air and I had a twinge of conscience. “I was pretty stressed.”
“I wish I could have helped.”
“That’s okay. Ash took care of things.”
“I heard.”
I didn’t miss the flash of jealousy in his gaze and warmth spread through me. “He thinks Esther’s off having a wild, passionate affair and that I’m freaking for nothing.”
He nodded. “It’s possible.”
I shook my head. “She wouldn’t just disappear like that.”
“Maybe. Maybe not. But worrying over it won’t help one way or the other. Wait and see what Ash turns up. Then you can freak.”
“He said it would be at least twenty-four hoursbefore he knows more. I don’t think I can wait that long.”
He grinned. “I can think of a way to pass the time.” His expression grew serious and his eyes blazed bright and fierce. “I really missed you.”
A smiled played at my lips. “I missed you, too.” I pressed my body against his. “And I missed this.”
“Ditto.” He pressed his thigh between my legs and rubbed against my slit. Sensation bolted through me and my entire body shook.
His lips captured mine again and his tongue plunged deep. His pulse beat echoed in my head, keeping time with the frantic ba-bom-ba-bom-ba-bom of my own.
I clutched at his shoulders and opened myself to him, but he held back. Instead, he teased and stirred until I just knew I was going to lose my mind.
I exerted a little BV strength, rolled him over and straddled him. My gaze locked with his as I slid down his hard, hot length. He throbbed deep inside me and pure ecstasy gripped me. Every nerve in my body started to buzz. To want. Suddenly I couldn’t feel him deep enough. Fast enough. I rode him hard then. Taking and giving and … there. Right… there.
My orgasm was fierce, slamming over me, picking me up, shaking me around. Until I stopped thinking and worrying and I simply felt. Ty inside of me. Surrounding me.
My body bucked and my head fell back. He pulled me down to him then, his hips lifting as he caught my nipple with his mouth. He sank his teeth deep and started to drink, and I plunged over the edge.
I gripped his head and held him to me as the convulsions ripped through my body. One after the other. Each more fierce than the last. My body sucked at his cock the way his mouth drew on my nipple and it went beyond anything I’d ever felt.
My own hunger stirred then, gripping and twisting until I felt my fangs against my tongue. The urge hit me then and I couldn’t help myself. I gripped his hair and pulled him up until we were face-to-face.
I kissed him then, tasting my blood on his tongue. It was warm and sweet and the hunger roared inside of me.
Now. The deep command echoed in my head and the next thing I knew, his head was tilted back and my mouth was on his neck. His blood pulsed past my lips, drenched my tongue and slid down my throat.
Sweet.
Succulent.
He gripped my hips and came then. His body shook and a growl vibrated in my ears.
I drank a few more seconds while he bucked and trembled. I released his neck, licked my lips and melted against him. He held me tight then, not moving or speaking. Just holding.
At that moment I stopped wondering if he loved me. I felt it. Deep in my heart. My soul.
Unfortunately, the feeling lasted all of an hour.
All too soon, Ty crawled out of bed, pulled on his clothes and left without one word (a kiss on the lips does not count).
Luckily, I was half-asleep and so relaxed that I didn’t fly out of bed and open up a can of whoop ass on him. Or worse, morph into a blubbering idiot and blurt out how much I loved and adored and worshipped him.
Wait a sec. Did I just say worship ?
Press rewind and forget that last one. I might be a sucker for love, but I so wasn’t a sappy idiot.
Anyhow, back to blurting out my love and adoration.
Not happening. At least not until I was absolutely, positively sure that he felt the same way.
Of course, I wasn’t worrying about any of that right now. Or