Desire (Desire, Book 1) - By Missy Johnson Page 0,26

last night.” He murmured in my ear. “You make me so horny. You’re all I’ve thought about since we met.” I clutched onto the arch of his back as he pushed himself further and further into me.

“Oh lord.” I cried. The image of him before me, still fully clothed apart from his undone shirt, and me completely naked was unbelievably arousing. His thrusts became faster and harder as his orgasm heightened. Eventually, he groaned, thrusting himself one final time deep inside of me.

“Wow.” I sighed, falling back, tumbling ungracefully onto the sofa. Devon grinned, shaking his head, breathing heavily.

“Wow is right.” He agreed. “Are you always such a klutz?” His laughter was infectious. He put his hand out to help me up. Instead, I jerked him hand, sending him tumbling on top of me on the sofa.

“Well hello.” He murmured, raising his eyebrows. I moved my legs slightly apart, allowing him to position himself comfortably between them. With one hand resting on the floor, he used to other to tilt my neck. He leaned down and kissed me. My toes curled in anticipation as his lips brushed mine. I gently stroked his back as he worked his kisses up and down my neck.

“You’re so beautiful, Kait.” He whispered, staring at me as if I were some rare beautiful flower he’d never seen before. I loved the feelings he stirred up inside me. “So fucking sexy.” He rested his head on my chest, every now and then his tongue would circle my nipple. I’d giggle, and he’d grin up at me.

“You are one hell of a guy.” I said, kissing his head. “I can’t imagine why you haven’t been snapped up by some pretty girl yet.” I joked. Devon smiled at me. Something in his eyes made me wonder. What, I wasn’t exactly sure. I couldn’t explain or describe what I was suddenly feeling. It was almost as if he was holding something back. I brushed it off, convinced I was being paranoid.

“I had better get back to work.” Lifting his weight off me, he towered over me, admiring his view. “Though I could stay like this for a little longer.” He grinned, glancing down at his erection. I laughed, worming my way out from under him.

“I have to pick the kids up soon.” I smiled, biting my lip to hide my grin.

He got to his feet, shaking his head, amusement in his eyes. “I think I’ll need a shower before I go back to work.”

“Help yourself. The bathroom is through there.” I said, standing up. I pointed down the hall.

“You sure you don’t want to give me a hand?” I raised my eyebrows at his cocky smile as he eyed my naked form suggestively. I laughed, not believing he was ready for more. Talk about stamina!

“Considering the kids will be home soon, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I replied dryly. “Coffee?”

Devon nodded. “I guess I’ll take a coffee instead, then.”

I watched him disappear out of the kitchen. After pouring the now cold coffee Devon had brought with him down the sink, I put the coffee pot on. While it boiled, I dashed down and grabbed my robe. I couldn’t resist a quick peek into the bathroom. My pulse quickened at the sight of him, naked, in the shower, lathered in soap.

“The offer’s still there for you to join me.” I jumped, giggling, not realizing I’d been found out. Dashing out of the room, I ran back to the kitchen, still giggling to myself.

I filled the two cups with coffee.

Did that really just happen?

I couldn’t hide the smile from my face. It had been so long I’d almost forgotten how good sex was, and sex with Devon was on a whole other scale.

I set the cups on the coffee table, and pulled my hair up into a ponytail. I twirled it into a bun, tying it in place with the band. It was just short enough that stray bits of hair found themselves unravelling.

“Coffee.” Devon nodded appreciatively, as he wandered into the living room, only a towel wrapped around his waist. I bit my lip to stop my jaw from hitting the floor. Devon in only a towel…well let’s just say I was ready for round two.

“Aren’t you a good hostess?” He reached for a cookie, brushing away the crumbs that fell over his tanned, chiseled, smooth chest. Sitting beside me, he pulled my leg onto his lap, the hem of my robe falling open in the process. Thank