She was n.a.k.e.d, but the heat was on. She would fan herself if it wouldn't kill the mood.

  Cage threw the panties on the floor and she felt like she couldn't get enough air to sustain her body.

  "Did that satisfy you?" he asked, his voice honey and s.e.x combined.

  "Yes," she breathed. He had nailed it. "Now make me scream."

  Her arms wrapped around his neck as he lifted her up, her legs clamping on both sides of his hip before he moved and set her on the kitchen counter.

  She felt the cold against her heated skin and sighed. Within seconds, her lips were on his and he leaned forward, his c.o.c.k rubbing against her hot core. Through the material of his pants, he could feel her wet heat. He groaned as Katherine shifted her h.i.p.s against him, rubbing her p.u.s.s.y against the bulge in his pants.

  Cage slid his hands up her creamy thighs, his fingers dancing over her skin. Her head fell against the cabinet behind her and her hands were everywhere. Her hands dipped into the back of his pants to grab his ass.

  He bucked against her as her nails dug into the flesh of his back and she chuckled at his reaction.

  "You want me?" she teased.

  "Just as much as you do," he growled as his teeth sank into where her neck met the shoulder. He moved his hands between them, fumbling with the button and the zipper before shoving his pant and boxers down just past the bottom of his ass so that his erection was freed and throbbing between their bodies.

  He slipped one hand to her p.u.s.s.y, stroking her soft folds with his fingertips before rubbing her glistening clit.

  She mewled with need, her high heels digging in his bare ass. Somehow, the sting of pain only made him harder, his c.o.c.k twitching and dripping with the need for her.

  Slowly, he slid two fingers inside her, feeling her warm walls constrict against his digits, reminding him of how amazing it felt when she gripped his c.o.c.k. He pumped his fingers in and out until she begged for him inside her.

  With the hand that was soaked in her juices, he gripped his c.o.c.k, tugging it twice and coating it in her arousal before teasing her entrance with the head. It slipped easily against her folds before he pressed forward, his c.o.c.k sliding into her in one smooth thrust.

  'F.u.c.k. Yes. Just like that,' she thought. She m.o.a.ned as he thrust into her, her nails digging into his back, her legs wrapped around him. She would do anything to get closer to him. For it to be harder and faster.

  She felt so good, so tight and warm that Cage never wanted to leave. Her walls clamped down around his shaft and he groaned. "So good," he groaned low as he pulled back out only to slam into her with more force.

  Their h.i.p.s collided and he continued to piston himself inside her body. Soon her pants turned into loud m.o.a.ns. She neared her release, then only begging for more. Her chant in his ear was like music.

  Her legs tightened around his body, her heels sinking in further into the bare skin of his ass when he reached down to toy with her clit. His fingers glided over the silky smooth skin coated with her wetness.

  He smiled when he thought about how wet and willing she was to take whatever he wanted to give her.

  His thumb pressed down on her sensitive bug and she screamed his name. The walls of her p.u.s.s.y pulsed around his length as she orgasmed and he watched in rapture as her face contorted with pleasure, her full lips open as a sultry m.o.a.n escaped her. Her eyes were screwed shut as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

  "Come inside me," she begged. He couldn't deny her. Fortunately, they had tested and been cleared. She was on the pill and the condoms could be thrown out of the window.

  Her command catapulted him to his release, his body seizing, filling her. He stayed pressed against her, hip to hip as his c.o.c.k twitched deep inside her body. He felt clammy from their movements but there was no sense of disgust. Even though his pants were still on his legs, there was a sense of e.r.o.t.i.cism that didn't go unnoticed.

  Katherine's eyes fluttered open slowly and a satisfied smile spread across her lips.

  "You really are a master in the kitchen," she complimented with a sweet giggle. He grinned and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

  "I owe you a pair of new underwear," he said with a laugh.

  "I take payments in orgasms, so you owe me nothing."

  He pulled out slowly, freeing himself from her body. The pants and shorts were completely off and he fished for a handkerchief. Once found he wiped at her thighs and laughed.

  "Your shower was of no use!" he exclaimed. "Now that we have experienced the kitchen, we can go to the next room." He sounded like a kid in an amus.e.m.e.nt park.

  Then what was her body? Adrenaline inducing high-risk rides? Probably.

  "I like that idea," she said with a nod.

  "I thought you might." He picked her up and carried her down the hall and up the stairs.

  "Hope you enjoyed the first hour of your vacation." Katherine winked. He placed her on the bed and moved to the bathroom. He brought a small towel that he had soaked in warm water and made sure she was clean.

  The c.o.c.kles of her heart warmed she looked at how eagerly he did it.

  "Wait for me," he said after he was done and went downstairs. Within five minutes, Cage was back.

  N.a.k.e.d, carrying a tray full of food.

  Katherine knew right then. She was living her best life.

  For the next half an hour, they talked and he fed her what he had created. His fresh lime soda was sweet and better than any beverage she had tasted. The sliders were much needed after their strenuous activity. Best of all? He gently fed her and stared at her like she meant the world to him.

  She hadn't thought she could fall further for this man. But she did.