When her hips rocked in time with her need, he almost lost it. But he wanted her blind with passion for him first, so he slid two fingers inside her.
Her back arched as she called out his name.
Meg just wanted to touch him. To run her hands all over his sexy, hard body . . . but he still held her wrists prisoner over her head.
He was killing her . . . in such a good way. Who knew how incredible letting him have his way could be?
She was about to go over the top without him, when suddenly her hands were free. He’d leaned over to grab a condom. Thank God.
She loved how Josh stared hungrily into her eyes as he slowly slipped inside of her. Filling her with long, slow thrusts that felt so familiar.
So good.
Her hands wandered over his hard back muscles, then ended up tangled in his soft hair, pulling him closer as he groaned with pleasure.
She’d missed the way he looked at her, his eyes filled with fierce desire as he strained to hold back.
For her.
She closed her eyes, opened her heart, and let his intensity wash over her, through her. The pure, raw desire for him stole her breath. It was heaven to just savor, enjoy, and let go completely. To lose all control.
For him.
The years without his touch, the pent-up desires and needs, slammed into her all at the same time. She gasped as overwhelming pleasure swept her up and threw her to the top, like riding the perfect wave. Her body convulsed around his in hard, pounding contractions. She opened her eyes and stared into Josh’s intense ones again as he matched the frenzied pace of her hips. Then she gave in to it, and to Josh, and let go.
He smiled before he closed his eyes and joined her.
Josh’s heavy weight suddenly pinned her to the bed, and he sighed. “That was incredible.”
“Ummm hummm.” She slowly ran her fingers through his hair while they both caught their breath. She hated to admit it, but his way was pretty great. She felt so relaxed, sated, and . . . happy, even if it was only for a few more minutes before she’d draw her defenses back up.
When Josh rolled halfway off her, she could finally take a full breath again. He snuggled his face on the pillow beside her. Instead of whispering, “I told you so,” like she’d expected, his lips brushed her ear as he said, “I saw it in your eyes. You love me too.”
Her heart used to be filled with such naïve joy and love for him. Not unlike what she’d just allowed herself to experience a few moments ago. But was she ready to take that leap of faith?
She stared into his eyes, struggling with what to say.
“I . . . can’t yet.”
“Okay.” Josh nodded and closed his eyes.
She wished she could tell him she loved him, but it was just too soon for her.
Snuggling against his side, she laid her palm on his cheek and whispered, “I don’t mean to hurt you, by not saying it.”
When he opened his eyes and met her gaze, she worked up a smile. “I will admit this, though. Your way was a lot more fun.”
She expected a smug grin, but he just stared into her eyes in that unnerving way of his. Waiting for her to address the situation instead of avoiding it.
“Oh, all right.” Propping her head up on her hand, she returned his steady stare. “You were right when you said earlier that I’m afraid to be totally vulnerable. To allow myself the possibility of being hurt again. So if I say I love you, that’s when you’ll know I’m ready.”
“Fair enough.” He slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. “I shouldn’t have put you on the spot like that. Won’t happen again, okay?”
She nodded while swallowing back the emotion clogging her throat. “’Kay.”
His lips stretched into a grin and the fun Josh returned. “Told you so about slowing it all down though, right?”
And they were back to normal.
She poked his shoulder before she rolled out of bed. “I already admitted you were right, so go away. I have a deck to demolish.”
“How about I pick up a pizza for dinner, then after we eat, I’ll tear down the deck?”
Meg tugged her clothes back on. “Pizza sounds great, but I can do the deck on my own.”
“I know you’re capable, but what if you get hurt while you’re all alone out here? Promise you’ll let me do it, Meg.”
“Whatever.” That she could give him.
He quirked a brow. “So was that a yes?”
“Yes!” She leaned down and laid a hard kiss on his lips. “And for bringing me pizza, I may just let you have your way with me again after Haley goes to sleep tonight.”
Then she’d see if it was as mind-blowing the second time. Because really, after so long, any sex would have probably been great. Maybe it was just what she needed so her heart would finally know what to do.