KnockingonDemon'sDoor by Unknown (ink ebook reader .TXT) 📗

that loving her didn’t create a weakness, it created a strength in him. He could feel that power coursing through his veins, building, growing. As his body began tingling, it sharpened his instincts and kicked his protective nature up a notch. Perhaps his mother was wrong about giving into one’s emotions, or perhaps it simply took the right woman to empower him, to bring out the man in him.

As he considered that epiphany longer, he admitted, “I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

She grinned and the look in her eyes told him she understood that feeling all too well. “You can keep trying.”

Blake chuckled and rolled back over her, until she was captured beneath him. “Like I said, I like the way you think.” And with that he took her again, and again, until the wee hours of the morning.

When he awoke he took a moment to gaze at the amazing woman sleeping silently beside him. As emotions charged through him, his heart pounded in his chest. After being with her intimately, it gave him all the more reason to keep his demon buried. Never would he let the monster loose, because never would he do anything to hurt Sunny. Which was why he’d wasn’t about to let her put that plan of hers into action. He cared far too much for her to let her put herself in harm’s way, despite knowing she could handle herself. Trouble was, he was having difficulty coming up with something better on his own. It wasn’t as if his new best friend Neal, was letting him wander around the lower levels of the hotel all by himself.

His body grew needy as he proceeded to kiss her awake. “Hey,” he murmured. When her eyes opened and met his, urgent need overwhelmed him. He drew a centering breath, aware that she’d unleashed something inside him, and no matter how hard he tried, he’d never be able to get enough of her.

“Hey yourself,” she whispered back, her voice soft and seductive.

When she offered him a sultry smile full of promise, he gave into impulse, quickly sheathed himself and slid over her, crushing her body beneath his. Her legs automatically widened, and he grinned, loving the way she wanted him, and the way she so readily welcomed him into her body. His cock found her wet opening, and her mouth opened as his crown penetrated.

He swallowed hard, his head spinning as the need to sink all the way into her consumed his thoughts. Jesus, she felt so good, so tight. “I need to be inside you again, sweetheart.”

“I need that too,” she responded, giving him a look that conveyed her hunger as she pulled his mouth to hers. He kissed her, his tongue tangling with hers as he sank deep, her liquid heat scorching his cock.

Once inside, he gave her a moment to get used to the fullness. When she cried for more, he rocked into her, slowly, taking his time to savor her heat, and every clench of her beautiful cunt. As her body quivered in delight, it occurred to him that being with her this time felt more emotional, less physical. Completely potent.

Her arms slid around his back and held him to her, moisture sealing their bodies together as they made love, both pushing and pulling, giving and taking, and touching intimately as they indulged in one another.

Her cunt tightened and a deep sense of satisfaction rolled through him as he took in her flushed face and the look of ecstasy in her eyes. As emotions ripped through him, his cock throbbed, and he knew he’d reached the point of no return. “Baby, I’m not going to last.”

She chuckled softly, and touched his face as she murmured, “I’m already there, Blake. I’m already there.”

Her muscles tightened around his cock, and he threw his head back. “Jesus…”

“Come with me,” she murmured.

Panting hard, he gathered her tight and held her as he drove deep, pumping once, twice before he released himself, never wanting the moment to end.

After a long time he inched back and brushed her hair from her face. “Jesus, girl, I love the look on your face when you come for me.”

She grinned, and once again it triggered another craving in him. He’d like nothing better than to spend the day, the week, forever in bed with her, but they both had work to do and they both knew it.

Blake clenched his jaw and shook his head. “You keep looking at me like that and I’ll never get out of here.”

With that Sunny glanced at the clock and put on her best professional face. “We need to move.”

“I know.” Blake planted a long, soul-searching kiss on her mouth before climbing from the bed. He took a quick shower and pulled on his clothes. As she too, got ready, he tossed her another look before moving to the door.

“Be careful,” she said and her concern for his well-being touched his deep.

His heart thumped and he hated to leave her. “You too.” With that they both went their separate ways, stepping back into their roles, eager to put a stop to Trevor’s monstrosities.

Hours later Blake found himself at the bar, carefully taking stock of the patrons—including Sunny’s partner who seemed rather preoccupied by the ladies and didn’t appear to give two shits about Sunny’s well-being. Conscious of the way Neal was watching his every move, Blake moved about easily, putting on his best professional face as he slipped into bartender mode.

As Blake carefully polished another glass and placed it on the shelf behind the bar, Neal helped himself to a bottle of water from the bar’s fridge. He cracked it open and took a long swig.

“The hot little blonde is watching you,” he said, nodding in Sunny’s direction.

And Blake didn’t like the way Neal was watching Sunny. It made him wonder just how much of her he’d seen back in Blake’s hotel room earlier. The bastard.

“That’s the problem with women,” Blake said, slamming the fridge door