surrounded him. The feeling of complete bliss grew with every stroke, and the emotions he’d felt in the vineyard welled to the surface once again.
Their bodies worked in unison as he gripped her hips and pumped himself in and out of her. She matched him thrust for thrust, taking as much of him as she could and calling for more.
Without missing a stroke, he maneuvered her to her back and took control. He had to see her, to watch this beauty find her rapture. He positioned himself for optimum penetration and slid in and out, back and forth, as they neared a powerful precipice. Together they gasped and groaned as every nerve in his body fired and cried out yes! Their bodies reached the breaking point simultaneously and succumbed to the delicious torments of genuine lovemaking. Ivan thrust hard and true, spilling all that he was into her emotionally, spiritually, and physically. Her head thrown back in ecstasy, Jaden was gorgeous. And she was forever his. Wave after wave thrummed through them as they climaxed together as one.
When there was nothing more to give or receive, they collapsed in an exhausted lover’s embrace. He rested his head on her breast and listened to her heart beat as she stroked her fingers through his hair. The world had never been more perfect.
Chapter 9
“Dance Naked”
I T D IDN’T M ATTER W HO W AS V ISITING W HOM , Jaden’s west coast time clock always out-slept Ivan’s east coast setting. And one of his secret pleasures was to wake and find his love fast asleep. He loved these quiet, uninterrupted moments when he could indulge in her raw and unguarded beauty, memorizing every freckle and feature. He brushed her hair away from her face, slowly so as not to wake her.
Jaden lay on her side with her hands clasped under her chin. The white sheet was draped low over her hip, revealing the feminine slope of her body. He loved the way her long, dark eyelashes were such a contrast to the delicate skin just above her cheekbones and how the heart-shaped curve of her lip formed the most perfect pout when she slept. Her ribcage rose and fell with every whisper of breath.
Ivan ghosted a single finger across her shoulder, along her stomach, up the slope of her hips, and back again. Her eyebrows twitched, and she began to stir. She nuzzled her head against the pillow and a slow smile spread across her lips. “Hmmm…Morning.”
He added a bit of pressure to the patterns he traced on her skin. “Good morning. Did you sleep okay?”
“I did.” She wriggled closer to him on the bed. “I wish we could fall asleep together every night.”
“One day soon,” he replied, his voice full of hope and unspoken promises. He kissed to the top of her head, inhaling her sweet scent—a scent that evoked a flood of memories from the evening before. “Big night tonight. We get to meet that pretty little co-host of yours.”
“Please, don’t remind me,” she shot back with a growl. “At least I’ll have you there to keep him at bay.”
“Damn right I’ll keep him at bay. I may need to mark my territory, so if I pee on your leg during the party, think nothing of it.”
Her eyes opened, and she giggled. “You’re such a freak!”
He wrapped his arms around her, gripped her ass with both hands, and pulled her against him. “And you love it!”
“I sure do.” She snuggled into him and wrapped one leg over his hips as he began to grind his erection against her. “How much time do we have before we have to leave for the airport?”
“Enough.”
“Ohhhh, no. I’m not falling for that. Remember the last time we had a pre-flight quickie? You had to bribe the cabbie, and we sprinted all the way to the gate.”
He nestled his head in the crook of her neck and began kissing and nibbling just below her ear. “It was totally worth it.”
“Yes, ahh…yes, it was…” she said. “Ivan…”
He smiled against her warm skin and kept up the teasing, hoping he could coax her into the same
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