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his senses. He opened his eyes, squinting through the piercing brightness pervading the room, and let his gaze drift over her. She laid snuggled spoon-style in front of him, the white sheet draped low over the swell of her hip, leaving her bare from the waist up.
Unable to resist the call of her skin, he slid his hand over the curve of her hip and let it dip into her narrow waist, luxuriating in the creamy texture. He hadn’t felt this relaxed since before his mother called two days ago to give him the bad news about his father. A permanent knot formed in his gut that had only gotten tighter and larger when he came off the highway and made the thirty minute drive into town. Now the knot was gone and he was … in awe of her.
When he glided around her ribcage and up to claim one full breast, her nipple hardened beneath his touch. His body responded full force, his blood pumping hot and hard through his veins. As he hoped, Cat purred and pressed her backside against him.
“Morning.” He leaned in to nip the curve of her shoulder. His arm tightened reflexively around her waist, and he rocked his hips against her in return.
She rewarded him with another soft mewling but pulled away and rolled to face him. Playfulness gleamed in her eyes. The sun filtering into the room played off red highlights in her now-tangled locks and added a certain sparkle to the depths of her eyes. She looked gloriously mussed and every bit as at ease as he felt.
“You are the most beautiful sight I’ve seen in a long time, do you know that?” He pulled her close again.
“Aren’t you ever satisfied?” A saucy grin played at the corners of her mouth, desire smoldering in her eyes, as she slid one slender leg over his hip and arched against him.
Fire flooded his veins, sending his heartbeat thundering in his ears.
“There’s a gorgeous, naked woman in my bed.” He rolled her onto her back and tucked her beneath him, molding his body into her soft curves. “How can I resist?”
He leaned down and nuzzled her throat, then trailed his lips across her jaw, savoring the sweetness of her skin. She arched her neck to give him better access and dragged the tips of her nails lightly up and down his back, the shivers the sensation created only fueling the inferno blazing within him. When her hips rose to meet his, his body burned with the intense need to plunge into her heat, to lose himself all over again.
The ending he knew was coming was seared in the back of his mind.
“Besides,” he lifted his head, “I want to make you scream one more time before I have to take you home.”
He meant the comment as a tease, to dispel the weight settling in his chest and daring him to acknowledge the need twisting in his gut. An overwhelming need to see her again. One he firmly intended on ignoring. Leaving it at one night was best for both of them. One night was simple, uncomplicated.
“Shower with me.” He brushed his mouth over hers, relieved when she leaned into his kiss.
“Sounds heavenly.” She smiled, relief flashing in her eyes, and nodded.
He exited the bed, pulled her up with him and led her into the adjoining bathroom.
As much as he wanted otherwise, their relationship had to remain the way it was. He was leaving in a month’s time. He wanted to mend the bridge between him and his father. With any luck, he’d have the courage to visit the Hartmans and say all those things he should have said ten years ago, maybe even stop by Kaylee’s grave, and ease the wound on his soul from that nightmarish night. His heart, though, wasn’t in this town, and in the end, he’d head back to L.A. The last thing he wanted was to bring her pain or disappointment.
As they crossed the threshold into the bathroom, she pushed into his arms, lifted onto her toes, and nipped at his bottom lip. As he stood staring down into her gorgeous eyes, the truth hit him. He couldn’t do it, couldn’t let the night end on a lie. He owed her the truth. It was time
Unable to resist the call of her skin, he slid his hand over the curve of her hip and let it dip into her narrow waist, luxuriating in the creamy texture. He hadn’t felt this relaxed since before his mother called two days ago to give him the bad news about his father. A permanent knot formed in his gut that had only gotten tighter and larger when he came off the highway and made the thirty minute drive into town. Now the knot was gone and he was … in awe of her.
When he glided around her ribcage and up to claim one full breast, her nipple hardened beneath his touch. His body responded full force, his blood pumping hot and hard through his veins. As he hoped, Cat purred and pressed her backside against him.
“Morning.” He leaned in to nip the curve of her shoulder. His arm tightened reflexively around her waist, and he rocked his hips against her in return.
She rewarded him with another soft mewling but pulled away and rolled to face him. Playfulness gleamed in her eyes. The sun filtering into the room played off red highlights in her now-tangled locks and added a certain sparkle to the depths of her eyes. She looked gloriously mussed and every bit as at ease as he felt.
“You are the most beautiful sight I’ve seen in a long time, do you know that?” He pulled her close again.
“Aren’t you ever satisfied?” A saucy grin played at the corners of her mouth, desire smoldering in her eyes, as she slid one slender leg over his hip and arched against him.
Fire flooded his veins, sending his heartbeat thundering in his ears.
“There’s a gorgeous, naked woman in my bed.” He rolled her onto her back and tucked her beneath him, molding his body into her soft curves. “How can I resist?”
He leaned down and nuzzled her throat, then trailed his lips across her jaw, savoring the sweetness of her skin. She arched her neck to give him better access and dragged the tips of her nails lightly up and down his back, the shivers the sensation created only fueling the inferno blazing within him. When her hips rose to meet his, his body burned with the intense need to plunge into her heat, to lose himself all over again.
The ending he knew was coming was seared in the back of his mind.
“Besides,” he lifted his head, “I want to make you scream one more time before I have to take you home.”
He meant the comment as a tease, to dispel the weight settling in his chest and daring him to acknowledge the need twisting in his gut. An overwhelming need to see her again. One he firmly intended on ignoring. Leaving it at one night was best for both of them. One night was simple, uncomplicated.
“Shower with me.” He brushed his mouth over hers, relieved when she leaned into his kiss.
“Sounds heavenly.” She smiled, relief flashing in her eyes, and nodded.
He exited the bed, pulled her up with him and led her into the adjoining bathroom.
As much as he wanted otherwise, their relationship had to remain the way it was. He was leaving in a month’s time. He wanted to mend the bridge between him and his father. With any luck, he’d have the courage to visit the Hartmans and say all those things he should have said ten years ago, maybe even stop by Kaylee’s grave, and ease the wound on his soul from that nightmarish night. His heart, though, wasn’t in this town, and in the end, he’d head back to L.A. The last thing he wanted was to bring her pain or disappointment.
As they crossed the threshold into the bathroom, she pushed into his arms, lifted onto her toes, and nipped at his bottom lip. As he stood staring down into her gorgeous eyes, the truth hit him. He couldn’t do it, couldn’t let the night end on a lie. He owed her the truth. It was time
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