“Thank you.” Because the things he just said about her had made her happy and she wanted him to know it.

He stretched his arms up over his head and got bulgy and sinuous, and it made her a little breathless. He tipped his chin at her. “And thank you for that.”

“What? For what?”

Grinning, he got close enough to kiss her. “For the massage and for the way you just looked at me.”

“Oh. Well. I mean. Look at yourself.”

He rolled her over, pausing to kiss her again. “I’d rather look at you. Though looking at you does affect me.” He rolled his hips, grinding his c**k into her thigh to underline his point.

“Well, thank goodness for that. How else could you f**k me otherwise?”

He nipped her bottom lip. “Damn I love your mouth.”

He leaned across her as he dug around in a drawer in his bedside table and pulled out a shiny foil packet.

“Thank God.” She’d only realized about five minutes before that she might not have any condoms. She was sure they could have figured out something else to do with their time without them, but she was glad they didn’t have to now.

“Since you like being on top, I’m going to stay with that theme.” He flopped onto his back and tore the packet open, rolling it over his totally revived dick.

She hopped over him, adding a little wiggle just to see the way his attention shot straight to her boobs.

Slowly—ever so slowly—she took him into her body. She wanted it hard and fast. Wanted him to maybe even leave a mark. But that first time she knew they were learning one another. Drawing closer and more intimate. It was hot without a doubt. But also tender, which she liked.

He hissed when she had him inside her fully. She sat, letting her body stretch around him. It had been a while and he…well he was pretty talented in the size game.

“Yeah, this is the f**kin’ way to spend a Sunday. Hands down. You’re so hot and tight I’m having to do math to keep this from ending before it even starts.”

She laughed, bending down to kiss him. “I’ll take this over brunch at my grandparents’ any day.”

He growled a little, all protective and stuff, and it sent a shiver of delight through her. No one had growled over her before.

And she found herself on her back, Royal looming over her as he stretched her legs, putting her heels at his shoulders.

“I like that you’re very flexible.”

She wasn’t in a place where she could form too many words. But she sure did like this being-overpowered thing. She liked the way he put her how he wanted, but even though it was a little rough and abrupt, he didn’t hurt her—not in a bad way anyway—as he did.

He was big inside her. Big and thick as he slid in deep over and over. As he thrust, he petted covetous hands all over her skin, every part he could reach.

“I’m torn. I want to come so bad I can feel it in my teeth.” He used those teeth, turning his head to give her ankle a nip. “But this. Caro, this is so good I never want it to end.”

“We can do it again, you know,” she managed to get the words out before he made her writhe once more.

“We can. And we will. I suppose now would be an important time to let you know how much I like sex.”

She tightened herself around him. “Good. I like it too. So get to it.”

He laughed, and slowly but surely, the force and depth of his strokes intensified until her boobs bounced. Not much else, given the way he had her positioned, but it left her open to his touch, which he provided.

He walked up her thigh with his fingers and circled her clit with just the right pressure. Slow but not so slow it frustrated. No, this was a seduction. A tease of what was to come. Of what he’d give her.

As he got closer, he brought her along, playing her body like a sex genius or something. And when she flew apart, arching, her eyes sliding closed as she rode her orgasm, her body tightening and convulsing around his, she heard his muffled curse and knew he was right there with her.

Long moments later he put her back on the mattress gently before disappearing and returning quickly.

He jumped into the bed beside her, pulling her close, and she was too relaxed and swamped with feel-good chemicals to protest at all. She nuzzled his throat, her nose buried there in all that muscle.

“Will you sleep over? I get up early, but then again, I bet you do as well. I’ll even make you breakfast.”

It wasn’t like she had the muscle control to drive a car just then anyway.

“Yeah. I need to be up at five thirty. I like to use the treadmill as I warm up for my day.”

“You can ride me instead.”

Laughing, she flopped onto her back, still in the circle of his arms. “That sounds way more fun.”

Chapter Ten

“You should come out to my place tonight after work.”

“I should?” She smiled even though he wouldn’t be able to see her expression over the phone.

“You totally should. I’ve been marinating these ribs all day. They’re going to be really good and I think you need that in your life today. With me.”

“You’re right. I’ll bring something sweet and beer.”

“Perfect.”

She paused and then forged ahead. “So I was thinking of leaving for the day.” She’d been planning on something like a manicure, several glossy fashion magazines and some time in her bathtub. But she’d far rather spend the time with him.