As she collapsed on his chest, Seth rolled them and lifted her hips as he kneeled between her legs and fucked her with the abandon of a wild animal. She held on and the tension built inside her as she watched him in fascination. His muscular arms were flexed and tense, his pecs tight, and his neck corded as he tilted his head back. Pleasure burst inside her again as his jaw fell open and a sound of pure satisfaction escaped him.
Her body was one big pulse as she panted, trying to catch her breath. She loved this side of Seth. He was normally so controlled, so gentle. When he let go of the part of him that was civilized, the man who remained sent lust shivering through her with the insatiable need to give in to him. Give him everything he wanted.
As he tumbled to the chaise beside her, he asked, “Did I hurt you?” Always, afterward, he asked this question.
“No. You gave it to me exactly how I wanted. I’ll be ready for more when you are, caveman.”
Seth chuckled and pulled her into the warmth of his arms and covered them with the scattered covers. “Come here, my sexy little librarian.”
“Tattooing and making love to the virginal town librarian weren’t experiences you ever thought you’d have, were they?”
He shook his head. “Not hardly. I told you once that life experience wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. But some are. Like with Toby, the first time I saw you, Jayne, you owned my heart.”
Lying there with the breeze ruffling the trees overhead and around them, Jayne knew it was her men—Seth and Toby—who owned the heart that beat inside her.
THE END