With him, it was all or nothing. Emotions flowed too freely for it to be any other way.
For once in my life, I had to take a risk. I cared about Dane far too much to not take my chance to experience something wonderful.
I moaned against his mouth as he settled me more comfortably on his lap. Everything about him and the situation was erotic. Warm water licked my skin, and Dane was so raw and powerful that I shuddered as he finally released his hold on my mouth and stroked his powerful hand up and down my back.
Every touch was magnified, every emotion so strong that I was collapsing under the weight of feeling so many things at once.
His hard cock was pressing for entry against my core, and I couldn’t wait. Dane must have sensed my impatience, or he felt the same urgency, because he hoisted himself and my body up until we were sitting on the tile beside the tub.
He stretched and snatched up a condom that I assumed he’d laid on the flat surface before he’d gotten in with me.
“Hold onto me,” he demanded.
I wrapped my arms around his body while he expertly rolled on the rubber.
Then, without warning, he was suddenly adjusting my body to take him.
“God, yes,” I moaned against his shoulder.
I needed this.
I needed him.
Being part of Dane was the perfect cure for every bit of loneliness I’d ever experienced, and I’d known that emotion profoundly for most of my life.
“Take what you want, Kenzie.” His lower baritone hummed against my ear. “I’m yours.”
God, I only wished that could be true, but I was going to savor the moment, wallow in the pleasure and safety that I felt when I was with him.
Dane helped me, his fingers biting into my ass as he guided my hips to ride him.
I leaned back so I could see his beautiful, chocolate-brown eyes. The moment our gazes met, everything was more intense. I put my hands on his shoulders as I admitted, “I just want…you.”
“You have me,” he grunted, his eyes flashing fire as our bodies moved together. “You’ll always have me.”
My head fell back, the pleasure of the moment way too intense.
“Don’t,” Dane growled. “Look at me, Kenzie.”
I shook my head, but Dane reached for the back of my head and forced it up until I was looking down at him again.
“See me, Kenzie,” he said in an animalistic, guttural voice.
My heart clenched as I got lost in his gaze. He looked tormented and vulnerable at that moment, and all I wanted to do was soothe him, make him understand that the last thing I wanted was to hurt him.
I kept my stare on him, knowing he could probably see everything in my eyes.
My joy.
My fear.
My insecurities.
And maybe, the intense love that I felt for him.
“I see you,” I finally answered with a hungry moan, my hips rising and falling as I took him inside me over and over again. “Dane, I have to come,” I whimpered. “It’s too much.”
The intense pressure in my belly was beginning to unfurl, and I was coming unglued.
His hand moved down to where our bodies were joined, and his thumb started punishing circles on my clit.
Strong.
Firm.
And so damn stimulating that I felt my orgasm rushing toward me like a perfect storm.
I tightened my legs around his waist, moving harder and faster against him, taking his cock in shorter, stronger, more furious movements.
“Kenzie,” Dane groaned. He was rushing toward his own release.
I tumbled over the edge, but I couldn’t stop looking at his face. He was beautiful to me, his pleasure totally unveiled.
His eyes turned darker, his facial muscles strained.
“Yes,” I screamed. “Come with me.”
“There was never any doubt of that,” he rasped, his eyes still locked with mine.
My nails dug into his shoulders, but he seemed to relish it as my violent climax milked him into an orgasm.
Dane fell back, and I went with him, my body sprawled over him as we both tried to recover our breath.
Goose bumps were forming on my skin, and I was shivering, but I knew my reaction had nothing to do with being cold. The bathroom was warm, and the hot water we’d exited made it even warmer.
“You’re cold,” Dane said, quickly sitting up, getting rid of the condom, and pulling us back into the warm water.
“I’m not cold,” I protested. Not that I minded being back in the jetted tub.
“You’re shivering,” he argued.
“An appropriate reaction after what just happened,” I teased, reaching for my wine at the side of the spa.
I settled beside him, nestled along the side of his body, my head on his shoulder. I took a sip of my wine, willing the drink to calm my body down.
Dane reached for his drink and downed it in one large gulp before placing it back on the tile.
I was grateful for the fact that he’d thought of protection. We’d stopped at a clinic after our outing earlier today, and I’d had an implant inserted in my arm. It would last for years, but since I was in the middle of my cycle, I had to use other protection. Once my period started, which would probably be very soon, I’d be safe.
“I’m glad this shit shakes you up as much as it does me,” he finally answered.
I snorted. “You want me to be a messy puddle on your tile?”
“No. I want you to feel everything as much as I do,” he confessed. “It would suck to be in this all alone.”
“You’re not alone,” I told him.
“Neither are you, Kenzie. Never again,” he stated forcefully.
Nothing good ever lasted for me, but I was comforted by his declaration. “Are we ever going to get out of this tub?” I asked jokingly. “Not that I don’t love it, but I think I’m starting to prune.”
Dane stood up, and I drooled over his powerful body as he said, “Then we’re out of here. I’m ready to take you to bed.”
He held out his hand, and I clasped it. My legs were still weak, and I was grateful that he pulled me out of the tub.
“I have my own bed,” I told him as I waited patiently for him to dry my body. His touch was gentle, and I almost felt…cared for. It was a novel sensation since nobody had ever really taken a caretaker role in my life.
“You’re sleeping with me,” he stated.
I took a towel from the warming rack and started to pat him down once he was done with me.
The moment I was finished, Dane scooped me up and carried me toward his bedroom.
Not that I wanted to, but there would be no escaping Dane tonight.
Luckily, that was just fine with me.