Free Have Me by J. Kenner Page A

it seems to burn. “I need to be inside you,” he says.
    “I know,” I say as I rise. “I need it, too.”
    I hold on to his shoulders and put my knees on the love seat on either side of him. With my eyes never leaving his, I position myself, teasing the tip of his cock and then—oh, dear god, yes—impaling myself on him. Deeper and deeper until I feel like I will lose him inside of me, and me inside of him.
    “Christ, Nikki, you feel so good.” His hands cup my breasts as I arch back and we rock together, slow and sensual moments that swirl pleasure around us, as heady as a cocktail.
    “I can never get enough of you,” he says. “I know you so intimately, and yet never stop discovering you.”
    I close my eyes, surrendering myself to the wonder of his touch and the power of his words.
    “There is never a time when I don’t see you and lose myself utterly to you. You’re mystery, Nikki, and you’re truth. Look at me,” he says, and I hear the change of tone in his voice.
    I open my eyes and see the intensity on his face.
    “We’re together now.” His voice is firm and thick with meaning. “Neither of us is alone. We’re one. And whatever you have to face, I will face it with you. Whatever battles you have to fight, I will fight them with you. I will see us through this.”
    I swallow, thinking of how I wanted nothing more than to stay asleep, hiding from whatever new horror awaited me out in the world. Hiding from Damien, too, even as I felt protected in the shadow of his arms. I should have known better. I should have known he would see right through me—and that he wouldn’t let me hide.
    “Do you understand?” he asks.
    “Yes.”
    “Does that bother you?”
    I think about it, then shake my head. “No,” I say truthfully. “It makes me feel safe. I have no more secrets from you.” I’m not entirely sure that Damien can say the same thing. And, yes, there was a time when that would have bothered me, but no more. I will happily spend the rest of my life peeling back the layers of this man.
    He watches my face for a moment, as if trying to convince himself that I am being forthright. Then he nods. “I’m going to have my attorneys deal with this bullshit.”
    “Damien—”
    “No. It’s your lawsuit, and I get that. But you don’t have a litigator on retainer, and I have an entire team. I am not coddling you, but I am helping you.” He cups my chin. “Okay?”
    I glance down to where our bodies intersect, then look up at him with a cocked eyebrow. “You pick the strangest times to have these conversations.”
    “It’s the mark of a good businessman.” The corner of his mouth curves up. “Find your opponent’s weakness and exploit it.”
    I roll my eyes.
    “Okay?” he asks. And because I am not a fool, I nod.
    The truth is, before, I simply wanted to hide. To make it all go away. But Damien has reminded me that I am not alone. More than that, he’s reminded me that I’m stronger than I think.
    Even better, I am stronger with him.
    I want to say all that to him, but instead I simply say, “I love you.”
    He pulls me forward to catch me in a kiss, and I take the opportunity to shimmy a bit on his lap. “What was it you said about how we were going to be landing soon? Maybe I should stay like this for touchdown. Might be interesting.”
    “Maybe you should,” he says, and for a moment, I think he means it.
    Then he pinches my ass. “Then again, that probably violates some FAA regulation. Best not to tempt fate. Besides, I believe Katie’s been keeping dinner warm for us.”
    Again, I’m reminded that she is just past that little door and could come in at any time.
    Once again reading my mind, Damien glances up, silently reminding me of the privacy button. It has ensured that she didn’t come in. But at the same time, my cheeks heat with the certainty that she knows exactly what is going on in here.
    “We are newlyweds, after all,” Damien says. “And to be honest, I