Tied Up, Tied Down (Rough Riders #4)(51)

The air in the room seemed heavier, thicker with intent. His. Hers. For once, she didn’t fight it. She embraced it. Encouraged it.

“Know something, Mr. McKay?”


“What, Miz Ellison?”


“The truth is, I looked lost and lonely because I was lost and lonely. I missed you.

Even though everyone has been really nice and welcoming, it’s not the same if you’re not with me. Then I really seem like a whiner for feeling that I don’t belong here with these people.”


“You lumpin’ me in with ‘these people’, Sky?”


“No. That’s not what I meant.”


“Then where do I fit in, darlin’?”


Hoping to lighten both their moods, she teased, “You fit in me perfectly.”


“Cheeky woman.” Kade turned his head and kissed her forearm. Then lightning fast, he pinned both wrists above her head with just one of his rough-skinned hands.

She squeaked with surprise. “What are you doing?”


“Enforcin’ a new rule.”


“Is this like the naked rule?”


“Yep. If you touch me, I get to touch you.”


“You are touching me.”


“Not where I wanna be touchin’ you.”


She wet her lips just to watch his eyes flare with desire. “And where would you like to be touching me?”


“Everywhere. But I can get real specific in a helluva hurry.”


“Show me.” She arched into him as he nuzzled her neck. “Please.”


“Goddamn, Sky, I want you so f*ckin’ bad I can’t think beyond hikin’ up your skirt and nailin’ you against this wall.”


Her silent chant of do it, do it, do it throbbed in her blood so loudly she hoped he’d hear it.

Kade breathed in her ear, “I’ve been thinkin’ about last night all damn day. Have you?”


“Uh-huh. It was the hottest sex ever.”


“When I get you home, I’m gonna try my damndest to turn it up a notch or ten.”


His mouth was like liquid fire on her skin. “Kade. I-I don’t want to wait until we get home. I want you now.”


“Thank you, Jesus. I was wonderin’ how fast and sweet I was gonna hafta talk to do this.” He tugged at her skirt until it pooled around her ankles and he crushed his mouth to hers. His hand was between her legs, stroking her through her panties. He broke away momentarily to whisper, “I love the skirts you always wear. Not only do you look sexy as hell, nothin’ like easy access to this hot body I can’t get enough of.” He kissed her again.


Skylar whimpered at the contrasting sensations. His tight grip on her wrists. The feather light touches on her * as he sucked the air from her lungs and common sense from her brain.

Gradually his fingers slipped beneath the elastic and into the slippery wetness. He thrust his fingers inside her and she twisted from his hold.

Her freed hands zeroed in on his belt buckle.

“Guess I’m gonna hafta remind you who’s in charge later.”


“Fine. Whatever. Help me get these damn jeans off—”


Laughing softly, he said, “I love that you’re impatient,” and stripped the denim to the tops of his boots, clamping his hands on her ass. “Wrap your legs around my waist as I lift you up.”


“I’m too heavy—” earned her four sharp smacks on her ass that stung like a bitch.

“Hey!”


“More where that came from if you say shit like that again.”


He hoisted her against the wall. His cock impaled her in one swift movement.

Skylar gasped.

“Ssh.” He kissed her and began to thrust slow and steady.

She wreathed her arms around Kade’s neck and held on.

They moved together, lost in each other, straining closer to that point of no return.

His cock seemed harder, thicker, hotter as he didn’t pull completely out. Made for a very intense intimate connection and one she knew she’d searched her whole life for.

Or did the hurry hurry hurry feeling stem from the chance they might get caught?

Maybe, but sex with Kade had an edge. His hands gripped her butt, pushing, pulling, grinding and the constant contact with her clit sent her spiraling into a short, intense orgasm.

Kade swallowed her cries, never missing a stroke.

When she quit gasping, he put his mouth on her ear. “I love to make you come. It gets me off.” His hips pistoned faster and he groaned against her throat. She felt each hot pulse as his cock emptied inside her. She realized she could feel it because he hadn’t worn a condom.

Ah. So he had noticed her admission she was on the pill. It was just like him not to comment.

Even as Kade was trying to catch his breath, he panted, “Skylar. Marry me.”


She whispered, “No.”


“Worth a shot.”


He smothered her laugh and set her back on her feet. Her underwear was ruined so she used it to wipe up the milky liquid trickling down the inside of her thigh.

Kade’s eyes glittered possessively as he fastened his belt. “Is it chauvinistic to say I like seein’ my seed runnin’ down your leg?”