Hi Darlings! Happy Valentine’s day.
I wrote a steamy little Valentine’s Day bonus scene for Reckless Sin—because what’s more swoon-worthy than a little romance between a bodyguard and the lingerie model who captured his heart? This Valentine’s Day bonus scene is set almost a year into their relationship, and let’s just say… sparks fly hotter than ever Hope you enjoy every delicious second of it!
Let me know what you think after you read it!
A deep sigh left my lips as I made my way into the mansion. My feet dragged against the marble tiles. My muscles so damn heavy and sore from work. But that was the price of overseeing a security team. Not only did I do background checks and approve of employees, I also trained them as well.
And training a handful of men, some who had military experience and could put a bullet through my head without the blink of an eye was fucking exhausting.
That was life, though. Now at least.
Ever since Karina and I got together, we needed to make changes and take on more responsibilities, which meant running a hotel business and making sure our security team was well-equipped to do their job. Of course, the hotel business was the least of our problems. Mr. Vasiliev paved the way for a smooth transition, leaving not much to worry about. The damn hotels practically ran themselves, aside from a few hiccups Karina and I had to manage. Luckily for us, that was it, especially with Karina’s modeling career that kept her on the go most times. But we made the business, her career, and me handling the security team work.
Though, there was the other side of it all—the one Karina still knew nothing about. Who would have thought the mafia rumors were true? At least they weren’t a problem. Not for the moment.
My fingers tugged at the tie around my neck as I climbed the stairs two steps at a time, eager to toss my body into the comfort of my mattress.
But the minute I rushed the door open, my gaze dropped to the woman dressed in a cream silk robe sitting on the edge of the bed.
Fuck.
My breath caught in my throat at the sight of her. Beautiful as always. Her brown waves cascaded over her shoulders. One hand clutched the robe, keeping it shut, while the other rested beside her on the mattress. Her skin glistened—that damn edible raspberry lotion she enjoyed taunting me with, no doubt.
“Where’d you get that?” I asked, my gaze trailing back up from her ankles, over her thighs I ached to part. That fucking robe, robbing the sight of her curves and those taut nipples poking through the fabric.
“Oh, this thing?” She looked down at herself for a moment before her eyes locked on mine.
A thread on my restraint snapped as I took one step toward her. Fire coursed through me, blood rushing straight to my dick, pulsing with need.
“I took it home from work and figured you’d love to unwrap your Valentine’s Day present.”
Valentine’s Day? A small smile crept onto my lips. No wonder almost everyone was in a rush to fucking leave training. I chuckled, loosening my tie, “Guess I forgot.”
Not that I didn’t have anything for her. In fact, I had arranged flowers and fruits to be sent to her months in advance.
“Good thing I remembered then.”
“So this present…” I took another step toward her. “You gonna tell me what it is?”
She shook her head, a teasing smile playing on her lips.
“Is it my favorite color?” I asked, stalking over toward her—my smile growing with each step.
“Part of it.” Karina shrugged, the silk robe off her shoulder, giving me a small glimpse of green lace stitched with pink flowers. “The other is my favorite.”
I hummed in appreciation—keeping down the urge to unravel my present too soon. My fingers grazed over the strap, brushing gently against her skin. I leaned down, our foreheads touching—breath mingling with one another. “So pink and green lingerie, and that beautiful pussy of yours. Sounds like the best present I could have ever asked for.”
“Are you sure?” she asked, wrapping her perfectly manicured pink nails around my tie and tugging me closer. “Because it doesn’t seem like you want it. I could always find someone else and—”
I cupped the back of her neck, angling her head as my mouth crashed against hers. My tongue stroked against the seams of her lips, demanding entry. They parted, her intoxicating taste coating my tongue.
Her moan touched the deepest parts of me and I swallowed it down, eager for more. My arm wrapped around her waist, guiding her toward the middle of the bed as I hovered over her. We kissed like it was the first time, drowning in the other. Desperate for our only source of air. And still, it wasn’t enough.
I needed more.
So much more of her.
“Nathan,” her soft plea nearly killed me. I kissed my way down her neck, sliding the robe off her shoulders, inching the fabric off her skin. I pulled back. My gaze lazily fell over that see-through flower-embroidered lingerie.
