Pirate's Persuasion - Lisa Kessler Page 0,61

again?

Time stretched between them. His thumb caressed her cheek and she nuzzled into his touch. He hadn’t been in her life for very long, but the thought of him walking out that door broke her heart.

He leaned in and kissed her. His tongue swept into her mouth, hungry and needy as his fingers slid through her hair, tightening into a fist. Her pulse responded, racing, yearning to be closer to him. Never in her life did she believe she’d experience this kind of passion and acceptance.

Was this love?

She didn’t know, but whatever it was, she wasn’t going to give it up without a fight.

Chapter Nineteen

Drake pulled her close, hungry for the weight of her body in his arms, a reminder she was real, flesh and blood. His. Passion blotted out his fear. He’d find a way to keep her safe. If she wouldn’t accept a drink from the cup, he had to respect her wishes, but if her sister attacked with magic, he would need an ace up his sleeve. He refused to lose Heather. This woman had lured him from the shadows of his eternal existence back into the light. Into this century. Hell, she got him to stare at a computer screen and play a game.

She’d reminded him how to truly live, to…love.

He couldn’t tolerate the thought of losing her, not now, not ever. And he hoped the drapes were closed because there was no way they were going to make it to the bedroom upstairs this time. Losing himself in her was all that mattered. He wanted to forget where he ended and she began.

Tilting his head, he deepened the kiss and lifted her onto his lap. With her legs straddling his waist, he slid his hands underneath the back of her shirt, holding her tighter as he unhooked her bra.

Her hips rubbed his raging erection, stoking the flames of his hunger for her. She broke the kiss, her gaze locked on his as she unbuttoned his jeans. “Please tell me you have a condom in your pocket.”

He’d almost forgotten. Lifting them both, he slid his fingers into his back pocket and then held up a foil wrapper. Raising a brow he growled, “As you wish.”

She snatched it from his hand with a sexy gleam in her eyes as she lowered his zipper and eased his shaft free. Watching her slide the condom on had him aching for release already. He ran his hands up her soft thighs underneath her skirt until he could knead her cheeks. She kissed him again, her teeth scraping his lower lip as he hooked his thumbs under her thong.

“I’ll buy you a new pair, love,” he whispered as he snapped the thin elastic in two.

He tugged the remnants down her leg and quickly brought her closer. His finger traced her opening, finding her wet and ready. He fused his lips to hers. There was no denying this hunger any longer. He entered her fully and without hesitation, drinking in her moan and growling at the way her fingernails dug into his shoulders.

She sat up and gripped the opening of his shirt. With one tug, buttons clicked on the floor around them. “I’ll buy you a new one, love,” she whispered into his mouth, smiling as she kissed him.

He laughed, flipping her over onto the couch without breaking the kiss. Gods. This was happiness. Right here, with her. He pushed her shirt up, cupping her breasts as he pumped his hips into her. Her cool hands explored his chest, every touch sparking new sensations in his heart, marking his soul. He was hers.

His tongue swirled with hers as his thrusts became more urgent. He moved his hand lower, sliding his fingers between their bodies.

“Come with me,” he gasped against her lips.

His fingers toyed with her in time with the crashing of their hips. He held on, fighting the urge to let go. Not yet. Suddenly her inner muscles clenched tight around him, and he surrendered, exploding deep inside her.

They clung to each other, kissing over and over. He couldn’t get enough of her. He almost couldn’t catch his breath. Breaking the kiss, he stared into her eyes, losing himself in the moment. He wished he could freeze time and stay here forever.

Something scraped across the window and he snapped his head in that direction, breaking the afterglow spell he’d been under. A flash of color. Or so he thought? The window was dark and empty now.

“Wait here.” He got up, sliding the