Page 26 of Game Over
“The fact that you’re willing to do this only makes you want me more.”
And that alone was reason enough to do anything she asked.
Chapter Nine
By the time Deke slipped back through her door Harper was ready for him. She’d lit the candles, set the massage oil out, turned on the gas fireplace and had their favorite song drifting through the speaker.
She wanted to make tonight as memorable for him as he’d made their first time for her. She knew she should be tied up in knots, questioning what the hell she was doing, moving so quickly, but none of those doubts or reservations crept in. When she was with him, she was all in. The past didn’t exist. Broken promises, shattered hearts, lost dreams, none of it seemed to matter when he had her wrapped up in his arms.
His kiss told her everything she needed to know. She was the only woman he wanted. And that was the only reassurance she needed.
“Wow,” he said, his gaze travelling over the room. “You’ve been busy.”
She smiled, enjoying the dark look of satisfaction in those light blue eyes. “I have. Did you find the monitor?”
He held up the small plastic device in his hand before setting it down on the sofa back table. “We’re good to go.” His smirk was dirty and laced with promise, making the rush she was experiencing travel south.
“Glad to hear it.” They were walking towards each other slowly, anticipation building with each step. “You’re wearing too many clothes, Deke.” He was wearing faded jeans and a tight black t-shirt, showing off those massive inked biceps she was sure she’d be holding on to for leverage later.
“Oh yeah?” He cocked an eyebrow. “Why don’t you fix that?”
“Gladly.”
Her tongue traced her lips slowly as she dragged his t-shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. She sucked in a breath because… damn… she couldn’t help herself. She’d seen him half-naked in his bedroom the other morning, but then his nephew had been a few feet away and she’d had to rein in her libido. Now she was free to unleash it and seeing Deke’s powerful chest brought all of her erotic fantasies about him back to life with a vengeance.
She curled her hand around his neck, bringing his ear down to her lips. “It was you. Always.” Her tongue flicked out before her teeth sank into his lobe. “Every time I slipped between the sheets alone, it was you who got me off.”
A tremble moved through his big body and she had the distinct pleasure of knowing she had the power to bring this badass to his knees. Just where she wanted him. On his knees and pleasuring her the way only he could.
“You like knowing that?”
He growled before cupping her ass in his huge hands. “You know I do.” He lifted her top over her head before his gaze travelled to her full breasts. “It was always you too, Harper.” His eyes were intense, like he was pouring his heart out to her without words.
She believed him, that she’d been the only one for him. He never married. Never got engaged. Never had any kids. It was like he’d been waiting for her to come back to him, just like her heart had been slowly guiding her back. To this place. This man. Her first… and only love.
Before she knew it she was sinking into his kiss, and she didn’t want to come up for air. Her whole body was humming with excitement and anticipation, just like the first time.
He hooked his thumbs in her shorts, guiding them over her thighs so she could step out of them as soon as they hit the floor.
There was so much she wanted to say, so much he needed to hear, but with his mouth exploring hers, she couldn’t find the will to break contact.
He was walking her back toward the bedroom, one hand around her waist, the other on the wall so he wouldn’t lead her astray. The only time he broke the kiss was when his lips travelled to her neck, licking, laving, and kissing her tender flesh.
The heat between her legs was searing her and it was killing her that he was still wearing too many clothes. “I need to feel you,” she whispered, in his ear. “All of you, Deke.”
He groaned in her ear before fisting his free hand in her ear. “You don’t know what you’re doin’ to me right now, girl.”
She pulled back, looking into his eyes. He was baring his soul to her without words. Consuming her with the force of raw, unleashed passion like she’d never seen in the eyes of another man. Only Deke had ever looked at her that way. It was a heady feeling, knowing his hunger for her was no-holds-barred primal.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.” His voice was gruff, like talking was too taxing.
“Just thinking about how much I want this.” Accepting the fact she’d never be intimate with this man again was the hardest thing she’d ever done, but time and distance forced her to.
“Hey.” His voice was laced with concern when he tipped her chin so she was looking him in the eye. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
She could hear the fear creeping into his voice, so she forced herself to be real. “It took me a long time to get over you. I guess there’s a part of me that’s afraid to open up again. I don’t want to get hurt—”
He silenced her with a sensual kiss, gripping the back of her head with one hand and her ass with the other. “I get that I was the stupidest sonofabitch alive to let you go,” he whispered, fiercely. “But I’m not that same dumb, insecure kid anymore, Harper. I know what we’ve got, how special it is, and I wouldn’t let you go for anything. Not this time.”
