Page 116 of Finding Kenna
Without a word, Marshall stood, grabbed her hand, and headed inside so fast, she stumbled after him. But she wasn’t afraid of falling, Marshall would never let her hit the ground.
He didn’t stop until he’d reached the side of their bed. Didn’t speak as he stripped her shirt off her body and pushed her leggings and underwear over her hips. Then he picked her up and threw her onto the mattress as if she weighed nothing more than a feather.
Laughing, Kenna came up on her elbows to watch Marshall take off his own clothes. Within seconds, he was looming over her. They didn’t speak as he settled between her legs, shoving them farther apart before he went down on her.
Kenna gasped, excitement filling her. She and Marshall had made love since that awful night two weeks ago, but Marshall had been extremely careful. And while she loved when he treated her gently, she’d missed this part of him. The bossy, impatient, dominant side that took what he wanted without hesitation or permission.
Kenna’s libido went crazy when he got like this. She moaned as he ate ravenously, as if he couldn’t get enough. He licked, sucked, and finger-fucked her, his mouth closing around her clit. It didn’t take her long to orgasm, and she was still shaking when he rose to his knees, stroking his cock a few times and spreading his own precome down the length. Before long, he’d notched the mushroomed head of his cock to her opening.
“Yes,” she encouraged as he hesitated a fraction of a second.
Then he was inside her once again. She was so wet, so turned on, she took him easily, as if she’d been made just for this man—and she felt like she was.
He fucked her hard and fast, groaning every time he bottomed out inside her. One of his hands moved between them and he flicked her clit with a firm touch. He knew exactly how and where to touch her to make her fly.
And fly she did. Her inner muscles gripped him tightly as she came. Marshall moaned as he fucked her through her orgasm, pushing inside her so deep, Kenna felt a pinch of pain. Then he came. And came. And came. So much, she wasn’t sure he would ever stop.
When he finally opened his eyes and looked at her, she melted at his loving expression.
He fell to his side, holding her ass so she wouldn’t lose his cock, then rolled to his back. This was one of Kenna’s favorite positions. Straddling his waist, his dick deep inside her, and using his chest as a pillow. His hand stayed on her butt, making it clear he was happy right where he was.
He spoke for the first time since bringing her into the room. “I love you, Kenna. I’d live on the moon if you wanted to. I just want you to be safe. And happy.”
“I am,” she reassured him. “I can’t imagine us being anywhere else.”
“All right.”
“All right?” she asked. “We’ll stay here? No more talk about selling and moving to Waikiki?”
Marshall nodded.
“Yay!” Kenna said with a huge smile.
Marshall grinned and shook his head in exasperation.
“You know it’s early, right?” she asked. “Are we going to sleep now?”
His easy grin turned a bit wicked. “A nap, yes. Then you’re gonna suck my cock and I’m gonna eat you out. Then I want to take you from behind, before fucking you face-to-face again.”
“Do I have any say in this?” she teased.
“No.”
But she knew otherwise. He’d never do anything she wasn’t one hundred percent all right with. “Okay. But I want to try reverse cowgirl. You know, on top but facing your feet.”
“Done,” he said without hesitation.
As if she even thought he’d disagree.
She squirmed a bit on top of him and his hand tightened on her ass cheek.
“Stay still,” he told her. “I want to fall asleep inside you.”
Damn, she liked his bossy side.
She clenched around his cock, and felt him twitch.
“No,” he said, slapping her ass gently. “It’s too soon, and I took you hard. You need to recover.”
