Page 49 of Deking at Love
“Yeah,” was all he could muster.That and the thought that he had never felt this way with anyone else, nor would he ever.This second epiphany took him by storm.
He had to stake his claim and make her his.For good.
Sam awoke wrapped around Angie’s small frame as though he clung to a body pillow.The smell of her skin, her sheets, and their mingled bodies hung in the air, reminding him where he was.Drawing in a lungful, he lifted his head and looked around.The room was dark, and so was the world beyond her curtains.His stomach rumbled with hunger.
Angie stirred and rolled toward him with a sweet little moan, her voice so muzzy he barely understood her.“What time is it?”
He kissed her head.“Don’t know yet, but I’m trying to find out.”
When he moved toward the edge of the bed, she shot upright.“Are you leaving?”
“Wasn’t planning to.Do you want me to leave?”Bells rang out alarm in his head, bringing him fully awake.
“No, sorry.”With a sigh, she lay back down and rolled over.
Shit!She probably thinks I’m pulling the same crap I did back then.
He leaned over and kissed her shoulder, her neck.“I’m going to look for something to eat, okay?”She hummed in agreement—at least he thought she did.“Can I get you anything?”
“Chocolate,” she mumbled.
He chuckled.“Chocolate it is.”
He plucked his jeans from the floor and pulled them on, careful not to jostle his ankle.Tiptoeing over her wooden floor, he jerked when it creaked under his weight.Another moan rose from the bed, and he debated crawling back under the covers beside her.If his stirring cock had its way, that’s where it would have pointed him.
“We need sustenance before more playtime, buddy.”
He flipped on the kitchen light and was rummaging around in her fridge when hefelther come into the room.Was it her scent that tipped him off?The force of her presence?He turned, and there she stood, in that satiny robe she’d been wearing when he showed up at her door last night.He had no doubt she wasn’t wearing a stitch underneath it now either.A halo of sex-tousled hair framed her face, and she wore an adorably sleepy smile.Unable to stop himself, he took two strides and reached her, tunneling his fingers through her messy strands.He drew her mouth to his and leaned down.Kissed her until he had her—and himself—panting.His dick roared to life, telling him he didn’t need food.He could eat later.
“I was hungry,” he said like an idiot.“Sorry I woke you up.”
“It’s okay.I usually get up around this time anyway and work out.”
“What time is it?”
“Four thirty.Come on, big boy, let’s feed you.”
“What about the chocolate?And your workout?”
“I’d say I got my workout in already, wouldn’t you?”Wriggling from his hold, she breezed toward the fridge and opened it.“And I need more than chocolate.Eggs?Bacon?”
“Uh …” He came up behind her, now hyperaware of her bare skin under the robe.He snaked an arm across her chest and slid his hand under the fabric, not wasting a second to reach his target.
She clung to his arm and laughed.“I thought you were hungry.”
“I am.Just can’t decide what I want to eat right now.”
She spun in his hold.The robe came apart, and he caught a glimpse of fleshy softness and a rosy-pink peak before she tightened the garment around herself.In an instant, he knew what he wanted to eat.He licked his lips.
Fuck, he was obsessed!He hadn’t wanted a woman like this in … never.
She folded her arms across her chest as if protecting herself from his dirty thoughts.“How about I whip us up some pancakes and bacon?”
“Yeah.Sounds great.”When she turned her back, he adjusted himself and took a chair at her tiny table.“Need any help?”
“Why don’t I handle it while you sit there like a good boy and watch?I have a feeling it’ll go faster that way.”She eyed him seductively over her shoulder, and more filthy ideas sprang into his mind.
They chatted about nothing and everything as dawn broke, and soon the kitchen filled with smells of crisping bacon, pancakes, and warm maple syrup.This was … nice.When she placed a heaping plate in front of him, he attacked the food like a man who hadn’t had a meal in a week, and she broke out in laughter.“Wow!Remind me to make a triple batch next time.”
