Sinful (Bad Boy Rockers 5)

Then he turns and I do get an eye full. The hair surrounding his cock is showing above the waist of his shorts, but it’s the growing bulge, which looks to be free of briefs beneath, that has my eyes widening, and my own arousal throbbing.

“Savannah,” he croaks, clears his throat, then adds, “Breakfast is about ready. It’s better freshly cooked.”

“Hmm.” I’m not being very coherent, but he’s just too gorgeous to resist.

Ignoring his comment about breakfast, I walk around the counter and smile when he backs up, coming to a stop when he hits the cabinets. I don’t stop, and moving closer, I step up against him and rub my hips against his swollen dick while I reach up and drag his face down to me for a toe curling, good morning kiss.

“Morning,” I breathe, breathless when he releases me after taking over my attempted morning seduction.

“You need to sit over there,” he points to his table and chairs, “before I lift that shirt and fuck you on the kitchen floor.”

My eyes narrow. “If you think after that I’m going to be able to eat breakfast without teasing you to distraction, then think again.” I smirk, and saunter over to the table with an extra sway to my hips. Feeling his eyes still fixed on me, I lift the shirt and make sure to flash my ass before I let it hit the chair.

I immediately stare at Jace and laugh when his eyes are still fixed where my ass was before I’d dropped into the chair.

“Fuck,” he curses, before giving me his back.

I’m not blind and watch as his hand moves to his crotch to probably rearrange himself.

Within minutes, we’re both sitting at the table with pancakes, bacon, and maple syrup in front of us. The food is delicious, and with my belly grumbling again, I follow my initial mouthful with another, and another.

Feeling bad because I haven’t asked how he slept, I take a sip of coffee and ask, “Did you sleep all right? Or did you stay awake worrying?”

“The fear was there when I was drifting off to sleep, but I woke this morning feeling more refreshed than I have in a long time. It’s also the first night that I haven’t woken a few times during the night.” He smiles, and my heart melts even more for this brave guy sitting in front of me.

“I’m glad,” is all that comes out of my mouth.

Forcing my eyes away from Jace, I eat some more of my breakfast. He really knows how to cook, and with half of my food already in my stomach, I tell him, “This is delicious, and I can’t remember the last time I ate so much for breakfast. I usually just have toast and coffee.”

“I figured you’d like a treat.” He sips his coffee. “I don’t usually eat pancakes, but once isn’t going to hurt, right.”

“What do you usually have?” I ask between bites.

“Egg whites, turkey rashers, mushrooms. Sometimes I’ll switch it up a bit and maybe do oatmeal.”

“So health conscious, huh?” I mumble around a bite of crispy bacon.

“I try to eat a healthy diet,” he hesitates, “it goes back to my post-op when I was living on take out, alcohol, and prescription meds.”

I place my knife and fork down, and reach for his hand. He entwines our fingers as I admit, “I’m so proud of you, Jace. I didn’t know you back then, but from what you’ve overcome, which I know hasn’t been easy, you have a lot to be proud of, and I hope you are.”

He caresses back and forth along my thumb with his.

“You’re good for me.” He smiles. “Do you have any plans for today?”

I smirk. “Does getting you naked and inside me count?”

His eyes bulge and a slow sinful smile spreads across his face.

“I’m liking your plans.”

“Me, too.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Jace

“That sappy look suits you.” Ryder snickers as he passes me, carrying boxes into his new home.