Neo lost it then. He managed to warn her, but he didn’t know what she did because he nearly blacked out from the blinding pleasure. When he was done, he lay there blinking up at the ceiling and breathing hard.
What the hell?
Kayla rolled over, laughing softly. Her chest was covered with his semen. The sight made him nearly growl with male pride and possessiveness. What was it about marking a woman with cum that turned guys on so much? He didn’t know, but damn if he didn’t like it.
“I think I’m going to need a shower,” she said. “That was amazing.”
“Fuck yeah, it was,” he agreed. “Shower with a pal?”
She climbed up to the head of the bed and sprawled on top of him, spreading semen on his skin as well. “I think we both need it. I’m a dirty girl and you’re a dirty boy.”
Fuck, and there was another turn on. Kayla saying the word dirty.
“So dirty. We need to get clean.”
Her eyes sparkled. “I like getting dirty with you. You make me want to get dirty.”
“How dirty?”
“Very dirty. As dirty as it takes to come like that every time.”
He rolled them to the side of the bed. She stood and he followed. The bed was rumpled and the room smelled like sex. He liked it. He took her hand.
“Come on, beautiful. I want to run my soapy hands all over your pretty body.”
“What a coincidence. I want to do the same to you.”
They stepped into a hot shower together. By the time they got out, the water was running cold.
Chapter Nineteen
Kayla was relaxed and happy. Her limbs were loose and languid, and her heart was glad. She held the back of the crib while Zach screwed the slats down and attached the sides. They’d gotten a little side-tracked with sex and showering—and more sex while showering—but they were back to work now and Ana’s crib was coming along.
The crib would be done soon and then it was time for the dresser. The furniture that had originally been in this room had been moved downstairs to Zach’s old room to make way for the new stuff. It was so white and pretty, and it was going to look terrific when she finished decorating.
She’d gotten Zach’s computer and shopped Wayfair like he’d told her to do. She’d showed him her choices, and she’d made sure to choose things that were good quality but not pricey. He told her to add it all to a shopping cart and then they could check out when they’d finished with the furniture.
She’d picked a blush and white rug, white sheers for the windows with a black curtain rod, some sweet little prints with bunnies and kittens and puppies, and block letters that spelled Anastasia. She’d also picked out a small bookcase for children’s books when the time came and a wicker trunk where she could store blankets and pillows. Everything she’d picked was less than five-hundred dollars, and though she couldn’t afford it in one lump payment, she could give Zach money toward it.
Or not, since he’d said to consider it a wedding present. Maybe she’d do something nice for him instead. Buy him something, though she had no idea what he might want or need. He’d been a single guy with a healthy paycheck for so long that he’d pretty much bought himself whatever he wanted.
She thought about how much he loved the dessert Chloe had sent over. What if she learned how to make it? Chloe would teach her. Kayla fought a sudden flush of embarrassment. It wasn’t much of a present, really. Then again, as Chloe always said, her food was made with love and that’s why it tasted so good. Kayla could put a lot of love in a dessert for Zach.
He fitted the front of the crib onto the sides and screwed everything in, then grinned up at her. “All done. Let’s see what it looks like.”
Kayla walked around the front of the crib and over to the door so she could see the bigger picture. “It’s so pretty. I think she’ll love it. Later, I mean. I don’t think she much cares at her age.”
“Probably not. Where do you want it?”
“I think on the pink wall.”
They moved it together. She’d put the sheets into the washer earlier. They weren’t done yet, but they were in the dryer and soon would be.
“It’s going to be great,” Zach said. “Let’s get the dresser together, then maybe we can reheat some of Chloe’s food. Did you call Bailey yet?”
“Not yet. I got a little side-tracked.” And not by shopping.
He grinned. He knew what she meant. “Yeah, that was fun, wasn’t it?”
“Very. Just when I think you can’t make me come again, you do.”
He waggled his eyebrows. “You’re welcome, beautiful.”
Kayla laughed. “Full of yourself, aren’t you?”
“I’d rather you were full of me.”
“I like being full of you. But I think we’d better wait until later or we’ll never get this furniture done. Or eat.”
He picked up one of the long sides of the dresser and started to put the wooden pegs into place. “Probably right. Let’s get this done, get some food, and get our little girl.”
Kayla’s skin prickled with hot emotion at how easily he claimed Ana and wanted her to be safe and happy. He said our little girl like he’d done it every day of Ana’s life. She couldn’t love him more if she tried, even though it scared her senseless to care so much about a man who lived every bit as violent a life as James had. More so, actually. Even if Zach was one of the good guys who made sure the world was a safe place for people, it