“You wore this on set?” I asked, fire burning in the pit of my stomach at the thought of the cameraman and all the others seeing her in this. Salivating in her presence. Too bad for them. All they could do was look. And I… I dipped down, closing my mouth around her peaked nipple, and pinched the other between my fingers. “Should I remind you who you belong to?”
“Nathan,” she cried.
“That’s right, Princess. You’re mine, just like I’m yours.” I thrust my hips into her, feeling the heat of her cunt through my pants. “You see what you do to me?”
Her hands fiddled with my belt sliding it out. A chuckle left my lips. “So eager. Seems more like your gift than mine, now.”
“Please.” She panted, unbuttoning my pants.
“Please what?” I trailed more kisses down her body. My dick pulsing so fucking hard, aching for its own release. But I wouldn’t give in, not when I was too focused on my nearly unwrapped present. “Please tongue fuck you until you beg for my cock?”
I made my way down her stomach to her thighs––nipping at her soft skin. “Come on, Princess. Whatever happened to that smart mouth? Use it, baby.”
“Yes, please. I need you, Nathan.”
The sound of her voice, moaning my name snapped the last thread of patience I had. I pushed her legs apart further, slid her underwear to the side, and dived in. I focused on her swollen clit, sucking and licking until her pleasure heightened. Karina bucked beneath me, begging for more as she dripped all over my face. And I couldn’t get enough of the way she sounded, tasted, smelled—fucking delicious—and the way she arched off the bed, with a scream and shudder. I waited for her trembles to calm down before I leisurely licked my way back up to her clit.
“Nathan, please don’t––” her protest died, transforming into a moan when I slid two fingers inside her. In and out, faster and faster until she was drenching my face and her screams filled the room again.
I pushed myself onto my knees. Karina stared up at me, her cheeks flushed—her chest heaving, and her hair a mess. But fuck me, she was gorgeous. A goddamn sight. A satisfied Queen.
My Queen.
My dick throbbed, pre-cum wetting my boxers as I lowered the destroyed piece of fabric off of her legs. I froze as her hands flew to my pants, pushing them down as much as she could.
“I want them off,” she demanded, and I complied, kicking them––along with my boxers—off and out of the way. I climbed back onto her, her hand wrapping around my dick—a groan leaving my mouth in the process. My gaze dropped to her hands as she slid the condom on.
“So eager,” I chuckled, hovering over her and rubbing my tip against her entrance.
“Nathan I swear if you don’t—“
I claimed her lips and sank myself deep inside her, swallowing her cries of pleasure. One palm slid to her hips, fingers digging into her skin, and the other cupped her face, bringing her closer. Because even though I was already inside her, I still wanted to be closer.
“You know you love me,” I whispered against her lips.
Her legs hooked around my waist, demanding I go deeper. “Doesn’t mean you’re not an asshole.”
“I never claimed I wasn’t.” I chuckled, picking up my pace. “Now tell me how you want it, princess. Slow, tender, loving, or fast, hard, and deep?”
“I thought I was your Queen.” Smart mouth.
I hummed, sliding out and slamming back in—her mouth dropping. “You are, but you love it more when I call you princess. You see how soaked you’ve made my dick already? Now tell me, do you want me to fuck you like royalty, or fuck you like a whore.”
“Your whore.”
“That’s right, Princess. Mine.”
Mine to worship. Mine to satisfy. Mine.
We might not have been together for long. I might have fucked up along the way, but she trusted me. Trusted me to be her first. Trust me with her life. Trusted me with her heart. And I refused to break that. She was safe in my hands.
Forever.
She clenched around my dick, her orgasm closing in. And I picked up my speed on the verge of my own as well.
“Fuck, princess you’re gonna make me come already.”
“Yes, yes, come with me.” Her breathy moans along with her demand had me caving in. My balls tightened and a shutter ran through my spine as we both tumbled over the edge.
We panted. My forehead pressed to hers. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Jason.”
My eyes narrowed, pressing my hips into her, dick already excited for another round. “It’s Nathan, Princess.”
A smile brightened her face, touching my heart as it always did. I brushed my lips over hers. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Princess.”
If you enjoyed Reckless Sin, be sure to grab Irresistible Desire (Cole!) which is AVAILABLE NOW in Kindle Unlimited. As an author’s note … Cole’s book is my favorite so far. I loved his cameo in Reckless Sin, but getting into his head was the most fun ever. He’s broody, a bit sad, but defintiely sexy ;).