Authors: Donna Grant
Skye closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest as her arms wound around his neck. She had no idea how long they stood there before he set the beer down on the desk and held out his hand.
She knew what he was asking. And she knew there was never any other choice for her. She had known the first time she’d looked into his eyes that they would eventually end up at this moment.
Skye put her hand in his as she lifted her head to meet his gaze. The desire reflected in his gorgeous eyes made her catch her breath. He wanted her. And he wanted her to know it.
No one had ever looked at her so...blatantly before. It was exhilarating, thrilling. But there was another emotion reflected there. Deeper, stronger – fiercer even, an emotion that made her grip him tighter to keep standing.
The sexual tension they had been dancing around for days was no longer being ignored. It took center stage. And it was glorious.
Court’s fingers slid into her hair, gently tugging her head back. His mouth was on her exposed neck, kissing a hot trail down to her collarbone while he moved them to the bed.
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He was in heaven. Blissful, delightful heaven.
Court couldn’t stop touching her, learning her. Skye’s skin was as soft as velvet. The more he touched, the more he needed. She was a drug, and after one kiss, he was addicted.
It was everything he could do to keep tight control over the need pounding through him. He wanted to toss her on the bed and cover her body with his, sliding into her until neither knew where one ended and the other began.
But Skye was different.
He wanted their time together to be different.
And God willing, it would serve as a solid foundation for something much more.
Court unbuttoned her shirt while he continued to place small kisses down to her breasts. As soon as the last button gave way, he pushed the shirt open and let his gaze feast upon her royal blue and black bra with leather trim.
It was so sexy, that for a moment, all he could do was stare at the material as his balls tightened.
“Do you like?” she asked, a grin in her voice.
Court nodded without looking up. “Please tell me you have more of these.”
“I do.”
“Thank goodness,” he murmured.
Skye shrugged off the shirt, exposing more of her glorious skin. Court rested his hands on her ribcage and slowly caressed up and around to her back. With a twist of his fingers, he unhooked her bra. The garment sagged as the straps fell from her shoulders.
His gaze met hers then. There was no shyness, no caution. Passion shown brightly in her dark gaze. He loved a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t embarrassed about it.
It made his own desire burn brighter, hotter. The woman had no idea how she was chipping away at his control. Court had always been able to govern his emotions.
Skye flayed him raw, leaving him bare and unprotected. He should be pushing her away, not pulling her closer. But with her, he wanted her to see all that he was – as well as all that he yearned for.
He refused to allow the walls that he usually erected between him and his lovers to come up. Skye was the kind of woman who would stand beside him, facing whatever the world decided to throw at him.
Those kinds of women were hard to come by, and Court wasn’t going to let her slip through his fingers. He was going to do everything in his power to make her fall for him as he had already fallen for her.
Was it love?
If it wasn’t, it was damn sure close. He might have cared for other women before, but there had never been one who brought out his protective instincts like Skye.
It wasn’t just because she put herself in danger. It was the woman herself. There wasn’t a part of her he wasn’t completely infatuated with – including her stubbornness.
Court’s hands shook when she removed the bra. He dropped his gaze back to her breasts. Unable to resist a moment longer, he cupped the globes, letting the weight of them sink into his memory.
Against his palm, her nipples hardened. The pulse at her neck was erratic, her chest rising and falling rapidly. He massaged her breasts before letting his thumbs circle her nipples until her eyes rolled back in her head.
Court smiled as he watched her. Her obvious pleasure only spiked his own. His cock ached to be free of his jeans.
He wrapped an arm around her waist as he dropped to his knees. Then he clamped his mouth around a turgid nipple and suckled it deep in his mouth.
Her answering moan was just what he needed to hear. He moved from one breast to the other. Her hands were in his hair, holding him close.
Court unbuttoned her jeans and then lowered the zipper. He slid his hands into the waist at her hips and pushed the denim down. His cock twitched as his hands traveled down one shapely leg and then the other.
When the pants were bunched at her ankles, he lifted each of her legs in turn to step out of them. With one swipe, he shoved them across the floor.
Court kissed first one hip then the other, smiling as he did when he saw the same blue with black leather trim. The woman was going to kill him with her seductive underwear.
But he loved every moment of it.
He looked up at Skye to find her watching him.
She ran her fingers through his hair. “I’ve dreamt of this moment. I knew it would be amazing, but I didn’t realize how much.”
“You’ve not seen anything, yet,” Court said as he stood.
He was about to lift her to lay her on the bed when Skye pulled his shirt up. Court raised his arms and helped her remove it.
Somehow he stood still while her hands roamed over his chest, arms, and stomach. Everywhere she touched burned hotter, his desire increasing at a rapid rate.
Skye didn’t want a single moment to pass by that she didn’t remember. She touched his skin, amazed at how warm he was. He stood unmoving and let her touch every inch of his upper body. She had no idea how long she stood there before she realized his hands were fisted at his sides and his eyes were closed.
She paused, her gaze fastened to his face.
His eyes snapped open, and that’s when she saw how he fought to remain immobile for her. Skye cupped his face with one hand.
Then she sat on the edge of the bed and reached for the waist of his jeans. She unfastened them and pushed them down. The jeans dropped to his ankles, and Court kicked out of them.
