Tied Up, Tied Down (Rough Riders #4)(44)

“Go ahead and cry, baby, I gotcha.”


Skylar didn’t sob, but she allowed him to hold her and settle her, stroke her wherever he wanted. Her arms. Her breasts. Her belly. Up and down her thighs. Her breathing had become erratic, even as she relaxed against him.

Time to make his move.

“Thanks for tellin’ me the truth. You gotta know I wouldn’t ever do what that bastard done to you.”


“Pretend to be someone else? Take something from me? Use me? No offense, but I’ve heard that line before, from every single man who’s been in my life.”


“I ain’t like them.”


“You sure? Would you be here with me if it weren’t for Eliza? Especially since she’s the rare McKay girl child?”


When Kade paused, she assumed it was a guilty pause. “I didn’t think so.”


“You’re wrong, but it don’t change a damn thing.”


“Change what?”


“That I still wanna marry you. I’m gonna keep askin’ until you’re so sick of it that you’ll say yes just to get some peace.”


She smiled slightly. “Not happening, McKay. Once burned, twice shy.”


“We’ll see. I’m not Ted. I’ll never be the man who wants more from you than you’re willin’ to give. But I’d be lyin’ if I told you I didn’t want it all.” He turned her around so he could kiss her full on. He loved the way their mouths fit together, hunger fed sweetness. The kiss changed from slow and easy to hot and heavy.

Kade traced the line of her body from her neck to her knee. His fingers inched up the inside of her thigh until they reached that warm wetness between her legs.

Skylar made a soft moan when his first two fingers pushed inside.

He rocked them in and out in a steady rhythm. She began to undulate and whimper, clenching and unclenching her thighs, kissing him with more force. Kade twisted his wrist so the heel of his hand rested on her clit. As he plunged his fingers in, he pressed on the swollen bit of flesh.

She jerked her mouth away, placing her own hand on top of his. “Move side-to-side.”


Encouraging, that Sky’d become willing to teach him how to satisfy her. “Like this?”


“Yes. Exactly like that. Oh. Don’t stop.” She threw back her head and came on a low, throaty moan.

It was hot as hell, the way she looked, the sounds drifting from her beautiful throat when she let go. The fact she’d let go with him only made him want more of the same.

While Skylar was still tingling from orgasmic aftershocks, Kade reached for a condom and put it on. “Come on.”


He led her to the hallway. Specifically to the antique armoire with a wooden bench seat located above the compartment used for storage. Metal coat hooks decorated the ornately carved top and both sides. What made the piece unique was the full-length mirror along the back.

They stopped in front of the mirror. Once Sky caught sight of her naked reflection, she immediately tensed up and tried to turn around. “What—”


“Ever done it in front of a mirror?”


“No!” She tried to twist away.

“Don’t move.”


“But—”


“That ain’t a request,” he growled, holding her against his body at a sideways angle.

“Watch.” Kade reached for her right hand, and brought it up, placing it behind his neck.

“Look at you. See the way your body curves here?” He trailed his fingers from the outside of her thigh up to her hip. “And here.” He flattened his palm, gradually dragging it up the bend in her waist, his fingers barely brushing her quivering belly.

He stopped at the bottom of her rib cage and moved his lips closer to the arch of her neck. “Look how havin’ your arm lifted like this draws attention to the swell of your breast. One exquisite curve flowin’ from bottom to top, creatin’ this long sexy line. A sexy line just beggin’ for my touch.” His fingertips followed the inside of her biceps up to her elbow. “You have a gorgeous body, Sky. Can’t you see that?”


She shook her head.

“Then look at your face. Your cheeks are flushed, your eyes are bright. Your lips are fuller, a little redder from kissin’ me. See how fast you’re breathin’, makin’ your chest rise and fall so my eyes are drawn to your breasts? See how hard and tight your nipples are, makin’ my mouth water to taste them? If I touch you like this—” he dragged a fingertip from hipbone to hipbone, “—your belly quivers. Makes me crazy, rememberin’ how you quiver when I’m balls deep inside you.”


“Why are you doing this?”


“Because I can.” He zigzagged his tongue up the column of her throat and blew softly on the wetness just to have her trembling in his arms. “Because you are as temptin’ as sin. Because you’re beautiful. Because this is how I see you. In my head. In the dark.

In the flesh. So when I f*ck you every way my sex-addled brain can dream up, you’ll know I wasn’t kiddin’ about how hot you can make me burn.”


She closed her eyes and turned her head to kiss his chin. And his throat. Kade allowed it, sensing her surrender.