She felt the same way. As if she could never get tired of him. As if she’d want him forever, and that thought terrified her. She’d never imagined a forever with anyone. Not with anyone but…Jinx. Jinx slipped through her mind so often, and he wasn’t the type of person who did forever. She knew that. He’d just told her he loved danger. Told her—
He nibbled on her lower lip.
The sensual bite had her sex heating with hungry desire.
He lifted her up, and her legs wrapped around his hips. He held her with such an easy strength. Raw power.
“Ready to pick up where we left off?” Jinx rasped the words as he pushed her back against the wall.
Where they’d left off…in bed. After an insane orgasm.
“Because it’s been too long for me.” His heavy cock shoved against her. “Too many nights of wanting you and not having you.”
He didn’t mean that, surely. Not like he’d fantasized about her. Or…had he? Because I fantasized so often about him.
“You’d slip into my dreams.” His head lifted. His gaze burned down at her. “Taunting me with what I couldn’t have.”
She could not look away from his bright stare.
“But I have you now, don’t I, Ali? I have you, and you won’t vanish again.”
She didn’t plan to vanish. Her mouth pressed to his neck. Licked.
He shuddered.
She sucked his skin. Felt his racing pulse beneath her mouth.
His body was so hot and hard against her. The jeans did nothing to disguise his heavy arousal.
“You won’t vanish.”
He wasn’t asking a question, but she gave him an answer anyway. “I don’t plan to go anywhere. Except back to bed. With you.”
“Hell, yes.”
He carried her back to the bedroom. Stripped her. Was touching her with such careful control. He licked and kissed and caressed every single inch of her. Her body was hungry and taut and all she wanted was for him to plunge deep into her and send them spiraling into madness. Sweet, sweet madness.
Was that so much to ask? She didn’t think so.
“Jinx!” He was torturing her. Her nipples thrust toward him. Her hips squirmed on the mattress. “Now, Jinx. Now.”
He caught her hips. Lifted her up even as he rolled on the bed. In a flash, he was on his back, and she was straddling his hips.
“Put the condom on me,” he ordered.
Ali grabbed for a condom. She ripped open the foil packet. Reached down for his cock—
His breath hissed out. “Love it when you touch me.”
So she just had to touch more. To stroke. To caress.
“Put on the condom.”
She rolled it over him.
“Ride me, baby.”
Her knees pushed against the mattress on either side of his hips. Her hands pressed to his chest as she lifted up her body, then slowly eased down on him. One inch at a time. There were a whole lot of inches to handle.
And every slow glide had her heart racing faster.
“Don’t fucking tease.”
Was that what she was doing? She didn’t think so. She was taking him. Just slowly.
He thrust hard. Deep. Settled all the way inside and it felt amazing.
A throaty moan slipped from her.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Rough. Savage. “And you are mine.”
She stared at him. “You’re mine.” Only fair, wasn’t it?
Then…as their gazes held, something seemed to break. Control? Was that it? Because suddenly, she was lifting her hips and shoving them down in a frantic rhythm. His hands were clamped around her hips, and he was moving her up and down, up and down, even as he pistoned his hips against her.
There was no slow. There was no careful. Her orgasm slammed into Ali with so much force that everything around her seemed to dim. Everything but Jinx. He was her only focus. His bright eyes were blazing. Staring straight at her. Seeming to stare into her. There was no hiding. No shielding from him. She came so hard that her body quaked.
He kept thrusting while her sex contracted around him. Kept driving deep until she was a limp mass on top of him, then he shot upward. Tumbled her back. Drove even harder into her. Her legs were spread wide, her hands had fallen to the bed, and he took. And took.
When he came, the whole bed seemed to shudder around them.
His hands slammed down on either side of her head as he loomed over her. His eyes were lit with an emotion that she couldn’t quite name.
After that explosive pleasure, she’d expected him to appear sated.
He didn’t. If anything, he looked hungry for more.
“A thousand damn times more,” he gritted out. “Always.” Then he took her mouth again.
***
Sunlight crept through the blinds. Ali cracked open one eye. She didn’t even remember when she’d fallen asleep. The night had been…busy.
Each time that she’d thought they were done, Jinx had reached for her again. She’d reached back for him just as eagerly.
Her head turned. His arm was still around her. Thrown over her stomach and his fingers curled to her side. Holding her, even though she’d assured him that she had no plans to disappear.
Not this time.
For a moment, she studied him. His dark hair was tousled, and his long, thick lashes covered the brilliance of his eyes. Stubble slid over his jaw, and the stubble just made him look all the sexier. The sheets and bedding were shoved down to his hips, and as her gaze slid down over him…
Someone sure looks good in the morning.
No, actually, he always looked good.
Carefully, she lifted his hand, his arm, and shimmied from beneath his hold. She slid off the bed and darted for a nearby chair. He’d put a robe for her on the back of that chair. A lush, white robe that she pulled around her body.
She had plenty of clothes available in the nearby closet. Apparently, Jinx had taken the liberty of picking up some things for her the previous day. He’d assured her that everything was in her size. Workout clothes, jeans, shirts, underwear, even shoes—the man had covered everything.
She could have just brought along her own clothes, if he’d told her of his plans. Not that she was gonna turn away the new gear. He’d dropped his little bombshell about having everything she needed at one of the, ah, temporary resting points they’d had during the night.
“You are adorable when you tiptoe in the mornings.”
She spun around. “You’re awake.”
“Um. Was awake the moment you touched my hand and tried to flee from my bed.”
“I wasn’t fleeing.” Her hands shoved into the robe’s pockets. “I was being considerate. Thoughtful. Letting you sleep.” Now her lips pursed. “After your big night, I thought you might need to rest.”
He sat up. Laughed.
His rich laugh sent a surge of heat through her. Down, girl. After last night, she should have been sated.
Except…
I want a thousand more, too.
“I-I was going for a run.” The words rushed out of her. “You mentioned that I had workout gear here, so I thought I’d get dressed and do my morning exercise.”
His eyes narrowed.
“I always start each day with a run. Helps me clear my head.”
He rose from the bed. Wow. Hello, morning woo—