His arms were suddenly around her as he laid her back on the bed, kissing her as if there were no tomorrow. Skin to skin, they lay together, their bodies aflame with desire.
Skye was breathless when his mouth left hers and found her breasts again. They swelled once more, her nipples aching for his touch.
She opened her legs when he gave them a nudge with his knee. A gasp tore from her when his fingers delved into her sex and found her clit. His touch was light as he teased her swollen nub until she was panting and mindless with need.
He alternated between licking her clit and sinking his fingers deep inside her for a few thrusts. Skye was on the precipice of an orgasm for the longest time. Then it hit her.
Court watched her back arch, her mouth open on a silent scream as her body jerked with her climax. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. And he wanted to see it every day for the rest of his life.
He rose over her, his cock at her entrance. She was so wet he slid in easily. Her eyes opened to look at him as he pushed deeper.
With his teeth clenched, he thrust deeper into her tight sheath that fit him like a glove. He moved slowly, savoring every minute until he was fully seated within, an overwhelming sense of completeness washing over him.
Then he rolled onto his back, taking Skye with him. She smiled as she straddled him and sat up. A second later, she was rocking her hips.
Court hissed in a breath at the amazing feelings rushing through him. There was a slight clatter hitting the windows and he realized it was raining.
Skye moved faster and faster, pulling Court with her. He rolled her nipples between his fingers as she rode him. It wasn’t long before she leaned down, her long curtain of black hair surrounding him.
He gazed into her dark eyes. As they made love, the attraction was strengthening into something much stronger. He could see it reflected in her eyes, and he knew she saw it in his.
Court pulled her down for a kiss and rolled her once more onto her back. Then he rose up on his hands and began to thrust hard and fast.
She gasped and ended the kiss as she clawed the comforter. Her legs wrapped around his waist, urging him faster. He didn’t look away from her as he took them both higher and higher.
He wasn’t ready for it to end when the orgasm claimed Skye once more. The feel of her body clamping around him was too much. He thrust twice more before his climax swept through him.
Emotion, deep and uncharted, filled Court when Skye wrapped her arms around him and simply held on. They lay with their limbs tangled, listening to the rain.
The night had changed him. Suddenly, he understood why Solomon kept his distance from women, because Court wasn’t sure if he could survive losing Skye now.
She was part of his soul, part of his essence.
Part of his heart.
He knew without a doubt that it was love. He had fallen in love and hadn’t even known it until that moment. Love had a way of sneaking up on people that way. It couldn’t have come at a worse time, but it only spurred Court to think of other ways he could keep Skye safe.
Because he would walk through Hell itself if that’s what it took.
Court stared out the window from the bed, watching the water run down the glass. He felt as tall as a giant with the love inside him. But he also felt as helpless as a newborn. It was a frightening situation he found himself in. Not that he would change a minute of it.
“The first thing we need to do when we leave this house is go find you more of that sexy underwear,” Court said, hoping to lighten his own mood.
Skye chuckled. “I had no idea you would like it so much.”
“I should’ve paid more attention when I opened that drawer of yours and tossed everything in a bag. I may have to go back.”
She didn’t laugh again as he had hoped. Instead, she let out a deep breath. “I’m really scared.”
He lifted his head from her chest to look at her. “Don’t be. I won’t let anyone get you.”
“Things happen.” She smiled sadly, her dark eyes holding a frown. “Accidents happen.”
“Not to you. Not with me.”
She laid her palm on the side of his face. “I don’t want to freak you out, and I probably shouldn’t say this, but I care deeply about you.”
“I feel the same.” It was on the tip of his tongue to tell her he loved her, but not yet. The time would come soon.
“I’m glad,” she said with a nod, dropping her hand. “I don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow, but no matter what, I want you to know this night has meant the world to me.”
Nothing was going to happen to her. Court refused to let her get hurt. She was his love, the woman he never expected to find.
“I read your article,” he said.
Her eyes widened. “Really? I kept waiting for someone to say something.”
“I knew you would send it in. It was good.”
She glanced down. “I was trying to fix what I did. Not sure I succeeded.”
“It’s a start.” He was proud that she had taken a step back from telling the world where the supernatural lived and what they looked like, to helping people understand the dangers of the unexplained around them. “What did Helen think about it?”
“She changed some of it to make it scarier,” Skye said with a frown. “She wanted me to rewrite it, but I refused. I’m surprised she even ran the article.”
Court propped his head up on an elbow. “You’re talented. You’ll find another job if you need to.”
“I’m talented, huh?” she asked with a smile.
“Extremely.”
Her smile faded as she became serious once more. “I hate that I wrote the article that got me in this mess, but it brought you to my door. That I’m most thankful for.”
“Not nearly as much as me. Whether you know it or not, Skye Parrish, you’ve changed me.”
He took her mouth in another kiss as thunder rumbled around them, desire taking them once more.
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Skye woke to the sound of rain. She was lying on Court’s chest, his arm wrapped around her. She opened her eyes and shifted her head to look at him. A smile formed when she saw his other arm propped behind his head as he watched her.
“Was I snoring?” she asked.
He winked. “A little.”
Skye laughed as she ducked her head. “Great.”
“It was a cute little half-snore.”
“There’s no such thing.”
“There is now.”
He kissed the top of her head, and Skye didn’t think a day could start any better. His arm tightened, drawing her closer.