Tied Up, Tied Down (Rough Riders #4)(45)

He nuzzled the inside of her arm and gave a love bite on the tender flesh. She yipped and opened her eyes. “Bend over and hold onto the back of the bench.” Sky appeared to be weighing her options, of which she had none. He said, “Do it. Now.”


In a sensuous move that made his cock harder yet, she untangled from him and angled forward, sticking her backside in the air, letting her tits swung free.

He couldn’t take his eyes off the roundness of her ass, the wavering line of her spine, the way her long hair hung past her shoulders. Mostly how her gaze locked on his.

“Tilt your pelvis up. That’s good.” Kade dipped his upper body and licked Sky from her tattoo up to the nape of her neck, layering his chest to her back. He breathed in the sweet scent of her hair. “I’m gonna f*ck you hard and I want you to watch me. Watch me enjoyin’ every damn second of you and your body. Don’t look away.”


Kade snapped upright, latched onto her hips and plunged inside her.

Skylar gasped.

“Like that?”


“Yes. Do it again.”


He withdrew and slammed in. Over and over. Hard and deep. Glorying in the pleasure on her face, feeling the welcoming wetness of her * with each thrust. His legs shook, sweat trickled down the side of his face, but he never once looked away from her passion-darkened eyes.

When she rocked her hips back to meet his thrusts, he said, “Can you come like this?”


“Faster.”


He thrust four times more, prolonging her pleasure and their intimate connection.

“Yes.” She threw her head back and came apart.

He hissed when he felt her * muscles clamping down on him. His last thread of control snapped. A surge of heat flashed and Kade hammered into her, his balls damn near crawled inside his body and his cock jerked as pulse after pulse of hot seed shot out.

When the primal roaring in Kade’s head lessened, he met her gaze.

She murmured, “I’m never gonna look at this mirror the same way again.”


Once again, he was at an utter loss for what to say. Sky deserved some kind of sweetly romantic words, but his brain was lazy, his body sated, and it took every ounce of control for him not to yawn.

Kade smoothed his hands up her back, past her shoulders and curled his hands around hers on the bench. He nestled his face next to hers as they both struggled for breath. He kissed her temple and slipped out of her body, helping her upright. She faced him, twining her arms around his neck. He was dying to know what was going through her mind, but he didn’t ask. He just held onto her and was grateful she hadn’t bolted in a fit of modesty.

A loud screech sounded from the baby monitor in the living room. Immediately Skylar pulled back. “I’d hoped she’d sleep all night.”


“Go on and get her. I’ll get the bottle ready and bring it up.”


“Am I allowed to get dressed?”


“Depends.”


“On?”


“Whether you’re wearin’ silky pajamas?”


“No.”


“Then them eye-poppin’ baby doll ones will do just fine.”


She blinked with surprise. “You like those?”


“Yep.” His fingertip journeyed from the dimple in her chin over the tip of her right nipple to the shallow dent in her navel. “But I like you in no pajamas much better.”


Another loud screech echoed.

“I’m coming.” Without turning around, Skylar said, “You’re staring at my ass again, aren’t you?”


“It’s a damn fine ass.”


“Yeah? I’m gonna kick yours if you don’t get that bottle ready.”


“I’m goin’.” Kade cleaned up in the bathroom and grabbed a pair of sweatpants from the laundry room as he waited for the bottle to heat.

Upstairs, the small lamp in the corner of Skylar’s room was on. She sat against the headboard with Eliza in her arms. He passed her the bottle and climbed next to her on the bed.

“How’s our girl?”


“Surprisingly alert.”


Kade leaned over and grinned at their owl-eyed baby. “Whatcha thinkin’ about?

Wonderin’ what Mama and Daddy have been doin’? Tryin’ to keep us from makin’ a brother or sister for you?”


“Bite your tongue, Kade McKay.”


“What? It’s possible.”


“Not when I’m on the pill and we’ve been using condoms every time.” Immediately, she chattered at Eliza while fussing with her blanket.

So, the little sneak neglected to tell him she was on the pill. Interesting. Her nondisclosure was another layer of control. Being covered on the birth control front opened up a whole new realm of possibilities in teaching Sky about spontaneity.

Kade reached for Eliza’s bare foot poking out of the blanket. “Her toes are so tiny.

Her ears too. She has your cute little turned-up nose.”


“You think so?”


“I’m hopin’ she gets your freckles too. And your laugh. I love your laugh. When she wraps those little fingers around mine, I know I’m the one who’s wrapped around hers.