She shifted so she could look up at him. “That’s not what I said.”
His gaze held hers. “What are you asking me for, Cyn? To share a bed and hold you while you sleep, or more?”
She didn’t hesitate. “All of it. Everything.”
He brushed his hand over her hair. “It doesn’t have to be tonight.”
She sat up and faced him. “After what I’ve been through, whatwewent through at the river, I don’t want to waste precious time. We agreed to be together, so let’sbetogether.”
He hesitated.
She pushed to let him know she really meant it. “Wilde, make love to me.”
One side of his mouth kicked up into a half grin. “Now who’s bossy?”
She rose from the sofa, giving him a good glimpse of her cleavage as she did so.
“That’s so not fair.”
“You want it? Come and get it.” She held her hand out to him.
He took her hand, turned the TV off with the remote, checked to be sure the fire had died down enough to be left unattended and followed her as she turned and walked toward his bedroom.
“Your ass is perfection.”
She gave him a seductive grin over her shoulder. “Yeah? I can’t wait to get my hands on yours.”
Hunt snuggled in close behind her when she stopped at the foot of the bed. He put his hands on her hips, pulling her back and wedging his thick erection in the crevice of her ass. His warm lips pressed to the place where her neck met her shoulder, his tongue sweeping out to taste her as he kissed her there. “Are you sure you’re feeling up to this? You’re not sore or too tired?”
She leaned back into him and rubbed her ass againsthis thick cock. “I’m hurt and tired and sad and angry and the only thing I know for sure right now is that you are the best thing in my life. I want to wrap myself around you and feel you move with me. I want to let everything else slip away until there’s only me and you and this crazy magic between us.” She turned in his arms and stared up at him. “Be with me, Hunt, in this moment we make for ourselves, because who knows if we’ll ever have it again.”
He cupped her face. “I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”
She hooked her hands on his wrists. “It already has. It will again. So let me have you and tonight and however many more moments we can share together.”
“All you want, Cyn. Everything you want. However you want it.” He kissed her soft and sweet and with a promise that this was just the spark. “Give me a second to light the fire. I want to see you.” He kissed her again. Took his time. His lips brushing hers, building that spark into a flame as his tongue swept over hers and he claimed her mouth.
He ended the kiss on a soft groan, released her and moved through the dark room to another beautiful stone fireplace where he lit a match and set it to the already prepared wood and kindling.
Behind him, she pulled the comforter and blankets down on the bed, slipped out of the comfortable maxidress and her bra, climbed onto the soft mattress, wrapped her arms around her bent knees and took in the gorgeous man lit up by the fire. The flames highlighted his dark hair and the scruff along his jaw. He sat on his heels, his jeans pulled taut over well-definedthighs. She’d seen what was under that thermal earlier and wanted to kick herself for not taking advantage. But now she was glad they’d waited a bit longer.
She appreciated that he’d taken the time to set the romantic mood. The fire made the room feel cozy. But the man made her feel safe and wanted in a way she’d never experienced.
“You are without a doubt the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.”
Hunt turned from the fire to look at her sitting in his bed and caught his breath. “Cyn.” Her name came out like a prayer. “It’s not enough to say you’re beautiful. You take my breath away.” He rose and came toward her, pulling his shirt off and letting it drop to the floor. His gaze was hot and focused on her when he pulled off his work boots and socks, undid his jeans and shoved them down his long legs, leaving him standing in only his boxer briefs next to the bed with his hungry gaze devouring every inch of her. His thick erection poked out of the waistband, straining against the constraint. He leaned over and pulled open the drawer by the bed. He rummaged inside, then tossed a packet of condoms on the bed.
She watched it land next to her, then met his gorgeous blue eyes.
“What do you want, Cyn?”
“Everything. All of you.”
Hunt crawled onto the bed as she lay back into the pillows. He softly kissed a particularly bad bruise on her calf and another on her thigh. She’d gotten banged up in the river. “I’ll try to be careful with you, Cyn, but you tell me if I’m hurting you and I’ll make it better.”He planted a kiss on her hip as he moved his way up her body, then his wicked tongue flicked over her tight nipple.
“I’ll come back for this. Right now, I’m desperate to taste you.”
She expected another deep kiss, but the man sat back, slid his hands beneath her knees and pulled her legs up and out so she was completely open to him. He spared a glance for her wrapped leg with the stitches, then slid down, wrapped his arms around her thighs and licked her already wet folds from the bottom to her swollen clit. He took his time, licking and plunging his tongue inside her, tasting her until she lost all control and thrust against his mouth, wanting more and hoping he never stopped. She slid her fingers into his silky dark hair and held him to her as he took her up to the edge, back down again, then back up but never let all that pleasure explode on the orgasm she desperately craved.