Todos los capítulos de Dark Curves (Dangerous Curves 6): Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

“But what?” she asked, startled, looking up at him again.“I heard a ‘but’ at the end of what you just said.”“You did?”“I did.”“Well…” she said slowly. “I’m just feeling ready for a change, I think.”“You mean a new state? Or a new job?”“Both, really.” Shay sighed. “I was thinking about self-publishing a book. I have enough savings that I could swing about a year of not working, so I could stay home and just write, you know? Then I could go back to teaching after my break.”Intrigued, he sat up, pushed the pillow behind his back, and leaned against the headboard. Warren had barely graduated high school, and though he still liked reading, the whole concept of writing was terrifying to him.“You have a story already?” he asked her.“Yeah. I’ve been writing it in my head for almost ten years.”“Tell me.”“You really want to hear it?”“I do.” He shifted a bit, got more comfortable, patted his chest. “C’mere. I’m listening.”“Uh, alright.” She snuggled up to him, amazed for about the h

“Shay? You awake, baby?”She groaned from the depths of her pillow. “Again already? Argh. You’re going to kill me.” She paused. “Actually, I probably wouldn’t mind going out that way, so carry on.”Warren laughed, pressed a tiny kiss to the back of her neck. “It’s not about that, kitten… I need to talk to you.”“Oh.” She rolled on to her back now, blinking at the clock. “Holy crap. Is it really noon?”“Mmm-hmmm. I let you sleep.” He winked at her, and she melted into a puddle of goo on the spot. “I did wear you out last night.”“I’ll say.” She touched his lips, ran her fingers down his beard. “So what do you want to talk about?”“Setting the stage.”“Uh, what?”He sat up now, and the expression on his face was so serious, she felt alarm. She sat up too, holding the sheets against her naked breasts. She crossed her legs, feeling like that added an extra layer of protection, somehow, and she idly noted that her leg barely hurt at all now.“OK, so.” He paused, and she saw him gathering h

“You’ve got me, I promise you. You don’t need to… to do anything to try to prove it to yourself. I’m telling you – hand on my heart – that you’ve got me.”“I know.” She spoke so quietly now, he knew that what she was saying was coming from somewhere deep inside. “I’ve always had you, babe, and I know that. You’ve never given me one moment of doubt or worry about that, and you need to understand that part. But you haven’t always had me. I’ve been – gone. I've been lost.”“You needed time.”“I did. Then. And now I need you.”Aidan met her bright, beautiful gaze, and he saw the love shining in her eyes. She wasn’t afraid anymore, he saw that too, and now he relaxed.Gabi felt his large body loosen, and she resumed pulling off his boxers. This time, he let her; he even raised his hips a bit to help. So then there they were. Naked. Hot.And so, so ready for this.“I love you,” he rasped. “Fuck, baby… I love you.”“I love you, too.” She lowered her lips to his again, feeling like she’d bee

Warren looked at his watch, wondered if time was standing still again. He was sure that the hour was up – it fucking had to be – but he was wrong. Barely twenty minutes had passed since he’d handcuffed Shay to the bed and walked away. He’d gone up the stairs, shut the door, sat at this table and started to fret.They’d been at this all damn day; they’d been at it for almost seven hours. He’d begged her to take a break, to stop, but she’d steadfastly refused, demanded that he keep restraining her. So he had, with nothing but reservations and worry. And immense, overwhelming, awestruck pride: she’d amazed him, of course. Nothing new about that, though. The woman never stopped amazing him. Even the first attempt hadn’t been as bad as they’d both anticipated. He’d wrapped her bruised wrists in strips of t-shirt and cuffed her, then sat right there, talking to her the whole time. She hadn’t spoken one word, though. She’d just lain there and held his eyes, gritting her teeth and fighting t

“You ready for me, hellcat?” he growled, on his knees and gripping her thighs. “Gonna come hard?”“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes…”He guided his length to her slick folds, probed gently. She arched up, her whole body begging, and then he slid in all the way, in one glide. She froze, stunned at the ease with which her body had just let him in, and then she exhaled, hard.“Yes?” he asked her softly, not moving yet. “Say ‘yes’ to me, Shay.”The word fell from her lips as naturally as her own breath. “Yes.”“That’s my girl.” Carefully, Warren hooked her legs over his shoulders, turned his head and pressed a kiss to her injured leg. “You are mine, right?”“Yes,” she whispered. “All yours. Just yours.”Warren withdrew slowly, almost all the way to the tip, then thrust back in. He thumbed her little button, watching the pleasure as it moved over her face. “And is this mine, too?”“Yes,” she moaned, trying to push back against his finger, needing that dizzying pressure. “Yes, yes, yes. It’s all your