Page 77 of Silk Sheets

My wet tongue traced up the valley of her breasts to the crook of her neck and she writhed underneath me.

When my teeth nipped her earlobe her tight little pussy squeezed around my dick and I ached for a release. “Keep going,” I breathed, kissing her ear. “You’re so beautiful, baby,” I pulled back, meeting those caramel eyes that weakened me.

“Yeah?” her hand shot up, cupping and squeezing her breast.

“So fucking perfect,” I let my hand glide up her chest, soaked with sweat and my saliva.

Curling my fingers around her throat I glanced down, and when my eyes caught the recoil of her thighs as she bounced her sweet little cunt on me I fuckingexploded. Balls tight and heavy, strings of my come filled her up and she moaned so loud her voice cracked.

Smashing my lips to hers I swallowed each and every whimper I could pull out of her. Her kiss was greedy as my fingers teased her swollen clit.

“Come for me, pretty girl,” I breathed against her lips and her brows pinched together in blissful pleasure. “Let me feel your pussy flutter around me when you come.”

Without wasting another second her hips bucked and she soaked my dick in her come, panting in ecstasy.

Her forehead fell to my shoulder as she collapsed in my arms with a heaving chest.

Pressing my nose to the side of her head I inhaled, letting the scent of her pheromones settle deep in my core. I wrapped one arm around the low of her back and my free hand held her nape.

“I want to sleep right here in your arms,” she whispered, turning her head to snuggle her face in my neck.

NINETEEN

DAKOTA

It was nearly 3 a.m. when I stood with a pounding head and a fearful heart in front of Kaden’s door.

I lifted my hand to knock but decided otherwise last minute.

The sky rumbled and goosebumps rose on my skin. “Just do it, Dakota.”

I took a deep breath in and shook my head.No, you’re okay. You’ll be perfectly fine. I turned to leave right as the thunder clapped and instead of knocking I burst through his door, shutting it behind me. I pressed my back against the wood with a heaving chest.

His room was dark and I saw his silhouette rise as he lifted himself to see who had entered. It was too dark for either of us to see each other, but I already knew he wasn’t happy. It was almost two in the morning and I had just interrupted his sleep.

The thunder boomed and I couldn’t contain the frightened expression that took over my face. “Please, can I sleep with you!” I blurted out, pressing my back harder against the door. “I promise I’ll be quiet. I won’t make a sound.”

His voice was deeper than usual. “Are you afraid of the thunder?”

I swallowed a lump of fear down my throat. “Yeah…” I nodded.

“Come here,” he said, pulling back his sheets and I rushed over, climbing in next to him.

He pulled my back to his chest, allowing me to lay on his right arm while his left snaked around me. I snuggled into him, feeling comfort in his warmth and he kissed my shoulder.

A sense of relaxation and calmness washed over me.

Feeling safe and protected in his arms wasn’t anything new when it came to him. I always found myself searching for him when I felt threatened or in danger. Like he was the one person who could protect me no matter the circumstances. Like he’d do anything for me.

Soon enough, I drifted into the most comfortable sleep ever.

* * *

I woke up with my head on his warm chest and my leg thrown over both of his. Slowly, I pierced my eyes open with a quiet little yawn.

He kissed the back of my hand, my knuckles then entwined our fingers.

I smiled, watching him run his thumb over the back of my hand.