into her, whispering his
love as he moved. Sweetness with edge. Passion with barely contained ecstasy.
He held it in until she reached that first pulsing moment of release.
Despite the
slowness of their lovemaking, the climax came wildly, explosively. Wave after
wave of fiery pleasure swept through her, swirling with soul-shattering
intensity, both in her mind and her center where Will filled her so completely.
She couldn’t do more than breathe in short, heated gasps, pressing her face
into the crook of his neck as his body tensed with his jarring end. With a
harsh groan of satisfaction, Will shuddered, his hands buried in her hair. She
wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him deep within her.
After a long
moment passed, Will finally rolled off her, pulling out of her body but still
keeping her in his arms. Not for a split second did he release her and she was
glad. She wanted every touch, knowing the consequences of holding on to him so
tightly There was no way she’d give up any part of this incredible gift of love
he offered, a gift that no other man had ever bestowed before.
She closed her
eyes and let herself drift. How in the world could she go from jilted bride to
satiated lover in less than two weeks? Her body felt wonderful, better than
ever before. There’d be no sneaking out on Will this time. Already the sun had
disappeared behind the wall of trees outside her window, casting the room in
amber light. She and Will were under the blankets, their limbs tangled
together. She couldn’t move, even if she’d wanted to. All she needed was the
soothing caress of Will’s hand on her shoulder, the idle stroke of his fingers
on her skin.
For the moment,
she’d bask in his love, take it for all it was worth and hold it to her. Her
head rested on his chest and she listened intently to his steady heartbeat.
Later, after they were rested, she would want him again.
She would want
him all night long, to spend the night with her and remind her that he loved
her.
But before that
could happen, she’d have to let him know of her possible plans to stay in New Hampshire.
Maybe her plans would change his. Maybe she should’ve told him before they’d
fallen into bed with each other. Too late for that.
“Will?”
“Hmmm?” He
didn’t move an inch.
“I need to tell
you something.”
“Am I going to
hate it or love it?”
Lori chuckled
and kissed his chest. “Not sure. But I have a feeling you’ll probably hate it.”
Heavy silence
fell between them before he finally spoke in a hard voice. “Then why tell me?”
“Because I want
to be fair. To you. To us.”
His arms
tightened around her. “Do you mean to tell me there could be an ‘us’?”
She kissed him
again. “There’s always been an ‘us.’ But the dynamics of the relationship have
changed.”
“For the
better.”
“In many ways.
But please, be quiet and let me talk.”
“Talk.”
“I want to stay
here. In New Hampshire.”
“What,
permanently?” Will sat up, pulling her with him so she was practically on his
lap. He pushed back her hair.
“I think so,”
she replied softly. From the concern in his gray gaze, this was a blow to him.
“Lori, why?
Okay, I think I know why , but you have a life down in Florida.
Everything is there.”
“And maybe I
need to get away from ‘everything.’ I don’t want the reminders, Will. Or the
old life. I have never felt so at home since coming here. That’s something I
won’t have once I go back.”
“Darling,
you’ll always have a home down there.”
She sighed. Was
she hurting him? That wasn’t her intention. She knew what he meant, she could
move in with him and they could continue to cultivate this affair. But as much
as she wanted him , she didn’t want Orlando.
“I appreciate
that, but Will, there’d be so much talk. I don’t want to be the center of more
gossip. I’ve had my fill of it. On Monday, I’ll go back to my old job, which I
hate, and the people there will
love as he moved. Sweetness with edge. Passion with barely contained ecstasy.
He held it in until she reached that first pulsing moment of release.
Despite the
slowness of their lovemaking, the climax came wildly, explosively. Wave after
wave of fiery pleasure swept through her, swirling with soul-shattering
intensity, both in her mind and her center where Will filled her so completely.
She couldn’t do more than breathe in short, heated gasps, pressing her face
into the crook of his neck as his body tensed with his jarring end. With a
harsh groan of satisfaction, Will shuddered, his hands buried in her hair. She
wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him deep within her.
After a long
moment passed, Will finally rolled off her, pulling out of her body but still
keeping her in his arms. Not for a split second did he release her and she was
glad. She wanted every touch, knowing the consequences of holding on to him so
tightly There was no way she’d give up any part of this incredible gift of love
he offered, a gift that no other man had ever bestowed before.
She closed her
eyes and let herself drift. How in the world could she go from jilted bride to
satiated lover in less than two weeks? Her body felt wonderful, better than
ever before. There’d be no sneaking out on Will this time. Already the sun had
disappeared behind the wall of trees outside her window, casting the room in
amber light. She and Will were under the blankets, their limbs tangled
together. She couldn’t move, even if she’d wanted to. All she needed was the
soothing caress of Will’s hand on her shoulder, the idle stroke of his fingers
on her skin.
For the moment,
she’d bask in his love, take it for all it was worth and hold it to her. Her
head rested on his chest and she listened intently to his steady heartbeat.
Later, after they were rested, she would want him again.
She would want
him all night long, to spend the night with her and remind her that he loved
her.
But before that
could happen, she’d have to let him know of her possible plans to stay in New Hampshire.
Maybe her plans would change his. Maybe she should’ve told him before they’d
fallen into bed with each other. Too late for that.
“Will?”
“Hmmm?” He
didn’t move an inch.
“I need to tell
you something.”
“Am I going to
hate it or love it?”
Lori chuckled
and kissed his chest. “Not sure. But I have a feeling you’ll probably hate it.”
Heavy silence
fell between them before he finally spoke in a hard voice. “Then why tell me?”
“Because I want
to be fair. To you. To us.”
His arms
tightened around her. “Do you mean to tell me there could be an ‘us’?”
She kissed him
again. “There’s always been an ‘us.’ But the dynamics of the relationship have
changed.”
“For the
better.”
“In many ways.
But please, be quiet and let me talk.”
“Talk.”
“I want to stay
here. In New Hampshire.”
“What,
permanently?” Will sat up, pulling her with him so she was practically on his
lap. He pushed back her hair.
“I think so,”
she replied softly. From the concern in his gray gaze, this was a blow to him.
“Lori, why?
Okay, I think I know why , but you have a life down in Florida.
Everything is there.”
“And maybe I
need to get away from ‘everything.’ I don’t want the reminders, Will. Or the
old life. I have never felt so at home since coming here. That’s something I
won’t have once I go back.”
“Darling,
you’ll always have a home down there.”
She sighed. Was
she hurting him? That wasn’t her intention. She knew what he meant, she could
move in with him and they could continue to cultivate this affair. But as much
as she wanted him , she didn’t want Orlando.
“I appreciate
that, but Will, there’d be so much talk. I don’t want to be the center of more
gossip. I’ve had my fill of it. On Monday, I’ll go back to my old job, which I
hate, and the people there will
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