He was even more beautiful than she’d remembered. A smattering of dark hair covered his chest and abdomen. The hard planes of his body, the lean muscular legs and the flat belly all registered but didn’t compute. Her eyes were too busy focusing on the part of his anatomy standing at stiff attention.#p#分页标题#e#
She moved closer and slid her hand down the length of him. “I think I’ll start here.”
He stood absolutely still, his eyes dark as midnight fixed on her.
Using long strokes, July caressed him from the base all the way to the smooth tip. Then she pushed him back to the bed and dropped to her knees.
“You don’t have to—”
“I want to,” she said, taking him deeply into her mouth.
His fingers laced through her hair as she began to suck. His breath grew rapid. She felt him grow even larger in her mouth. He moaned.
Then suddenly, without warning, he lifted her up and she was on the bed next to him.
“You didn’t like it?” she asked.
“I liked it a lot,” he said then proceeded to scatter kisses on her face and down her neck. “But tonight is about you, too. There are so many ways I want to give you pleasure.”
Then his mouth closed over hers and July knew nothing except the feel and the taste of him. She forgot that this was the first time since Adam because once he entered her she was more than ready for him. She dug her nails into his shoulders as he stroked long and hard and deep. Each thrust pushing her closer to the edge. Each thrust binding him to her. When she finally shattered, he came with her, crying out her name.
David woke the next morning to find July asleep beside him. He raised himself on one elbow, reluctant to move farther and risk waking her up.
It had been a late night for both of them. After they’d made love the first time, they’d remained in each other’s arms and just talked. Though she’d shared bits of information about her childhood he got the feeling she was holding something back.
Where she didn’t hold back was in bed. It hadn’t been long before he wanted her all over again. And she was eager, too. With them, once never seemed enough.
But it wasn’t all about the sex. It wasn’t just July’s body he wanted, it was her heart.
He loved her.
David didn’t just want her for one day or one night or even one year…but for a lifetime. And Adam, well it didn’t matter if the baby was his or not, he already loved the child like a son.
Now all he had to do was find out if July felt the same.
The ringing of his cell phone split the air. Muttering a curse, he slid out of bed and hurried across the room to the dresser.
Thankfully July hadn’t stirred. He slid the phone open without looking at the readout. “Dr. Wahl.”
“David, this is Gary. I hope I didn’t wake you.”
David glanced at the clock on the bedside stand and widened his eyes. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept until nine. “No. I was awake.”
“Good.”
David could hear the relief mixed with a healthy dose of nervousness in the man’s voice. He wondered if he’d been too hard on the guy. Sure, Gary had been a demanding boss, but he’d given Celeste a lot of opportunities. Even if the hours were long and that last year she was on the road more than she was home, Celeste had loved her job.
“—next week. Would that work?”
“Hold on a second, Gary.” David grabbed a robe from a hook in his closet, tossed it on then quietly stepped out of the room. “What were you saying about next week?”
“I’m going to be in Jackson on Friday. I wondered if we could meet for a few minutes. Grab a cup of coffee somewhere?”
For some reason, getting together seemed very important to the guy. Gary had attended Celeste’s funeral—had come all the way from L.A. for the service—but they’d only spoken briefly. David remembered how distraught Gary had been, almost as if he was blaming himself for Celeste’s death. Though David blamed Gary—and still did at times—in his logical moments he accepted that the accident could just as easily have happened on his wife’s way to the store. The fact that she was on her way to the airport for a business meeting wasn’t relevant. David had wanted to tell the man that the day of the funeral but there had been too many people, too many friends wanting to express their condolences. By the time the crowd thinned, Gary was gone.#p#分页标题#e#
No, the least David could do was give the guy a half hour of his time. “Barring any big emergencies, I should be out of the hospital by four,” David said. “Will that time work for you?”