Page 143 of His Reckoning

I turn toward him. “All right,” I say, “what’s going on with you tonight?”

He looks at me for a long second, and neither of us moves.

Then he shakes his head once. “Nothing.”

I cross my arms. “You went silent the second I mentioned apartments.”

His jaw tightens slightly. “That’s because you’re leaving.”

“Eventually.”

“You didn’t mention that before.”

“I didn’t think it mattered.”

He laughs quietly under his breath. “You’re living in my penthouse.”

“Temporarily.”

Something flashes in his eyes. Frustration, mixed with something deeper. Before I can say anything else, his hand grabs my waist and pulls me toward him.

His mouth crashes into mine instantly. My hands slide into his hair automatically.

“So, this is your coping strategy?” I murmur against his mouth.

“Maybe.”

He lifts me easily and starts walking down the hallway.

“Sawyer—”

“Bedroom.”

I laugh breathlessly. “Very caveman of you.”

“Don’t start.”

The bedroom door shuts behind us. Sawyer doesn’t waste any time, stripping me of my clothes. Before I know it, we are both naked and lying on his comforter.

He positions himself on top of me after he rolls on a condom, then pushes inside of me like he’s trying to outrun whatever’s in his head.

I watch him thoughtfully for a moment, but the pleasure is just too much. My toes curl in when he hits that spot, the one only he seems to know how to find.

With each thrust, I come closer to coming undone.

His hands are on the bed next to my head as he thrusts in a steady rhythm in and out.

He looks down at me.

“Fuck, Kayla.” His deep voice sounds almost pained. “Each time with you only makes me want you more. What the hell is that about?”

I know I’m not supposed to answer. It’s an honest admission, and I completely understand. I feel the same way.

My hands squeeze his biceps as my body begins to tense up.

“That’s it, baby,” he pants. “Come for me. I need to feel your pussy squeeze my cock.”

His words are my final undoing. My body lets go as wave after wave washes over me. Sawyer grunts his own release in a slew of curse words until he falls on top of me.