Raising Kane (Rough Riders #9)(21)

Ginger’s generous mouth curved into a lopsided smile. She reached her arm above her head, stretching like a contented feline. “Wow.”


“How’s the throbbing shoulder?”


Another satisfied sigh escaped. “Completely forgot all about it.”


Kane pressed his mouth to hers, sharing her taste. He wanted to kick off his pants. Feel the tight clasp of her cunt around his cock as he sank into her over and over. But Ginger wasn’t up for sex, especially not the raw, urgent f*cking he had in mind. After several easy, lingering smooches, he forced himself to retreat.


“You need a more comfortable shirt to sleep in.”


She blinked at him with complete confusion. “But. You haven’t… We could… I want to, I mean…”


“As much as I love hearin’ how flustered my kisses make you, Red, the truth is, you’re injured. I probably already took advantage of you.” He grabbed her pants and motioned for her to raise her hips.


Her eyes narrowed, but she let him shimmy the yoga pants up her legs. “Your mouth sucking on my tits until I came and then that same hot mouth sucking on my * until I came? I fail to see how that’s you taking advantage of me, when you didn’t come at all.”


Whoa. Kane hadn’t expected such coarse, common words from the woman with the gigantic vocabulary.


“Shocking, isn’t it? How I prefer dirty-talking to sweet-talking?”


“Maybe some.”


“I can see how hard you are. I could give you a hand job? Shoot. I’m probably not very good with my left hand.”


“Neither am I.”


She laughed softly. “How about if I whisper dirty nothings in your ear while you jack off?”


His dick actually jumped at that sexy visual. “Another time. What shirt you wanna wear?”


“There’s a black tank top on the hamper.”


He snagged it and sat on the edge of the bed. “Up you go.” He unhooked the sling. The shirt came off first, then the bra. Before he covered her with the tank top, he drew a circle around each of her nipples, watching as they puckered into stiff points. He couldn’t resist granting each one an openmouthed kiss.


“You are a tit guy, aren’t you?”


“Yes ma’am.”


“I’ve never gotten off just from a man sucking on my tits. I’ve been close a couple of times, but they’ve always stopped too soon. Too eager to get to the good stuff, I guess.”


“These babies are the good stuff.” Kane cupped the globes in his hands and rubbed his goatee across the tips. “I’ve got plans for these beauties.”


“Like?” Ginger prompted.


Kane locked his gaze go hers. “Like watchin’ them bounce as you’re ridin’ me. Holdin’ onto them as you f*ck me reverse cowgirl. Slidin’ my dick in here until I’m ready to explode—” he dragged his index finger through the center of her cleavage, “—and then comin’ all over your chest, seein’ how those freckles look covered in my seed.”


She swallowed hard.


“Shockin’, ain’t it?” he teased. “How I prefer down and dirty sex to sweet, sweet love making?”


“Not shocking at all, Kane. Just hot as hell. I can’t wait to prove to you that I like it as down and dirty as you do.”


“Always full of surprises, counselor. But tonight, you’re done in.”


Ginger ran her fingers up the length of his fully erect cock and circled her hand around it. “Am I?”


Kane placed his hand over hers, squeezed once and removed her hand from his dick. “Yes.”


“What are you going to do now?”


“Sneak into the bathroom and whack off. Probably twice.”


She smiled cheekily.


And Kane did just that. Thinking of Ginger the entire time.


Chapter Six


Ginger managed to brush her teeth, wash her face and change into a fresh pair of yoga pants all by herself. It took forever, but she had to do it. If for no other reason than to prove to Kane that she was on the mend and she was up for anything tonight.


She’d shuffled to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee when she heard Kane come up behind her.


“Just what do you think you’re doin’?”


His raspy morning voice sent tingles zipping across her nerve receptors. She turned her head and his mouth was right there. Sweet, minty breath drifted from between his parted lips.


“Ah hell, Red, how am I supposed to resist kissin’ you when you look as fresh and pretty as a damn daisy?” He pressed his lips to hers, bestowing the type of gentle, warm kiss lovers shared after a passion-filled night.


She’d barely caught her balance from his sweetness when he scrambled her brain cells with a no-hold-barred-I-want-you-now zealous kiss of intent.


“Why you tremblin’?”


“Just thinking about last night.”


Kane pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. “No regrets?”