Traction - Dani Rene Page 0,48

thing you’re going to be with me.” His promise warms my chest. Kayden sets down his glass and takes mine. Once they’re out of the way, he grips my hips and pulls me over his lap to straddle him. Warmth settles between my legs when I feel his erection pressing against my core.

Gently, he takes my face in his hands and pulls me closer for a kiss. At first, it’s tentative, but the closer we move, the more his tongue delves into my mouth. My spine tingles with awareness that his hands are trailing down to my shoulders and around my neck.

“Tell me to stop,” he mumbles against my lips. I open my mouth to speak, but then reconsider. I shake my head. “Tell me you don’t want this, and we can go into the kitchen, have lunch, and watch a movie.” He’s giving me an out. A choice to not be doing this, but I don’t want him to stop.

“I want this,” I confirm. “I want you.”

His fingers tug at the string, and my bikini top falls free. He unbinds the knot at my back, and the scrap of material disappears, baring my breasts to his heated gaze.

“Fuck,” Kayden growls. “These,” he says, cupping both mounds, “are fucking perfect.” His mouth catches one nipple, sucking it hard, his teeth grazing the hardened bud, causing a cry of pleasure to tumble from my lips. My body is already boiling, needy, and wet. He turns his attention to the opposite nipple and teases and taunts me with an expert tongue.

Nerves take hold of me. They grip my stomach, taunting me, but I focus on the pleasure. If I don’t, I’ll lose my cool and race from the room. His lips tease their way up my neck, and he claims my mouth once more while his fingers tweak both buds until I’m rolling my hips, arching myself against him.

“You’re utterly breathtaking,” he murmurs, his eyes looking up at me as I sit astride him. The man is pure perfection with every dip and peak of his muscles defined like a map, but he’s calling me breathtaking.

I allow my fingertips to trail along his smooth chest, down to his abs, until I feel the hardness of him pressing against his briefs. When my hand slides along the shaft, a groan of pained pleasure falls free from his parted lips.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” There’s no lie in his words. And I can’t help but smile. I grip him through the wet material, stroking gently as he taunts my breasts. His touch slowly moves down to my hips, and he grasps my ass in his large hands. He squeezes until I’m whimpering against him. And seconds later, the knots on either side of my body are loosened, and I’m naked.

He can’t see into the water, but he doesn’t need to look to find my heat. His fingers slip along the slick flesh, stimulating me with strokes until he finally dips a finger into me.

It doesn’t take him long to suddenly still all movement, and I realize he’s waiting for me to say something. Perhaps for me to stop him if I wanted to.

He opens his mouth to say something, but I shake my head and kiss him. I don’t want him to speak, not just yet. I want to enjoy this for a second before he asks me the question dancing in his eyes.

I don’t know how long my mouth is fused with his, but when I finally break the contact, I smile. “I’ve waited.”

“You’re mine,” he asserts. There’s no doubt in his mind I am most definitely his. And when he takes this private part of me, then I will be only his.

“It’s scary.” My whisper is raspy, and I can tell he knows what I mean without having to say it.

Slowly, Kayden nods. “I’ll be gentle. But here is not the place to do it.” He helps me from the tub, handing me a soft, fluffy towel, and he leads me to his bedroom. The one place I know he said he’s never brought any woman before.

“In here?”

“Of course,” he affirms. “Lie back.” I move quickly, the softness of the comforter against my cool skin making me shiver. Kayden heads to the fireplace built into the dark wall beneath the television in his bedroom and flicks it on.

Moments later, the warmth that bathes the bedroom cocoons me as Kayden grabs a condom from his attached bathroom and sets it