of pain. Lisbeth’s trust in me had somehow developed regardless of everything, her willingness to let go to me proving that I’d been right to leave her this morning with the freedom from an escort, with my trust that she wouldn’t choose to run off again.
This moment was the first time we came together without the masks and armor we usually wore, and it drove my body faster, my cock thrusting inside her as if I could never go deep enough to take everything I wanted.
Her body clenched around mine when I’d pushed her through her first orgasm, her mouth opening on a moan that I swallowed with a kiss.
It wasn’t long before I joined her, my cock driving balls deep as I spilled my release into her body.
Our breath mingling, I pressed my forehead against hers, watched the drops of water that slid down her face as we both came down from the high we’d found.
“Are you better?” she asked, her eyes meeting mine, lids heavy, cheeks red from the blood rushing through her body.
Oddly, I was, my eyes searching hers as my pulse rate slowed, my aggression draining out of me as if the water above us could wash it from my skin.
It was the first time I could remember that I hadn’t needed to fight, hadn’t demanded pain in order to lose the heat of anger inside me.
Staring at her, my body still trapping hers against the tile wall, I felt wonder at the openness of her expression, the peace in her eyes despite knowing what I was capable of doing to her.
“You’re not scared.”
Her brows tugged together. “Of what?”
It was a whispered conversation, soft and subtle. “Me.”
A small shake of her head, a warmth so heady that I felt dizzy in response to it. Lisbeth reached up to brush the hair from my face, her touch gentle, her body still tight to mine.
“I think we’re past that now. At least, I hope we are.”
“I was testing you today.”
I didn’t know why I told her that, couldn’t understand how our battle had ended so suddenly. If was as if both of us realized we were fighting ourselves more than the other person, and we’d both surrendered to the inevitable at the same time.
“I know.” She laughed. “Although I think I failed already.” A lift of her brow. “You might be mad when you speak to Colton.”
My lips twitched at her confession. “You stole Haley, didn’t you?”
She nodded, a shy grin curling her lips.
Laughter shook my chest. “Not even twenty-four hours and you’re already causing trouble.”
“The good kind, I hope.”
Considering I was standing in a very public shower with my naked ass exposed to whoever would be unlucky enough to walk in, I thought her brand of trouble was something all of us would have to get used to.
I gripped her chin, my thumb pulling down her bottom lip as I dipped my head to taste her. She was immediately obedient, so deliciously malleable that I worried I might break this woman eventually.
Speaking against her lips, I felt my cock filling with blood again, my body reacting to her as if it couldn’t get enough.
“I may have to start spanking you for the trouble you cause.”
Blue eyes flashed with heat, the challenge in them driving my pulse into a hard beat once again, but for very different reasons.
“You’ll have to catch me first.”
Quiet laughter spilled out of me, the sound cut off when her hand reached between us to grip my cock.
“Again?” I asked, a shudder running over me when her thumb swept over the head.
“Again.”
It was so simple to lose myself in her. And while I took my time driving us both to another release, I forgot about the problems weighing on me.
I forgot about the threat that loomed like a dark cloud over everything I’d finally found.
It was too bad that threat would be staring us both in the face in the days to come. But for now, I let go to a woman who had always been a focus in my life, to a woman who had changed as much as me.
Lisbeth
“Stay close to me tonight.”
Callan’s amber eyes shot to mine as we walked into the arena through a back entrance, his large hand gripping mine in a steel vise. It didn’t hurt, the way he held me, but I could sense the tension in him, the temper that could be easily pushed to violence with little provocation.