Dylan’s Redemption(94)

Her hands ran down the back of his neck and over his shoulders. Her nails dug into his back muscles and down his spine. Her hands roamed back up, bringing his sweater with them, and she pulled it off over his head. He took the opportunity to give her other breast equal attention and traced a line from the underside up her breast to her nipple. He licked the tip and took it into his mouth, sucking hard and making her moan.

His hands moved over her body, leaving a trail of heat behind. His mouth, warm and wet on her skin, sent ripples of pleasure throughout her system. Tremors rolled across her bones as his hand smoothed over her stomach and his fingertips skimmed under the edge of her jeans. The button gave way and the zipper slid down with a quick motion of his nimble fingers. His hand dipped inside, his fingertips barely brushed against her sensitive skin. She pressed her hips up to bring his fingers where she most wanted them, but he retreated, and she felt the deep loss. His mouth trailed kisses down her stomach to her navel, moved lower, and so did her jeans until they landed across the floor somewhere. When his hot breath washed over the sensitive skin between her thighs, she realized her panties had gone the way of her jeans.

His hand moved down her thigh and over her calf. Every stroke and brush of his fingertips sent fire burning through her system. She wanted more. She needed to feel the weight of him on her and feel him move inside of her. His hand slid back up her leg and pushed her thigh out, allowing him better access. His fingers traversed her sensitive skin before one finger slid into her and she arched up to meet the intimate caress. The building heat low in her belly took on a new and explosive quality. He retreated and pushed back into her and that heat expanded even more.

Dylan leaned up on an elbow, his gaze roaming over her naked body. “God, you’re beautiful.” Her golden skin glowed from being in the sun. Her dark hair spread around her shoulders and trailed over the floor. Her arms reached out to him. She never stopped touching him. The feel of her work-worn hands was exhilarating. Gentle at first, then those lovely fingers of hers dug into his muscles to massage and coax him closer.

He leaned down and kissed her belly where she’d carried his child. Her soft, smooth skin tasted as sweet as honey.

His fingers caressed the slick folds between her spread thighs. So hot and wet for him, he throbbed with the need to bury himself deep inside her. His erection pressed to the fly of his jeans, and he wanted to strip and thrust into her to ease the ache in his body. In his heart.

“I’ve missed you so damn much.”

He needed to take his time. He owed her that much. Their first time together had been anything but slow and sweet, stuffed into the backseat of his car. Here, he had room to roam her body and leisurely stroke and touch every inch of her. He meant to do just that.

“You’re so sweet, Jess. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. It’s been a long time, too long. Dylan, please. I need you.”

He pressed two fingers into her and felt her give and shatter all at the same time. He moved up and took her mouth as she pulled him to her. She reached between them and undid his jeans, slipping her hand inside to cup him in her palm. She rubbed her hand up the length of his hard shaft, and he almost lost control. He pulled her hand away and tore off his jeans while her hands, those ever-moving and roaming hands, ran over his back and hips.

“Dylan, please. I want you now.”

He snagged his discarded jeans and dug out a condom from his pocket. No way he forgot to protect her this time. He’d love another chance at being a father to their baby, but that required planning. They needed time together, and he had every intention of using that time wisely to rebuild what they’d lost.

Cradled between her thighs, he leaned down and took her mouth. His tongue slid over hers as he thrust into her hard and deep. She bent her knees up and slid her hands over his hips and pulled him deeper, making him feel—full, complete in a way he couldn’t describe. He belonged right here, in her arms always. His mind emptied of all the anger and pain he’d felt for weeks. Replaced by so much love for her, it was a wonder he didn’t burst from loving her.

Finally, the past and present converged. They were right where they belonged. Together.

She felt the subtle change in him. Opening her eyes, she gazed up at him as the fire cast a soft orange glow over his skin. Something magical filled his eyes. Love. Love for her like she’d never seen in anyone else’s eyes. He wrapped one arm around her shoulders and the other hand gripped her thigh and pulled her closer.

His lips pressed soft kisses into her neck. She gave herself over to him, moving her hips to the rhythm he set, the heat building between them until she couldn’t hold back. His breath came out heavily against her throat, and he called her name. She rocketed over the edge with him and stars exploded behind her eyelids as she gave into love completely.