pants?”
“The ones that were laying on the floor next to the chair.”
She scrunched her eyebrows and tried to maintain a straight face. “I don’t have a clue. Did you take them with you into the bathroom?”
“They aren’t in the bathroom.”
“I think you should look in the bathroom.” She couldn’t keep a small giggle from sliding out. Damn. Busted.
He raised an eyebrow and grabbed her around the waist again.
“Hey!”
Ignoring her protests, he ran his hand up her bare thigh, hooked his finger in her panties and tore them off.
“Hey! I know your pants aren’t up there!”
He snorted and dropped her on the edge of the bed. She tried to scramble backward, but the skirt of her dress hampered her movements. He knelt beside the bed, pulled her legs forward and draped them over his shoulders. His warm breath tickled her already swollen pussy.
“No, no, no! No more! Caiden!”
His tongue swiped across her clit and she gasped, stiffening in his arms. Still super sensitive from the last orgasm, every touch was magnified a hundred times. He nipped her labia and thrust his tongue deep inside her vagina several times before coming back to her little bud of nerves.
He sucked it into his mouth and pulled.
She shattered, rocking against his face, but he refused to release her clit. She grabbed fistfuls of the bed sheets and moaned. Every neuron fired at once and muscles clenched in her body from head to foot. A scream tore from her throat as another wave of pleasure pushed her even higher. Death by pleasure.
Finally he released her from his mouth. She let her head sink back on the mattress and panted, trying to catch her breath. Her heart thumped hard against her ribs.
“Now, sugar.”
He crossed his arms over his muscled chest. His tattooed shoulder flexed oh-so-sexily. Damn. She loved tattoos. They would have to talk about her getting something to match his. All she had right now was a small rose on her ankle.
“Where are my pants?”
“In the bathroom.” She licked her lips and smiled.
He frowned and waited.
“In the hall.”
She hopped up on shaky legs and returned in a matter of a few second with his pants and underwear over her arm.
“Are you going to steal and hide my clothes again?”
She laid his pants on the bed and sauntered over to the dresser. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”
A deep laugh rolled up from his chest. “At least you’re honest.”
“It was worth it,” she answered, pulling a new pair of panties from the top drawer and slipping into them.
6
Caiden pushed open his mother’s front door and gave Lina a slight shove into the house where he’d grown up with his brothers and sister. She’d been nervous over the past weeks about meeting the rest of his family. They’d stayed mostly to themselves while she recovered and rested, but there wasn’t really a reason to continue with their reclusive ways. Lina was back to normal and he needed to get back to work. Trevor and Harvey couldn’t hold the fort down indefinitely.
He’d been over the moon since she’d agreed to move in with him yesterday and he hadn’t been able to keep his hands off her either. The fiasco with the clothes earlier had only fueled his libido more. The spunky little tart. He loved it.
“Lina! So good of you to finally allow our brother out of the house.” Harvey chuckled and swooped in to give her a quick hug. “We know you had him tied to that big bed of his.”
Bright red color swept across her cheeks. Caiden grinned and shook his head.
“Better him than me,” Lina answered back and laughed.
“Oh,” Harvey exclaimed and met his gaze. “I like her, Caiden.”
“Keep your mitts to yourself,” he answered and smiled.
His brother laughed and walked back into the kitchen where the rest of the family was gathered. The followed quietly, Caiden dropped both their coats on the couch in the living room.
“Caiden! Lina! So good to see you. I thought we’d never get you out
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