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need and enlarged it with his every movement.
She decided to take her own destiny into her hands for one of the very few times in her life. At last she was grown-up enough to know what she wanted and how to go get it. And what she wanted was more of Nick.
âYou know, Iâm very athletic and healthy,â she murmured in his ear with a small moan. âI donât think it would hurt me any to try that again now. Right now. Please.â She bumped her hips against his groin.
âThatâs cheating, Annie.â But as he said the words one of his hands slipped between them, moved to the juncture of her thighs and lightly stroked and cupped, bringing dampness and moisture into his hand.
âNoâ¦â she insisted against his shoulder. âThatâs asking for what I want.â
She bit into his neck and Nick groaned as she felt a shudder move through him. He eased his shaft inside her body again and waited, as if he wanted her to be sure.
She was more sure of himâ¦of this nightâ¦than anything before. She lifted her hips as much as possible and sighed with the relief of having him deep inside once more. It felt strangely right, strangely familiar.
He began moving, slowly this time. Back and forth. Slow and sure. Nick was drawing her up, one agonizing inch at a time, as his lips moved over her skin. Kissing her shoulders, lips, breasts, he was building the fire between them to daredevil heights.
She squirmed, and this time when Annie burst into flames, they were all-consuming, all-absorbing. As her body began to let go, she felt him trembling, relenting, rippling with pleasure right along beside her.
Nick gripped her so tightly that she felt safe enough to fall over any edge with him. Wild explosions rocked through them both. She screamed at the exact moment Nick threw back his head and cried out to the heavens.
The world tilted. The storm thrashed wildly about them. And crazy images of forever burst into Annieâs soul.
Five
I t must be a true magical spell that could fill the night with such enchantment, Annie thought. She leaned up on one hand and rested her back against the sofa, staring down at Nick as he dozed next to her.
He was absolutely the most gorgeous man. She loved his aristocratic features. The high cheekbones and sculpted jawline were a perfect match for his broad shoulders and long muscular limbs. She also found especially endearing the steel-blue hue that his eyes became whenever she caught him watching her.
Annie used the tip of her finger to trace the frown lines across his forehead. Soon she felt a corresponding but vague frown in the vicinity of her heart.
It wasnât particularly flattering for him to be having a bad dream right after making love with her. She fervently hoped his nightmare wasnât caused by anything sheâd done.
But she had to guess that this dream was probably caused by the memory of his lost wife. Nickâs mother had told her that his wife had died in the same yachting accident that blew out his knee. Sheâd also said that Nick had tried to save his wife, nearly drowning himself in the attempt.
Annie imagined that he must dwell on the accident. Maybe that was why he became so irritable on occasion.
Whenever Annie knew that Nickâs body was causing him pain, she also clearly saw the ache of a bad memory in his eyes. Occasionally, sheâd even caught a hint of guilt hiding behind that pain.
The minute she thought of his guilt, it made her uncomfortable. The idea of Nick having either pain or guilt over his wifeâs death so soon after the two of them had been intimate together made her totally miserable.
Not the least bit sorry sheâd made love to this beautiful but haunted man, Annie nevertheless found herself falling into a depression. After finally finding such fabulous power and need, it was with a man who would never be free from his memories.
Sometimes life really did suck and then you
She decided to take her own destiny into her hands for one of the very few times in her life. At last she was grown-up enough to know what she wanted and how to go get it. And what she wanted was more of Nick.
âYou know, Iâm very athletic and healthy,â she murmured in his ear with a small moan. âI donât think it would hurt me any to try that again now. Right now. Please.â She bumped her hips against his groin.
âThatâs cheating, Annie.â But as he said the words one of his hands slipped between them, moved to the juncture of her thighs and lightly stroked and cupped, bringing dampness and moisture into his hand.
âNoâ¦â she insisted against his shoulder. âThatâs asking for what I want.â
She bit into his neck and Nick groaned as she felt a shudder move through him. He eased his shaft inside her body again and waited, as if he wanted her to be sure.
She was more sure of himâ¦of this nightâ¦than anything before. She lifted her hips as much as possible and sighed with the relief of having him deep inside once more. It felt strangely right, strangely familiar.
He began moving, slowly this time. Back and forth. Slow and sure. Nick was drawing her up, one agonizing inch at a time, as his lips moved over her skin. Kissing her shoulders, lips, breasts, he was building the fire between them to daredevil heights.
She squirmed, and this time when Annie burst into flames, they were all-consuming, all-absorbing. As her body began to let go, she felt him trembling, relenting, rippling with pleasure right along beside her.
Nick gripped her so tightly that she felt safe enough to fall over any edge with him. Wild explosions rocked through them both. She screamed at the exact moment Nick threw back his head and cried out to the heavens.
The world tilted. The storm thrashed wildly about them. And crazy images of forever burst into Annieâs soul.
Five
I t must be a true magical spell that could fill the night with such enchantment, Annie thought. She leaned up on one hand and rested her back against the sofa, staring down at Nick as he dozed next to her.
He was absolutely the most gorgeous man. She loved his aristocratic features. The high cheekbones and sculpted jawline were a perfect match for his broad shoulders and long muscular limbs. She also found especially endearing the steel-blue hue that his eyes became whenever she caught him watching her.
Annie used the tip of her finger to trace the frown lines across his forehead. Soon she felt a corresponding but vague frown in the vicinity of her heart.
It wasnât particularly flattering for him to be having a bad dream right after making love with her. She fervently hoped his nightmare wasnât caused by anything sheâd done.
But she had to guess that this dream was probably caused by the memory of his lost wife. Nickâs mother had told her that his wife had died in the same yachting accident that blew out his knee. Sheâd also said that Nick had tried to save his wife, nearly drowning himself in the attempt.
Annie imagined that he must dwell on the accident. Maybe that was why he became so irritable on occasion.
Whenever Annie knew that Nickâs body was causing him pain, she also clearly saw the ache of a bad memory in his eyes. Occasionally, sheâd even caught a hint of guilt hiding behind that pain.
The minute she thought of his guilt, it made her uncomfortable. The idea of Nick having either pain or guilt over his wifeâs death so soon after the two of them had been intimate together made her totally miserable.
Not the least bit sorry sheâd made love to this beautiful but haunted man, Annie nevertheless found herself falling into a depression. After finally finding such fabulous power and need, it was with a man who would never be free from his memories.
Sometimes life really did suck and then you
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