Indecent Danger (Danger Incorporated #3)(28)

“Travis,” she breathed, trying to catch her breath. “Take me.”

“I intend to do just that. I’m going to make you mine until you can’t remember a time before we made love, before I was deep inside you.”

A rush of moisture flooded her panties and her heart thumped painfully against her ribcage. The deep, dark timbre of his voice promised all manner of pleasure and any doubts that remained in her troublesome brain were shushed into silence. Tonight was about reclaiming what she’d lost so long ago. With the man she adored. The man she trusted more than anyone.


He reached down and swept her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom, his gaze never straying from her own. Setting her gently down on the bed, he crawled up her body until he was hovering above her own, his wide shoulders blocking out the rest of the room.

“I’ve wanted you from the first moment I laid eyes on you,” he growled, leaning down to brush butterfly kisses across her lips, forehead, cheekbones, and finally the hollow below her ear. “Tell me what you want. Tell me what you fantasize about and I’ll make it come true. I want to give you everything you’ve ever wanted.”

Mouth hanging open, Aubrey had no idea what to say. She’d never expected anyone to ask the question. “I–I’m not sure. I don’t know.”

“Do you like it hard and fast or soft and slow? Do you want me to say dirty things in your ear? Do you like to come right away or do you like to wait until you can’t hold back anymore?”

Holy Mary, Mother of God. It all sounded good. Every bit of it. There was no way she could choose.

“Yes.” The word came out as a whisper so she said it again. “Yes.”

His brow knitted but then he smiled. “All of it? I guess we have all night. Just so you know I like a little dirty talk in my ear as well. If you’re taking suggestions.”

Was she? She’d spoken rarely during sex and usually only answered direct questions. She wasn’t sure she could keep up some filthy dialogue about an act she hadn’t done in years. She really didn’t have a clue as to what she was doing and she doubted she could fool him. He had too much experience.

His fingers tangled in her hair and his lips trailed over her jaw and down her neck to where her pulse beat frantically under her skin. He nipped at the sensitive flesh before soothing it with his tongue, and a frantic moan of pleasure escaped from her lips. A rush of arousal ran through her and her body shook with its pure power. She’d never wanted anyone as much as she wanted Travis.

Skilled hands slid under her tank top, leaving a trail of fire everywhere they touched. She expected him to pull it over her head and toss it away but he froze, a frown taking the place of the smile that had been there only moments before.

“Kitten? Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”

Aubrey didn’t know why he was asking at first, but then she felt the pads of his fingers tenderly brush her cheeks before holding them up for her inspection.

Wet.

She was crying and she’d had no idea.

So overwhelmed with emotions and sensation, she’d handled it the only way she knew how. Now he was going to think she was a blubbering mess. She had to explain or he was going to think she’d lost what was left of her sanity.

“I’m okay. I don’t want to stop.”

“You’re crying,” he whispered, his expression bordering on tortured. It was her fault he felt this way. “Am I hurting you?”

She swallowed the lump that had taken up residence in her throat and shook her head. “It’s just been a long time for me and I guess all the emotions became too much. But it’s all good. Really.”

Travis sat back on his haunches, still not looking convinced. “When you say a long time, what does that mean exactly?”

Her fingers worried at the silky sheets, hoping she could find an elegant way to verbalize her pathetic situation.

“It means…it means that I haven’t had sex in a very long time. Like…years.”

“Years,” he repeated carefully. “How many years are we talking about here? A couple?”

Licking her suddenly dry lips, she screwed up her courage one more time. “Almost ten years. Since I was seventeen.” His eyes widened at her confession. “I just haven’t met anyone that I really wanted until now. And well…honestly, I didn’t think I was missing much anyway. If you must know, I don’t think I’m very good at this.”

He knew everything now. She only hoped he wouldn’t turn and leave.





Chapter Fifteen




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Nine years.

Aubrey hadn’t had sex in nine years.

Travis kept repeating the words inside his head but he was having trouble truly understanding their meaning. The warm armful of woman currently lying on his bed and underneath him was the sexiest female he’d ever seen. There was no way in hell she’d kept what had to be droves of horny males at arm’s length for that long.

It was impossible.

Yet she was looking up at him with the most earnest expression. She appeared to be serious.

If she was…why?

Why deny herself the pleasure of lovemaking? It didn’t make any sense.

Was she punishing herself for what she considered poor behavior when she was in high school?