“I was doing something.”

She yanked his pants down and helped him step from them, along with his boxers.

“Yeah?” Kelly rubbed her cheek along his cock and he hissed but didn’t argue any further. Which was good because she liked where she was and had no plans to let him get her all addled and take over again. Not just yet.

“Go on, then. Swallow it.”

She did nearly choke because the rough, dirty words went straight to her solar plexus and points south.

Dirty talk was new and she liked it.

Enough to comply, taking him as deeply as she could before pulling back and doing it again.

This time it was his hands on her shoulders to keep his feet. That pleased Kelly nearly as much as the power of bringing him so much pleasure.

The muscles in his thighs bunched as he locked his knees and she hummed, delighted.

Vaughan swore under his breath, his fingers on her shoulders tightening until one hand let go, reaching to caress her hair and the side of her face and throat. The heat of him flowed against her cheeks and chest.

Each time she took him as deeply as possible, the coarse hair on his legs brushed her nipples. The slow build of pleasure began to saturate each one of her cells, warming in its wake.

This was connection. Not just a blow job, but the deepest trust she’d felt with him since he’d moved in. The tenderness in his touch rocked her to her foundations.

“Still the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen,” he said quietly and she opened her eyes so she could see his face.

He gasped when she did, the shock of the intensity of that depth of connection seemed to snap into place.

She didn’t have to tell him she understood. That she felt it, too. He could see it in her gaze, she knew.

“So close,” he whispered.

Kelly scored her fingernails up the backs of his calves and gripped the base of his cock with one hand and cupped his balls with the other. He let out a string of curses and then came on a snarl of her name.

Kelly barely had the time to kiss the head before he’d pulled her to her feet and crushed his mouth to hers, taking a kiss that seared her.

“But you mess with the goods, doll, and you gotta pay.”

“Jesus, Pretenders lyrics snarled at me by a naked rock star with ink and piercings. I may have just come.”

He swept her up and tossed her to the bed, falling with her, rolling on top. “May have? Well, we should be sure. For science.”

Her laugh died as he took a nipple between his teeth, flicking his tongue against it hard and fast. Licks of heat flowed through her. He reared up enough to touch her everywhere he could as he moved to the other nipple.

He was going to kill her. At some point she was going to explode into flame and there’d be only ash left.

Which was her last really coherent thought as he shifted down, kissing and licking over her belly, to her hips where he paid attention to her most sensitive spots until she was ready to roll him back over and jump on his cock herself.

“Now, I think we’re ready to conduct our first scientific trial.”

“Get to it!” Kelly was pretty sure she sounded a smidgen panicked.

He laughed as he used his thumbs to spread her open and blew against her pussy right before he began to lick and suck at her clit as he kept her wide with palms that seemed so very big all of a sudden.

White lights shone against her closed eyelids as she came with a very loud moan. He kept at it until she pushed him back, a hand on his head as she shifted up the bed.

She heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper and started, eyes wide as she realized he was already hard and ready.

“A girl could get used to this kind of recovery time.”

He stayed on his knees between her thighs, her back on the bed. Then he grabbed her, pulled her up his thighs, sliding into her while she wrapped her calves around his waist.

In this position he controlled how deep, how hard; he kept the pace as he thrust, settling in.

“Good to know as I have no plans to let you get used to me not being around.”

She hoped so. Now that he was around again, she’d gotten used to him, and not just in bed.

Vaughan took his sweet time, drawing her so very close to climax and then easing back, slowing only to incite her again just a few strokes later.

Then he wet his fingers in his mouth and used them on her clit. With all the teasing it was pretty much all she needed to get that last bit of sensation and spiral into climax, arching her back, holding him close with her legs.

He groaned, grabbing her hips and holding her against him as he rocked deep. Kelly watched his features as orgasm claimed him, felt the pulse of his cock inside her as a few smaller orgasms skittered through her system until he pulled out and fell back to the bed, gasping for air.

He got up, returning just moments later, rolling a cart in that she hadn’t even seen when they’d first come into the room.

“I think we’ve solved the problem of whether or not you came.”

“So smug.” Kelly laughed.

He grinned, kissing her hard. “I am. What man in my position wouldn’t be smug?”

“As long as you keep making me come like that, I agree to your smugness.”

“Not even done yet. We have another hour or two so I say we have some champagne and then go for another round.”

“You have a deal.”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

“DADDY, WILL YOU sing with me?” Maddie asked as she got off the bus the next afternoon.

He took her hand and Kensey’s on the other side as they walked back toward the house.