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Deacon (Unfinished Hero #4) Page 33
Author: Kristen Ashley

“Okay,” I breathed, deciding to play that game a lot as in, a lot.

And again I was up because he wrapped both arms around me and hauled me up so I was back to his front, impaled on his cock.

God.

Heavenly.

He held me to him and took me that way for a while before he bent again and had me ass in the air and took me that way for a while.

Finally, he pulled out, turned me to my back, shoved my legs up with his hands behind my knees, and mounted me again. He took me that way until I exploded beneath him, tensing against his grip, jerking against his thrusts, and calling his name.

He kept thrusting but he gave me time before he ordered, “Woman, look at me.”

I focused on him over me, still gripping my knees high and wide, still pounding inside me.

“Watch what you do to me,” he grunted.

I could do that. I so could do that.

“Whatever you want, baby.”

Then I gave him what he wanted and watched what I did to him, doing it gleefully. I did this all the way through to when he started bucking between my legs, every beautiful, bunched muscle in his body standing out in gorgeous relief, and his head shot back as he poured himself inside me.

Seconds later, he released my legs and dropped over me, taking only a minimum of his substantial weight into a forearm beside me.

I didn’t mind taking his weight. I liked it.

But, still.

I was peeved.

“No fair,” I said to the ceiling, sounding as annoyed as I was.

I felt his body tense and he lifted his head to look down at me.

He, too, looked peeved.

“Are you shittin’ me?” he asked.

“No,” I snapped, somewhat breathily since he was heavy, but mostly because I was still riding the high of great sex and being with Deacon.

His brows shot together and a few days ago, that would have been more than a little daunting.

Right then, it was not.

“You got my dick in your mouth, the first head I’ve had in seven years, you’re workin’ fuckin’ magic, you stop to have a heartfelt chat, I retaliate, and you think that’s not fair?” he asked.

“That’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about how you keep one-upping me in the happiness stakes.”

His brows shot up at that. “The happiness stakes?”

“I’m supposed to be making you happy, not the other way around.”

The scowl he was delivering faded as he stared at me.

Then he gave me all of his weight, crushing me to the bed when he burst out laughing.

The sound filled the room, filled my senses. The feel shook me and not just physically. Emotionally in ways I knew I’d never forget that feel for my whole life. All of it, the wealth of beauty soaked into my skin, and when it did I knew the man on top of me laughing was it. The one. The world. The man made for me. The man I was going to fall in love with. The only man I’d ever really love.

That was why I’d made my choice.

That was why I would long for him if he’d decided to leave me.

That was what I knew would haunt me. Not wondering how it could have been, knowing I’d lost everything if he didn’t give me the chance to make him laugh just like he was doing.

And there it was again.

Just by laughing, he one-upped me.

“Ugh, you’re one-upping me again,” I announced irately.

He shifted slightly to my side by getting up on a forearm but staying connected to me.

“How’s that?” he asked, still chuckling.

“You have a great laugh,” I answered exasperatedly.

He stopped laughing but kept grinning (more freaking happy!) as he cupped my jaw and dipped his face close. “Cassie, you made me laugh.”

“I couldn’t miss that, Deacon.”

His thumb swept my cheek and he stopped grinning.

“Baby, you made me laugh.”

Oh God.

I stared in his eyes and remembered what he’d said the night before, remembered what he’d communicated the first time I saw him.

Oh God.

He didn’t do that ever.

“Now you’re gonna make me cry,” I informed him, my voice underlining my words.

Humor flickered in his eyes as he muttered, “Jesus, you’re so much of a woman, you’re more woman than any woman I’ve met.”

I started getting peeved again.

“You say that like it’s bad,” I replied sharply.

“Hang on, Cassidy, I’m still adjusting to your last mood swing.”

I glared at him and saw the crinkles by his eyes.

He was teasing.

“Don’t be playful when I’m feeling emotional,” I ordered.

To this, he strangely replied, “You get I’m a badass.”

“Hard to miss, Deacon,” I returned.

“Then don’t tell me when to be playful. Badasses don’t like that shit.”

His words were so ridiculous (though undoubtedly true), I couldn’t stop from grinning.

He caught my grin and requested, “Can we keep this mood for five minutes?”

I shrugged. “Sure.”

“Obliged,” he muttered, the crinkles still radiating from his eyes.

I put my hands to the ridges of his abs and slid them up his chest.

He stroked my cheek and dropped closer.

“You wanna clean up?” he asked quietly.

“Yeah,” I answered quietly too.

“Then shuteye or you wanna sit on my face?”

I blinked.

Then I squirmed.

His gaze heated as he muttered, “Sit on my face.”

“There it is,” I muttered back. “More happy.”

I saw the light in his eyes as he dropped even closer.

“Baby, that pussy on my mouth, your ass in my hands, the noises you make fillin’ the room, knowin’ I get to drive deep in your wet, tight cunt while you’re still moanin’ for me. Then after I give it to you, and you give it to me, I get to bed down with you tucked tight. You don’t think that makes me happy, you’re fuckin’ crazy.”

I squirmed more but this time it wasn’t just a turned-on squirm. It was a turned-on happy squirm.

He felt it and gave me another grin before he gave me another order.

“Go, clean up.”

“Okay, honey.”

He touched his mouth to mine, pulled out, and rolled off.

I rolled the other way and dashed to the bathroom.

I closed the door.

But when I got there, I looked in the mirror and saw my long hair wild, my eyes soft and sated, my skin flushed.

My hair looked sexy like that, even I had to say so.

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