Free Deadly Deception by Kris Norris

name as her body tensed, then broke, her shattered cry drowning out the frantic beating of his heart. He kept moving, claiming her channel over and over until the feeling overwhelmed him and he came, shooting his release deep inside her. His muscles clenched, holding him rigid above her as he emptied himself, feeling as if she’d consumed his very soul.
    Her ragged gasp raked across his jaw and he lowered his head, mixing his breath with hers. Thoughts and words merged into one, and all he could do was lie there, holding her with the intention of never letting go. A warm wash of tears touched his skin, and he eased back just enough to gaze into her eyes. Love and something deeper gleamed back at him, and he smiled as he brushed one side of her cheek.
    “I’m praying these are a result of my mastery in the bedroom, and not because you regret what just happened.”
    She swallowed hard, shaking her head as she nuzzled the palm of his hand. “I’m just…”
    Her words morphed into a sigh, and he nodded. Hell, he felt as raw as she looked and was surprised he had the clarity to remember his own name.
    He dipped down, claiming her mouth in a soft, sensuous kiss. Her fingers teased the back of his neck before shifting down and cupping each side of his face. She held his gaze, baring her soul to him before whispering his name again and kissing his forehead.
    His strength waned and he moved to one side, wondering whether to pull her onto his chest or spoon against her ass when worry creased her brow and she grabbed his arm, holding him close.
    “Please don’t leave.”
    Her voice barely registered, but there was no mistaking the fear laced within it. He furrowed his brow, wondering why she thought he’d want to be anywhere other than beside her in the bed.
    He reached for her, running his fingers through her hair. “I’m not going anywhere tonight. But I should grab a cloth and clean you up before you pass out on me. Okay?”
    She worried her bottom lip for a moment, the unconscious hesitation increasing his concern, before she smiled and released his arm, watching him as he pushed off the bed and sauntered to the bathroom. He glanced back at her as he walked through, making sure she knew he had every intention of returning as promised. He went to the cupboard and opened the door, grabbing a small cloth off the shelf. He glanced in the mirror as he turned on the tap, letting it run until the water felt warm beneath his fingertips. A small mark just above his collarbone drew his attention and he smiled at the hickey marring his skin. Damn, she was feisty.
    He gave the blemish a quick rinse then cleaned his shaft, revelling in the combined scent of their sex as he rinsed the cloth and headed for the door. Her gaze followed him as he moved back to the bed, dipping the mattress with his weight. She didn’t speak as he gently parted her thighs, dabbing the warm material along her cleft, removing the evidence of their torrid lovemaking. Part of him pouted at the act, wanting nothing more than to see his cum dripping from her pussy, showing the world she was his. But the sensible side of him knew she wouldn’t get a restful sleep if he left her sticky and wet. And right now, her comfort was all he could think about.
    He bathed her clit. A subtle shiver shuddered through her, and he couldn’t help but smile in smug victory. Just a hint of his touch and she’d had another small orgasm.
    “You’re dangerous, darling. No wonder Cole wants you as his partner.”
    She snorted. “Cole’s never fucked me against the wall.”
    “And it’s a damn good thing ’cause I’d hate to have to kill the man.”
    She shook her head in feigned annoyance as he climbed over her, trailing his hand up her hip and across her stomach, finally settling it in the soft valley of her breasts. The steady thrum of her heart vibrated his fingertips and he sighed as he snuggled her close, inhaling the scent of floral soap and cocoanut shampoo.
    “Now