Page 21 of Rough Choice

“This happened because of Max. Because he needed to have control over me. Max couldn’t stand the idea that my loyalty was divided between him and you. He was wrong from the start. My loyalty was never divided.”

“What do you mean?”

“It was you. It’s always been you, Eli,” he said sincerely, cupping her face with both hands. “I got lost for a while… trying to have everything. In the end, everything was for you. I want this life together. You and me.”

“In Belize?” she asked with a small smile.

“On the fucking moon if it means we’re together,” he laughed, and she kissed him firmly on the mouth. Taking her by the waist, he jerked her forward so his erection nestled snuggly between her legs. Her moan moved through him, and his tongue pushed inside her mouth to taste her.

“Kye,” she breathed when he moved to kiss her neck just under her ear. “Don’t ever send me away again.”

“I promise,” he whispered in her ear.

“Promise?”

“Yes, I swear it.”

“Good,” she said, sliding a hand between them to grab hold of his cock. He hissed a sharp intake of breath when she squeezed him. “Because if you do, I will hunt you down, and I will cut this off.” He would have assumed she was teasing, but her powerful hold and the ferocity in her eyes led him to believe otherwise. She was entirely serious.

“Cut it off, burn it, and scatter the ashes,” he said, involuntarily grinding against her hand, “it’s all yours anyway.”

“You want me to cut it off?” she asked bemused.

“Not particularly,” he answered, “it has… other uses.”

“Like what?” The way she was looking at him with rounded eyes, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, he lost all thought. Without moving her an inch from his lap, he tore the thin fabric of her panties from her body, and she squealed when he flipped her onto her back.

The heat between their bodies was palpable. Like two magnets, they fused together effortlessly, and when Kye sheathed himself inside her, her soft and wet warmth enveloping him, they moaned simultaneously. Unlike the night before and again that morning, Kye took the dominant position. Despite his aching ribs, the ache in his cock was more urgent.

Eliana’s hands crawled over his back, the knotted welts still prominent on his skin. She’d done her best to be gentle in her touches, delicate and aware of his wounds, but the way he drove into her, she was unable to refrain from clawing at his back. Kye groaned, the mixture of pain and pleasure sending his senses into overdrive.

“God, you feel good,” he growled, sliding in and out of her. Eliana wrapped her legs around his waist and buried her face in his neck. The sheer size of him, strong and towering over her, was a heady and erotic feeling. Though his waist was trim and narrowed, the perfect width for her legs to wrap around, his chest was broad and his powerful thighs, thick from gripping his bike, were strong enough to drive into her relentlessly.

She knew he was holding back. The potential energy that pulsed beneath his skin like ripples on the water. Their first few times together, she could feel it too. His restraint, being gentle with her as her body adjusted. It made her love him even more. Now, perhaps it was because of the limitations his injuries were putting on him, but now she found his withholding almost an insult.

“I’m not going to break,” she said in his ear when she could feel his pace slowing. “Stop holding back.”

“You may not break, but I will,” he said with gritted teeth.

“We can stop…”

“No,” Kye chuckled, “we can’t.” Digging his hips into hers, she gasped and contracted around him. Using her hands to prop up his shoulders, the angle in which he pushed inside her was long and drawn out with each thrust. The muscles in her abs tightened as she rose up to meet him. Kye took both of her wrists and pinned her hands to the bed next to her head.

His lips crashed onto hers as he pressed her firmly into the mattress. The movement of his thrusts slowed considerably, and he drew himself out of her almost completely before sliding back inside. Her moan was throaty and deep and matched his perfectly. Their slow lovemaking burned like embers.

He released one of her hands and slid his between their bodies to press a thumb against her pearl. Without moving a muscle in response, she savored the intense feeling of his firm touch. Combined with his steady withdrawals and penetrations, her body thrummed with pleasure. Kye buried himself inside her, face pressed into her hair, sweat beading on his back, and legs bent between her. Rolling her hips in perfect rhythm with his, their torsos pressed together and tongues intertwining, Kye reached his peak first.

She held him tightly against her as he trembled and shuddered over the edge. He groaned her name while she clenched her walls around him, and moments later Eliana felt herself seizing in ecstasy. He remained inside her until he went soft, and her hands trailed up and down his spine. His breathing became steadier, and his body went limp.

“Kye,” she whispered, and he made a humming noise deep inside. Laughing softly, she gently rolled him off and out of her. He lay stretched on his back, fast asleep. Eliana smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead before tucking the covers around him, resting her head on his shoulder, and joining him in a blissful and contented slumber.

“Why did you change rooms?” Eliana asked. Grier was lounging in the driver’s seat of the large vehicle, feet propped in the open window, sunglasses over his eyes. He pulled them lower on the bridge of his nose to stare at her. “I knocked on your door this morning only to find the room was now rented to a very grumpy Asian man.” She opened the door behind him and tossed her bag into the back.

“As much fun as it was listening to you and Kye have an excessive amount of noisy sex the last two days, I chose a quieter room. One that was on the other side of the motel. I could still hear you.”

“You could not,” Eliana argued as she slammed the door.

“Excessive is a relative term,” Kye chimed in as he approached the vehicle from the other side. “Personally, I could have done with a little more.” He tossed Eliana a wink, and she smiled.