10 Ways to Steal Your Lover by Dee Tenorio Read Free Book Online Page A

       In that single heartbeat, the storm
broke.
             Flattening himself to her, his skin on
fire to feel her across as much of it as possible, he pounded into her. Wild
cries filed the room like the steam, her hold so tight he didn’t know how he
could possibly keep moving. She writhed, clamping him inside and out, but still
he shafted into her.
             The world might have ended, could have
for all he cared, but he couldn’t stop. She came, those delicate muscles of
hers rippling over him, again and again. Blindly, he sought her breast, licking
the hard nipple before wrapping his mouth around it. He sucked hard, which made
her hips buck in response. Changing his attention to the other, he found the
same delightful reaction, only this time she cried out again.
             That was all the invitation he needed.
             Determined now to wring every last drop
of pleasure from her, Kane peeled her legs—one at a time—from around his hips
so he could palm her ass, her knees bending over his elbows. Holding the firm
globes tight and her body as open as it could be, he took full advantage,
driving into her and savoring every stroke. She levered herself forward,
joining their mouths and tangling their tongues, while her pussy clamped around
him again, just about blowing the top of his head.
             He swore virulently in his mind,
desperate to make it last, wanting to feel her around him forever. With each
surge, he lost more of his tenuous control until finally, his vision went white
and pleasure so strong it felt like pain burst through him from head to toe. He
emptied himself into her, his face buried in the crook of her neck, reveling in
the way she held him until the tremors stopped for both of them.
             The water, still hot thanks to the
miracle of hotel water heaters, poured around them, making the only sound apart
from their slowly normalizing breathing. Delilah made no moves to separate from
him and he had no desire to pull away either. Instead she ran her hands up and
down his back, offering comfort of sorts.
             “We’re in a lot of trouble, Kane.”
             “Yeah? Why’s that?” Because nothing could
possibly be bad after making love like that. It took him a second to come up
with another option, one he should have considered as soon as he got up to follow
her into the closet and certainly before he plowed the poor woman against the
shower wall. “Shit, I’m sorry, Del. I didn’t even think about protection—”
             “No, no, that’s not it. I get a regular
depo shot. Craig didn’t want to risk me forgetting a pill.” Her lips turned
sad, but her face still had the glow of a woman well satisfied and her eyes…
Her eyes glittered with regret. “I mean we’re in trouble because no matter how
good we are sexually, we can’t keep doing this until we find out for sure what
happened last night. Even if we want to.”
             She would never know how hard it was to
pull back and drag his brain cells back together enough to think about what she
was saying. There was hope in that “until” and even more in the “even if we
want to”. Because he had every intention of making love to her again. Over and
over again. Every chance he could get.
             But he had to accept her limits or this
would be over before it began.
             “We should probably find some clothes
then. Start retracing our steps. You’re right. We don’t know for sure if you really
married me. That’s something I want to find out as soon as we can.” The sooner
that was settled, the better. Anything else after that would either not matter
or be just details to work out.
             “That’s your priority? Not the money in
the closet? Not how we both ended up with short term blackouts?” She pushed at
his shoulders, making it clear she wanted to separate.
             Snatching a kiss—one she