The light hit me first. There was something soft and warm under me. I opened my eyes and remembered last night. Julie.

Her fucking amazing body doing things to me even while she was asleep. My cock woke up before the rest of me. My hand slid over her hip. Damn.

She sighed and then her eyes fluttered open.

“Oh God.” She looked startled.

I grinned. “Good morning, baby.”

My fingers coasted over her thigh and made a quick dive between her legs. She moaned as her legs spread under my command.

My lips brushed her collarbone and traveled over her skin. Sucking. Biting.

Her nipples were hard and perked. I sucked one into my mouth and she moaned.

Last night was about her. I promised I would take care of her. I also had managed an entire night of not having sex with her. But there was only so much I could take. I needed to know she wanted the rest of it. The entire Kane Hawkins’s package.

And I knew there was more to it. Last night wasn’t just about the foreplay. It was about Hunter. Almost losing that kid brought something out in me I hadn’t been ready to face. A part of myself I had tried to forget.

But when I saw the fear in her eyes. The panic on her face, instinct kicked in. Protection. Strength. I’d do anything on this earth to shield her from that kind of pain. I’d do anything to keep Hunter from it too.

He didn’t deserve to grow up haunted by nightmares that awakened him at two in the morning. He didn’t deserve a past that could ruin his future. I wanted to shield him more than anything.

Because I was him. I was that kid that felt lost and abandoned. Shit. I’d run away so many times my mother couldn’t count them. Neither could I. Looking back I realized now what an ass I had been. But every time she took me back with a hug and a kiss and a plate of warm food. Hunter didn’t have that and it was killing Julie she couldn’t give it to him.

It was a fucked up system when a woman like her couldn’t adopt a kid like Hunter. What the hell was wrong with this world? It was clear to anybody around those two that they belonged together. If I could see it, everyone else saw it.

I’d been the guy who only cared about football. Who was so wrapped up in making the playoffs nothing else mattered. But that guy was hard to find now. All I could think about was Julie and Hunter. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted her to get exactly what she wanted.

I realized sleeping next to her last night the nightmares had stayed away. I was starting to believe she really was an angel.

I pulled her tit between my teeth and she arched her back.

Her hands gripped the back of my head, urging more of her breast in my mouth. Fuck. I didn’t need much assurance. I climbed on top of her.

Her eyes lit to mine. My cock pulsed.

Just one thrust and I’d be deep inside her tight pussy. One nudge and I’d fuck her until we were both breathless. One yes and I’d bury myself into her for the rest of the morning.

I held my cock, lightly rubbing it against her clit. I was immediately drenched in wetness. I grinned at her, feeling the warmth she gave me. I rubbed up and down her slit, spreading the heat between us.

“Do you want this, Julie? Because I’m using every muscle in my body to stay like this right here, right now. I’ll roll away, if you want, but—”

“No, Kane. Don’t you dare.” She bit her lip. “Please.”

“Please what?” I teased.

“Please fuck me,” she whispered.

I groaned, hearing the dirty words form on her kissable lips.

She gasped as I paused in front of her entrance. I pushed slightly, stretching her around me.

I kissed her hard, twisting my tongue against hers.

“Tell me to fuck you hard,” I commanded, staring into her eyes.

Her chest moved with heavy breathes and I felt her nipples graze my chest. That naughty girl from the storeroom was in there too. The angel and the sex vixen were blazing under her skin.

“Fuck me, Hawk. Fuck me.”

I thrust inside her and the world went black with fucking ecstasy as she drew me to her depths. Her heat. Her soul. Nothing had ever felt this good. Nothing had ever felt like fucking Julie. I thrust deeper and harder.

She whimpered, but it only made me want more.

“Fuck,” I growled into her ear.

“More,” she begged. “Just give me more.”