Free Protecting His Witness (Red Stone Security Series) by Katie Reus Page A

impressively quick move so that his body was on top of hers, pinning her to the bed once again. This time he was fully awake and aware of what he was doing. And she loved the feel of him on her more than anything. As his mouth and tongue teased hers, he slid one of his hands through her hair until he was cupping her head in a dominating grip that was so familiar it made her chest ache.
    She wasn’t about to stop what was happening between them. Even if it would be better for her in the end, she needed to be with him again, needed to experience everything Vincent had to offer. When he rolled his hips against hers, his hard length pressing against the juncture between her thighs, she moaned into his mouth. She hated that her pajama pants and his boxers were in the way when all she wanted was to feel him sliding deep inside her.
    It had been too damn long since she’d taken real pleasure and she wanted it so badly. But only from him. Only from Vincent.
    Her hands skated over his taut shoulders then down his bare chest. The feel of all that raw power under her fingertips made her entire body shudder and tighten in awareness. It was hard not to be aware of this man. Of everything he made her feel and want.
    “Fuck yeah, touch me everywhere, baby,” he whispered as he tore his mouth from hers. He feathered kisses along her jaw in a slow, sensuous path that made her inner walls tighten with unfulfilled need.
    Following his directive, she slid one of her hands under the waistband of his boxers and fisted his cock. No teasing right now. He pulsed in her hand as she stroked him once. The way he groaned against her ear and shuddered gave her a feeling of such power that she’d only ever experienced with him.
    She loved bringing this man to his knees. Because he could do the same to her so easily. Literally and figuratively.
    Even though she wanted to continue stroking his erection, she wanted him out of his clothes first. She wanted to see exactly what she’d been fantasizing about for so long. Removing her hand, she bunched the material of his boxers at the sides and started shoving them down his hips as he continued kissing her neck and chest. Thankfully he helped getting them the rest of the way off and kicked them away.
    The feel of his lips along her skin was pushing her into sensory overload and suddenly she couldn’t stand it anymore. Reaching for the hem of her tank top, she grabbed it and practically tore it off. For a brief moment, she felt completely exposed. Which seemed stupid since he’d seen her naked not too long ago. But still, it had been years and now they weren’t rushing into this like maniacs. She had time to think about what they were doing and she was very conscious of her body and the fact that she wasn’t twenty-two anymore.
    Vincent had made a protesting sound until he realized what she was doing. Now he knelt in between her spread legs, his cock pulsing upward in such a beautiful display that she had to bite back her moan of need. She couldn’t wait to feel that thickness pushing inside her. Had dreamt about it for way too long.
    Her bottoms were still on, but with her breasts bared to him, he looked almost ravenous. The glint in his gaze sent another wave of hunger rolling through her. Squirming under his intensity, her nipples tightened to almost painful points as he let out a low curse.
    “God, baby, I’ve been fantasizing about this for so long. Too fucking long,” he murmured before bending his head to capture one of her breasts with his mouth. His tongue teased and licked along the underside of her sensitive skin before he found her nipple and sucked. Hard.
    The sharp action made her back arch off the bed and she wrapped her legs around him. Stupid pants were still in the way.
    She wanted to take them off, but wanted to touch him more. Needed it. Craved it. She spread her fingers over his head, savoring the feel of holding him as he flicked his tongue over the tight bud of her nipple. His