Libby gasped, her lower body thrumming with excitement once more. “Please. I need you.”
He kissed her once more, then shook out a condom from his wallet. Yanking off his pants and briefs, he deftly sheathed himself, turning his attention back to her.
Her breath caught at the size of him, anticipation flooding through her.
“It’s going to be good, sweetheart,” he vowed, his large hands cupping her hips, sliding her closer to the edge of the dresser. His fingers explored her moist depths, and then his large, hard shaft nudged her channel, demanding entry.
Libby gazed into his eyes as he forged into her, her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms stretched out behind her, the mahogany of the dresser cool against her fingertips.
Jake surged into her over and over, each thrust harder and longer than the last. Libby tightened around him as he filled her completely, crying out as her orgasm suddenly crashed over her. He followed her over the edge, spasming as he buried himself deep inside her.
She collapsed against him, unable to move, his breath warm against her neck. He stirred, gathering her in his arms and carrying her to the bed. Jake gently placed her on top of the floral comforter and followed her down.
“You’ve still got your shirt on,” Libby murmured in wonder, her fingers stroking the cotton fabric.
His voice echoed the warmth of his smile. “I guess I was too busy to take it off.”
She unfastened his shirt buttons, parting the material to reveal his firmly muscled chest with a smattering of dark hair arrowing down. Libby explored him, enjoying the contrast of his hard muscles underneath her soft fingertips.
He groaned. “Much more of that and I mightn’t be able to control myself.”
“That’s what I’m counting on, sheriff.” She smiled mischievously, before kissing his firmly muscled torso.
He chuckled. “Minx.” Flipping them over, he pinned her body with his. Jake’s thumb brushed her cheek. “Libby.” His tongue traced her lips and she instantly responded. His tongue glided inside her mouth; her toes curled at the tenderness of his kiss. Her arms stole around his back, stroking his strong, lean contours, and she wished they could stay like that forever.
Libby squirmed against him as his hardness pressed against her.
“Feel what you do to me,” he murmured, his breath skimming the hollow of her neck.
Her hand trailed down his body, her fingers grazing his hard shaft. “Whatever you say, sheriff.” She suppressed a giggle.
“Miss Sassy,” he mock-growled, letting her caress him for long seconds before trapping her hand with his and drawing it away from his body.
“What are you going to do about it?” Her eyes sparkled as she looked into his face.
“Tell you how much I love you.” Silence descended as both of them absorbed the impact of his words.
“Jake--”
His face lit up in a slow grin as he gazed down at her. “I love you, Libby Grant. I was attracted to you the second you stepped out of your car on the highway, no matter how hard I tried to fight it.”
“But--”
“I know it might be too soon for you and that’s okay. I can wait.”
“Can you?” Her eyes flashed.
“Your luscious curves have been driving me crazy.” He kissed her nipple and she shivered. “But now I have all the time in the world to explore them.”
“Do you?“ Libby tried to hide a smile at the dawning apprehension on Jake’s face. She pushed against his shoulders, rolling him over so she sprawled on top of him. “You seem mighty sure of yourself, sheriff.”
“Libby--”
She touched her finger to his lips. “If you’d let me get a word in, then you’d know by now that I love you too.” Her lips brushed his. “Even if you are a little too sure of yourself at times.”
“Libby.” He exhaled in relief and cupped her face, bringing her mouth back to his. “It’s a good thing I’ve got you to keep me on my toes.”
“You’ve got that right.” She smiled, tracing his firm, sensual lips with her finger.
“Let me show you just how much I need you.” Kissing her deeply, his hands roamed over her soft curves. He eased her onto her back, his rigid manhood pressing against her.
“I can’t wait,” Libby murmured, her spine tingling with anticipation and desire. She must be the luckiest girl in the world, because moving to Coldwater Springs was one of the best decisions she’d ever made. And falling in love with Sheriff Jake Morgan? The smartest and most delicious thing she’d ever done.