His entire body reacted in elation. His hips automatically rocked against hers and he dragged the tip of his tongue across her mouth. In response, she raked a fingernail across his shoulder before leaning in to graze her teeth across his chin. Her retaliation was totally unexpected yet welcomed. He wanted her to do both again.

“I’ve never gone skin-to-skin with any woman but you. I’m safe, Bryce.” He could feel her heart pounding against his after that proclamation.

“It was the same with me. I never wanted another man that way. I’m safe, Kaegan.”

Her words did something to him. She had ruined him for any other woman and in turn he had ruined her for any other man. “Now that we’ve gotten that cleared up...” he said.

He reached up and eased his hand between her legs, then began stroking her there while holding her gaze captive. He fingered all around her curls and in the wet juices he was stroking into existence. Her aroma was filling his nostrils with such a delicious scent. He was tempted to ease her to the floor and bury his head between her legs.

He decided that would have to come later. He needed to be connected to her in a way he could never connect with another woman. He could tell by the sounds she was making and the heat in the depths of her eyes that his fingers inside her were about to make her come. He wanted to be planted deep inside her when she did. Removing his fingers, he hoisted her body up a little so that her womanly core was right there, near the tip of his shaft. She automatically widened her legs to make the journey easier—they were ready to be skin-to-skin with each other.

Holding firmly to her hips, he began easing inside of her. It was tight, she felt snug, but her wet heat tempted him to keep going and going. He leaned in close, and using the tip of his tongue, he licked the perspiration off her jaw, then groaned out loud as he continued sliding to the hilt. Satisfied there was no way he could go any deeper, he cupped her bottom, tilted her hips slightly and began a slow rhythm, while still locked in her gaze.

He watched her as he began thrusting inside of her and appreciated how the full naked length of him felt inside of her. He could feel her clit quivering on his shaft. He then felt the way her womanly muscles bore down and tightened, his huge erection caught in their grip. They began a mating dance, old as time and more powerful than he’d shared in a long time. Since her.

It seemed every cell in his body erupted with a need that had him thrusting harder and deeper. He then threw back his head when he felt her muscles milking his shaft, trying to pull everything out of him. In time, she would discover that he had a lot to give. It was as if he’d been saving it all for her.