He shoved the bedroom door open and stalked inside, tossing me on the bed. I rolled and tried to get up, but his body covered mine in an instant, his large frame pushing me down into the mattress.
“Sam—”
His lips crashed down on mine, cutting off my demands and making me melt into the mattress. My fingers slid up around his neck, curling into the hair at the nape of his neck and tugging him closer. This was what I needed, what I had desperately craved since earlier today when he abandoned me to go train instead.
“So fucking stubborn,” he murmured against my lips. “If I can’t make you sit down and stay there, I’ll just have to fuck you so hard you can’t move.”
His lips slid down my neck, over my breast, and further south until his tongue ran along the edge of my sleep shorts. I sucked in a breath, both desperately needing him and hating him for turning me into this needy woman who craved a man that she could act so irrationally, all because she wanted to get laid.
With all the care in the world, he slid down my shorts and underwear over my cast, but the moment they were off, he grinned and spread my legs wide.
“What was it you said to me earlier? Make me?”
I narrowed my eyes at him, shoving up on my elbows. “I was talking about?—”
His head disappeared between my legs, and pure ecstasy shot through me like an arrow.
“Fuck!” I shouted, falling back to the bed.
“That’s what you’ll be screaming all night, Cassidy. By the time I’m done with you, you won’t think of ignoring a single order I give you.”
I was about to tell him to think again, but then his head disappeared between my legs again, and I forgot what the hell I was fighting with him about in the first place.
35
SAM
Shovingthe covers off my head, I grinned at Cass, perfectly content to watch her cringe and cover her eyes when she saw her arousal coating my lips.
“Problems?” I asked, coming to lay beside her, resting on my back as the afternoon light filled the room.
For the first time in two weeks, we had sunlight instead of snow. I’d basically kept her pinned to the bed, forcing her to get the much-needed rest her body required. The bruises were starting to fade and the cut on her eye was healing nicely. It would take a hell of a lot longer for her leg to heal, but thankfully, that was the worst of her injuries.
“Ugh, I need this cast off.”
“Not if you want your leg to work right,” I retorted.
“Hey, I’ve let you keep me in bed for weeks now. But this can’t last forever. As much as I like having sex with you, I have things I need to do.”
“Yeah?” I rolled over, nipping at her breast before she could pull the sheet up. “Like what?”
“Like run a bookstore,” she giggled, pushing me away.
It wasn’t hard to keep her in bed. Hell, I’d been enjoying spending all my time between her legs. Every way I could get her, any time— day or night—every second of it pushed me further from my goal, and deeper into her bed. At times, I wondered if I should really go back to the ring or if I should just give it all up and settle down.
Settle down.That was something I’d never thought about. Even when I moved out here, I hadn’t really considered a life after boxing. I was supposed to be retired, but that drive I had inside kept me from actually finding my purpose in life after my career.
“It’s too soon for you to go back.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because you could hurt yourself. Just think of all the ice out there. What if you fall?”
“I could fall without a cast on,” she pointed out.
“Yes, but you’re in a full leg cast.”
“And how is that different from if I just had an ankle cast? I still wouldn’t be able to walk on it.”