Seducing Texas (So not Prince Charming #2)(51)
His lips assault me, and despite his injuries, he slowly tongues me from my chin down my neck and between my breasts. It blazes a trail of fire everywhere his tongue contacts my skin.
“You like that?” he teases.
“You know I do.” I think about my virginal sister, and how I want her to not give into guys like I did. “Shane?”
His tongue slides around one nipple and gives it a tug, spurring a jolt of electricity in my center and racing between my thighs. “Yes, princess.”
“Do you think I’ve slept with too many guys?”
He stops and presses his chest against my breasts begging for his gentle caress. “I don’t care what your past is, Cyn. I only care about our future.”
I’m not exactly the best influence for Willa. “Are you sure?”
He chuckles. “Yes, princess.”
“I’d be happy anywhere you are.” And I know that’s true.
He licks my breast while teething the nipple. It rouses every erogenous spot on my body. “Can we get back to f*cking? I’d say anything to get into your skirt.”
It almost crushes me until I see his teasing expression. I’m normally sensitive, but hell, I’ve had a rough time lately. “So you were making that up? You aren’t going to take me shopping?”
“Cyn, I would’ve done anything when you turned eighteen to get you permanently into my bed. I honestly love you the way you are and all your flaws. I’m just glad you’ve finally can overlook mine.”
“You’re perfect, Shane. I was just blind and stupid. And what flaws do I have?” I don’t know why I feel insecure. I never have before. Is it because I’ve lost so much?
He smiles, and it lights up his beautiful eyes. “Nothing I’d ever worry about. No one’s perfect, princess.”
His tongue continues its journey south, stopping at each hip for a long kiss. I wiggle from the intense sensation tickling my pelvis.
His nose dives into my mound, and he licks the nub, toying with it and firing the sensitive nerves. I squeeze my eyes shut and moan. When he sucks hard on the sensitive skin, I buck into his mouth.
“Do you like?” He messes with me.
“You know it. Don’t stop.” I’m so lucky to have him.
His mouth moves away while I was on the brink of orgasm. “Then I’m going to stop.”
“Please don’t,” I almost cry, my * thumping like a dog’s tail.
Shane finishes kicking off his jeans and boxers, and Secretariat springs free. From the hard planes of his chest and abs to his sculpted arms and legs, he is all male. I will never tire of looking at this man naked. I love the sexy trail of hair leading to his extended cock, and I like that he trims the hair surrounding it. I even like the two-day growth of beard that fully covers his strong jaw.
He doesn’t even wait but pushes inside me, stretching and filling me and reaching for that elusive G-spot. When it hits, my body trembles and my sex squeezes hold of his hard length. I’m so close to nirvana. He thrusts into me, and my on-the-brink orgasm buzzes deep inside me. I come so hard that it feels like it’s splitting me in two.
Shane keeps grinding inside me, buried up to the hilt. My drenched * ekes out another wave of spasms until my body is wiped out. Before Shane, no man had gotten me off, but Shane knows exactly how to set me on fire.
He keeps slamming into me, and my * ramps up for a third time. While it contracts, he releases deep inside of me, but that doesn’t stop him. He keeps going, and my poor * is shaking from the intense pleasure. It feels so good it hurts.
Sweat from his toned body drips onto me. It’s funny how he works up a sweat easily, yet it has to be really humid hot for me to perspire. I love the salty tang of him.
Shane withdraws from me, goes to the bathroom, his cock hanging down his thigh, and returns with a damp towel. He wipes his semen from my butt and * and then hops into bed where his strong arms pull me into him.
“I can’t wait to look at that file you converted,” he says, his nose burying into my long dark hair.
“I want our lives to be simple,” I say, my fingers finding his long cock.
He groans out his pleasure. “If you keep doing that, we’ll go another night without sleep, and I really need mine.”
I kiss him hard, worried about what’s next. Other than the files, why would the men stealing from Shane want me? I don’t have any money, not anymore.
Chapter Shane
I’m a nervous wreck. I don’t trust Juarez and being shot at by an unknown assailant doesn’t help, though I’m pretty sure I hit one of the men shooting at us. According to Timmons though, no blood was found at the scene other than mine, so the only lead is an unmarked Escalade, which are both owned by serious businessmen and drug lords.
I wait for Cyn to roll out of bed, so we can go to work together. I can’t leave her alone.
Willa is Cyn’s weak spot. If anyone wanted to get to Cyn, he’d use Willa, and she can’t carry a gun to school.
On our way into work, Cyn and I drop Willa off at school.
“Why don’t you let me pick you up?” I ask Willa as she gets out of the truck.
Her normally cheery expression appears tainted from yesterday. Killing has changed her. Cyn is stronger than Willa, and killing Loki empowered Cyn. She was my pampered princess but showed her impregnable strength trekking across the Alaskan Interior. Killing Manny seems to have broken Willa.