Pirate's Promise (Sentinels of Savannah #5) - Lisa Kessler Page 0,41
watery end, she’d wanted to spend her last few minutes in his arms.
Dangerous desire bubbled in his heart, and there wasn’t a fucking thing he could do about it. He reached for her hand and laced his fingers with his. “You were never a conquest.” He swallowed the lump in his throat. “You’re a treasure.”
Her gaze wandered over his face, and he wished he could hear her thoughts. Finally, she whispered, “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about being with you, either.”
Her admission had his heart racing. He cupped her cheek. There were a million things he wanted to say, but before he could speak, her lips curved into a tentative smile. “Too bad we’ve got to go ashore soon.”
He nodded and squeezed her hand. “I better get a shower and change before our meeting.”
She looked down at herself and back up at him. “We could conserve water…”
Aw, fuck. This woman turned him on in the best kind of way. He took her hand and walked her to his cabin, only because he was too exhausted to run.
Yes, they still had to plan for the meeting, but first he needed to explore every inch of her body.
They were alive.
And he intended to keep it that way.
Chapter Thirteen
The second they were alone in his cabin, Aura spun around and fused her lips to his, pressing him back against the wall.
He didn’t resist. Instead, his lips curved into a smile as she slipped her hands under his shirt, anxious to feel his skin. She’d never been so hungry, so desperate, for anyone. Maybe it was the near-death experience, or maybe that she knew he’d protect her secrets.
She didn’t take time to analyze it. Right now, she just wanted to feast on pleasure and drink in being alive.
He broke the kiss and tugged his shirt over his head, and hers followed. His fingers splayed wide as he crushed her to his chest, his tongue tangling with hers.
Yes.
This was exactly what she needed.
She worked on opening the button of his jeans while he unhooked her bra. No more barriers between them. He bent his knees and gripped her legs just under her ass, lifting her up. Her breasts pressed against his hot skin as he carried her to the bed and lay over her.
“Too many clothes,” he growled as he stood up, sliding her bra down her arms.
He tossed it over his shoulder and unfastened her jeans. She lifted her hips, helping him tug them off. He dropped them in a heap on the floor before removing his, too, never taking his eyes off her naked flesh.
She reveled in the desire in his eyes.
Being completely naked together was new. His tan line above his ass accentuated how often he must go shirtless. And his rock-hard erection made her ache to touch him. He was all masculine, strong and dangerous, and at the same time, hers.
She blinked at the thought. Their lives would never combine.
But their bodies would.
She whispered, “I need you.”
His eyes sparked as the corner of his mouth quirked up. “I’m not rushing this time.” He came closer and picked up her foot. He stared into her eyes with a possessive glint as he pressed a kiss to her ankle, then dragged his hot lips slowly up her calf to her knee, opening her legs as he made his way up her body.
His whisper teased her skin, sending a delicious ache through her core. “Yer beautiful, Agent Henderson.”
She grinned, shocked at the breathy laugh that escaped her throat. “I think you can call me Aura now.”
“I think I’ll call you dinner.” The stubble on his cheeks scratched at the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. “Seeing you laid out naked on my bed has me famished.”
He was the sexiest man she’d ever seen, and her hips rocked, already aching for release. Watching her face, he ran his finger slowly around her opening.
Aura moaned, “Don’t tease me.”
He grinned, grabbing her ass with both hands as he lifted her to his lips. “No more teasing, love,” he growled as he dipped his head and tasted her.
Her back arched, eyes closed, and every muscle in her body tensed as he feasted on her core.
She grabbed fistfuls of his blanket, moving one leg up over his shoulder, her foot sliding down his back. He moaned into her as his tongue rubbed her hardened nub until it felt so damned good, she wanted to scream.
“Don’t stop!” she cried out, rocking her body against his talented mouth.