He swung her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. The room was in darkness but the bathroom light was on, heightening the romantic mood. Cadde made fast work of the buttons on her shirt, his fingers caressing her soft flesh. She scooted back on the bed and removed her panties.
The muscles across his broad chest rippled as he removed his clothes and boots in record time. Without losing a second, he yanked off his Jockey shorts. She could only stare at his perfect male body. At the sight of his full arousal, her stomach lurched in anticipation and moisture pooled between her legs.
With one knee on the mattress, he hovered above her and then gathered her into his arms in the most powerful embrace she’d ever felt; gentle, loving and exhilarating. Her feminine body pressing against his hardness was an erotic sensation. Her mind swirled as she got lost in his masculine touch.
“What’s that scent?” he asked, his lips against her skin.
“It’s…cherry blossom…lotion.”
His lips trailed from her neck to her breasts and pinpoints of heat permeated her body. Unable to resist, her hand went to hard muscles and thus began a ritual of them really getting to know each other intimately. He moaned at her tentative efforts. She became bolder, holding and stroking him.
After tasting every part of her until she wanted to scream from the unabashed pleasure, he took her lips once again, deeply, riveting. She couldn’t even think. She just craved him.
He rolled onto her and she instinctively opened her legs, needing him in a way she didn’t quite understand. At his first thrust, she stiffened. She didn’t want to do that, but it was natural and she had to get past it. Breathing heavily, Cadde paused and his body stilled.
Tightening her arms around him, she whispered, “Please, Cadde.”
He moaned. “Jessie.”
She wrapped her legs around him, refusing to let him stop. He moaned again and thrust inside her. Slow and easy, he kept up the rhythm and her body welcomed him, needing every thrust in a way that surprised her. The pain was forgotten as every nerve ending came alive in her. Slow and easy became fast and furious and she enjoyed the delicious rocking vibe. Her body convulsed in waves of unimaginable gratification.
It shook everything she’d ever thought about sex. About men. There was no way to describe what she was feeling. She felt as if she was falling off a mountain top and sailing into clean, fresh air, buffeted only by Cadde’s arms.
His body shuttered in release and she kept holding on, hoping this moment would never end—the moment she’d found out everything she’d ever wanted to know about sex with a man she loved.
“You lied,” he breathed into her neck.
“Yes,” she admitted without one ounce of shame, running her fingers through his hair.
He rolled away and her body felt bereft of his warm skin. “You should have told me.”
“Why?” She propped up on one elbow.
“Just because…” He turned to look at her. “Are you okay?”
She took his hand and placed it on her face. “Feel that smile. It’s from ear to ear. You did that.” She scooted closer and laid her head on his shoulder, her palm on his chest. “Now I’m tired and sleepy.”
Cadde stayed awake long after Jessie had fallen into a deep slumber. She was a virgin. All the signs were there but he never saw them. She wanted to wait. Well, there’d been a reason for that—a good reason.
He thought once again how sheltered her world had been with guards and guns. She didn’t have a life and maybe now she was going a little too fast. Running a hand over his face, he sighed. He’d wanted to stop, but she wouldn’t let him and the honest truth was he didn’t know if he could. Heartfelt emotions were exploding all around him and he just wanted her, virgin or not. He hadn’t had sex in a while so that could be the reason. Or it could be Jessie.
She knew how to push his buttons and she knew how to make his body respond. At the last she’d really gotten into it and he had a hard time keeping them on the bed. Wild virgin Jessie. If it got any better, he didn’t know if his heart could take it. But he was willing to find out.
Slipping out of bed, he went down the hall to turn out the lights, doing the same in the bathroom. He crawled back in beside Jessie and pulled the sheet over them. Making a soft whimpering sound, she snuggled into him as if they’d been sleeping together all their lives.
For some reason sleep evaded him. The business deal kept tempting his mind. He’d fulfilled his end of the agreement. Now she had to do the same. Shilah—that’s what was important to him. But no matter how he tried to slice it in Shilah’s favor, he knew something special had happened tonight.