He jumped off the bed and undressed in a heartbeat, then found one of the many condoms he’d been smart enough to pack. He quickly tore it open and sheathed himself, then returned to the bed, where she was watching him with a hunger that matched his own.
“All dressed up and ready to go?” she said saucily.
“That’s right.” He slid closer and planted a kiss on her smooth shoulder. “Now, where was I? Let’s see.”
He moved lower again, kissing and licking his way down her body. He stopped to taste her breasts once again, filling his senses, then moving along the soft contours of her stomach and hips. She was breathless by the time he reached the apex of her sleek thighs.
“Ah yes,” he murmured as he reached beneath her panties with his fingers to find her hot, moist core. “I was right here.”
She trembled and moaned her need as his fingers began to stroke her inner heat, taking her to the edge and back again, driving her to the brink of release, then pulling her back once more. Her soft pleas became groans of need and Connor was certain he’d never known such all-consuming desire before. Not even ten years ago when all he’d wanted was Maggie. This was more. This was bigger. He craved her with every fiber of his being.
He hooked his thumbs around the band of her panties and tugged them off slowly, killing himself with pleasure as he watched them slide over her curvy hips and down her shapely legs. When he reached her ankles, she nudged him away with one foot while she used the other to fling the panties across the room.
He laughed and glanced up at her. Her full lips were curved in a sexy smile and her brandy-hued eyes gleamed with feminine power and pleasure. She’d never looked more beautiful to him and he decided, in that moment, that he needed honesty between them.
“I’ve wanted you in my bed since I saw you last week,” he said, moving closer and positioning himself. In one swift motion, he entered her and crushed his mouth against hers. She gripped his shoulders as their bodies rocked together in a sensual, synchronous rhythm that seemed to arise from within them and overtake them effortlessly.
He felt her heart beating in time to his, kissed the smooth surface of her neck and shoulders. He’d never felt more alive as he strained to bring her the ultimate pleasure possible while holding out on the same for himself for as long as humanly possible. But as her body strained against his, as her sumptuous breasts pressed into his chest, as her stunning legs wrapped more tightly around his waist, he felt a stab of need stronger than any he’d experienced before. He pressed more deeply, filling her completely, building up the hunger within them both until they were clinging to the edge of sheer passion.
She fell first, crying out his name and shuddering in his arms, leaving Connor overwhelmed by a bone-deep sense of fulfillment. With one last driving thrust, he echoed her cry with his own and a dark, wild rapture hurtled him over the edge.
Seven
What did you do?
She’d had sex with Connor, she reminded herself, with a mental cuff to the head. Wasn’t it obvious? The man himself was still warm, sexy, naked and snuggled beside her in their big comfy bed.
Sex with Connor. It had been even better than she remembered. More than wonderful, it was spectacular. Better than fireworks. Or rainbows. It was awesome. The best sex she’d experienced in…forever? Hard to believe, but Connor was a better lover than he used to be, and he’d been pretty darned good back in the day.
Connor had always been wonderful, thoughtful and giving. But now he was so much more than that. He was powerful and agile and…oh, mercy. Did she already mention awesome?