Page 9 of Junkyard Dog (Lonesome Garage #3)

Chapter Nine

I t took me faking a nightmare to trick JD into laying down beside me. I have never worked so hard to bed a man in my life. But he’s going to be worth it. I can tell.

I knew JD was the most desirable man I’d ever seen the moment I first laid eyes on him.

He’s worried about his scars, but that’s just skin.

Sexy is getting back up after being knocked down.

Strength is asking for help from your family.

Any man who engenders trust from fellow soldiers as well as two year old nieces and Rottweilers has character down to his bones.

Plus, he is really, really ridiculously good looking. I understand why Violet and Romy went after the Dobermann brothers, but those two are from the weaker branch of the family tree. JD is hot.

So hot that he is heating up the bedroom.

I’m wearing too many clothes. I pull my satin nightgown over my head.

It slides over the strawberry-blonde waves of my hair, letting the strands fall to my shoulders once they’re free.

JD’s gaze goes right to my breasts. I shift on the mattress to face him full on, making sure to add a bounce to jiggle them a little.

I’m not above using all the tricks in my repertoire.

JD slowly raises his hands. His warm palms land on my rib cage. Then his thumbs brush the soft skin there and move over my nipples. “I want to be gentle,” he murmurs.

“I want you to do whatever you need to do,” I say. “I won’t break. Neither will you.”

With that permission, he wraps one hand around my neck and pulls me down for a kiss.

His tongue slips between my lips and his taste fills my mouth.

He only gives me a taste though, before he’s gone.

The next thing I know, his whiskers tickle my stomach when he sucks my nipple into his mouth.

I arch under the touch, and he uses the movement to push my panties over my hips.

They catch on my ass. JD squeezes my cheeks as he pulls the material to my thighs, and then down my legs.

I mew, rubbing my legs together in anticipation as the heat builds between us.

JD had gone to sleep in track pants. I see him straining against them.

I help with the drawstring. He doesn’t need any assistance in shucking them as soon as that obstacle is removed.

He’s gone commando underneath, and his solid, tanned body continues to make my mouth water as soon as it is revealed.

It will take me an entire weekend to fully explore this new playground, but since I don’t know how much time I have, I’ll enjoy what I can, while I can.

He is all ridges and muscle. I am softness and curves.

The faint light filtering through the curtain highlights and shadows all of our contours and angles.

We are a picture of opposites, and it is working for me.

I slide my fingers down JD’s abdomen, searching for treasure, then find it hard and ready in my hand.

“Please tell me you have a condom,” I whisper.

“Shit.”

I panic momentarily when he rolls away. Then I hear the drawer in his night table open and he is back. “Someday soon, we’re not going to need these, Rhiannon.”

I hope so. I like the thought of someday soon with him. I explore the breadth of his chest and the broadness of his shoulders as he protects us both. This isn’t about worship or tenderness. Not this time. This is life and overcoming our fears to live in the moment.

When he rolls me to my back, I’m hot and slick and ready for him. I gasp as he nudges at my heat. “Yes,” I whisper, encouraging him to come all the way home.

“God, Rhiannon, I—” JD moans. He pauses, his hips locked against mine.

He takes a shuddering breath. I wait for the storm to break.

When it does, it’s glorious. JD cages me in his arms, and then drives forward, filling me completely.

His hips pump, building the tension in my core until it’s all I can do to gasp for air in between kisses.

“JD, I can’t!” I can’t hold back. My orgasm bursts over me, arching my back to the sky and lifting us both off the bed from the power of my release.

“Princess, me too.” He stiffens and his hips stop moving, but I still feel him twitching inside me.

He drops his head until his forehead is resting against mine.

“This is it for me. It’s you or nobody for the rest of my life, Rhiannon.

I’m in love with you. I know it seems fast but you’ve got all of my heart. ”

Fast? Try lightspeed. I’ve known JD for less than two days, but I feel the same.

Sometimes the noise of the world falls away and the one you are supposed to be with steps into the sunshine glowing like a beacon that says, “Hey, over here, I’m your future!

” What more do I need? “I love you too, JD. We’ll work it out. ”

He squeezes me tightly. “I’m only letting go for a second. I’ll be right back.”

JD hugs me hard enough that I can still feel it when he returns to bed, wearing a smile and carrying another condom.