Completion. She needed him to fill the void.
Jared faltered in his own exploration of her body, his breath more labored with her every touch.
Pressing her back against the reclined chair, he pushed up her short skirt and stripped off her panties ruthlessly. Within seconds, he knelt before her, her legs spread as he guided himself to her.
The tip of his erection felt smooth and deliciously hard against her hot flesh.
He hovered there, resting against the portal, but not pressing on. Bending to her, he cupped both her breasts in his hands, suckled and kissing her until she squirmed against him.
Then, in one smooth push, he was inside.
Kelsey clung to him, each long hard stroke bringing shivers of heaven. She heard her own breathing mingled with his harsh pants, heard the pleading, moaning in her throat with his every thrust.
Nothing. Ever. Felt. So. Good.
She’d have bargained with a deity to have this moment last forever.
Stroke by stroke, intimate, hard, breathtaking, he rode above her. Her arms flung out over her head, she rose to him, straining, gasping. Paradise in every movement, every driving push.
Kelsey felt the spiraling inside her, heard her own hoarse cry as the world exploded, sending rivulets of pleasure shivering over her. She threw her arms around his broad shoulders as the convulsion ebbed, a sob in every breath.
He was still hard in her, but stopped, kissing her temple, her mouth. Pulling out and bending to lick her nipple, then entering her again, Jared stopped hilt-deep. Encircling her in his arms, he rolled over until he lie on the bottom of the broad chair and she on the top.
A cool breeze tickled at her naked back. She sat astride him, fully engaged, his hands plucking at her breasts, then bracketing her hips.
Moaning, she moved against him, rocking and straining. With his hands firm on her hips, they thrust and moved together. He was powerful beneath her, both giving and taking, his face flushed with concentration.
Awash in sensation, Kelsey felt him thicken inside her, stroking faster now, harder.
She heard the harshness of his breathing and the rising, gasping wave of pleasure in her. Giving herself over again to the jubilation, she felt Jared stiffened and cried out.
Kelsey leaned forward, rocking with him as the spasms subsided. Collapsing on his chest, she felt the thundering of his heart.
Shifting her sideways, after a moment, Jared pulled her limp body against his, sheltered and cradled. She breathed in the scent of his body and sighed, holding tight.
She couldn’t let herself love him, but would she be able to give him up when their year together was over?
****
Jared snuggled his naked wife closer against him, wanting to shelter her against the breeze that rustled over the terrace.
She’d come to him, just as he’d hoped. He couldn’t help the surge of satisfaction it gave him. Far beyond the cataclysmic release of their bodies, her sexual availability convinced him he was winning her heart.
No matter how hip Kelsey looked and talked, he knew she’d never let a man love her body if she weren’t willing for him to love her heart as well.
***
“I don’t give a damn how you have to do it,” Jared said calmly an hour later. “Deliver that contract.”
Kelsey paused, fresh from the shower after their passionate interlude on the terrace. She heard Jared’s voice floating in from the living area. He was on the phone apparently. His business didn’t stay confined to the usual work week.
“I realize they’re being difficult. Yes. Well, I guess we’ll just have to break the union .”
She put the hair brush down, her hand trembling ever so slightly.
It always seemed so difficult to reconcile her generous, hot-blooded lover with the man who’s voice could be so implacable.
“If the U.S. Government can run the FAA without the union players, we can certainly handle one hotel,” Jared said.
Slipping the brush into the drawer, Kelsey found herself straining to hear the rest of the conversation.
“I want what we started out to get,” her husband said to his employee. “As long as we’re not breaking any laws, anything goes.”
With a quick step, she closed the bathroom door, Jared’s words still echoing in her head. He was certainly used to getting what he wanted.
Where did that leave them? Just how far would he go to get the child she now suspected he desired from her?
Of course, she could be wrong about that. Maybe he hadn’t meant anything by what he’d said to her mother. Still, she couldn’t help the shiver of fear that ran through her as she sank to the vanity chair behind her. Could she out-maneuver Jared and fight her own heart at the same time?
The fact that she couldn’t answer her own question left her feeling shaken. She couldn’t love him, couldn’t lay her heart open so foolishly. No matter what it took, she’d guard her feelings with determination, even though doing so was getting harder and harder.