again. He didn’t blame her for not trusting, but he would find a way to prove to her that she could trust him.
His hand whispered along the skin of her back. He didn’t want to wake her but he couldn’t keep his hand still. The more he touched her, the greater his need. His other hand tangled into her soft golden tresses. They were softer than silk and they slid easily through his fingers. He knew exactly what was happening to him. With every touch, glance, he was falling more in love with her. With that love came a certainty that no one could tear them apart. Not ever.
***
Sarah woke as the first rays of sun peaked into the room. She was still curled into Rex’s side. Her head rested on his shoulder and his arm nestled her against him, while his hand curled around her backside. One of her hands was splayed out in the hair of his chest. He had said they would sleep like this every night. It filled her heart to know it. Being with him like this made her more certain that he would never hurt her but would protect her as he had promised.
She lifted her head to look at his face. His lips parted as he breathed, the hard angles of his chin and cheeks softened by sleep. Warmth spread though her. Sarah loved this man, he had restored her life and her faith.
Her hand moved over his torso, longing to touch him more. Even in sleep, he was strong and muscular.
Laying her head back down, she snuggled closer. He inhaled deeply and gave her a squeeze. “Good morning,” his deep voice rumbled through her body. Sleep added even more roughness to his timber. The vibration of it sent little shock waves coursing through her body.
“Good morning,” she purred back.
Quick as a snake, he pulled her body on top of his. “I’d ask how you slept but I know it was well. You didn’t move for hours.”
“How do you know that?” she gasped.
His lips feathered over the skin of her neck, “I watched you.”
“You weren’t sleeping?” Her breath came out in short pants as his hands travelled up and down her back, his lips caressing her collar bone.
“No love. I couldn’t resist watching my angel.” His fingers found her soft core.
She moaned as he pulled his digit out and slipped his member inside of her. “You’re teasing me.”
“I’m not.” He guided her movements. “You are more perfect than I could have ever imagined. We have a week before we reach London. I plan to spend many more nights watching you sleep.”
She forced herself to focus despite the mind shattering sensations shooting through her body. She knew they had to return to face her uncle but it still filled her with dread, “Whatever happens, I want you to know--”“
He rolled them over, so that he was on top of her. “I’ll keep you safe, I swear to you.”
Sarah forgot to answer as her body took over. She held on tight to him as they came together in a perfect union.
Slowly, Sarah drifted back to reality. Rex sat up, getting out of bed. “Where are you going?” she cried.
He grinned back at her, taking her breath away all over again. “To get you some breakfast. You’ll need your energy.”
Raising her eyebrows, she arranged her features into an innocent look. “Whatever for?”
Now in his breeches, he climbed back onto the bed, pinning her down and giving her a long kiss. “You’ll find out after breakfast.” Jumping back up, he tossed on a shirt and his boots before heading out the door. “Now, don’t move, my angel. I’ll be right back.”
As soon as he was gone, Sarah jumped out of bed. Washing up, she brushed her hair and checked her reflection in the mirror. Taking a deep breath, she returned to the bed. She pulled the covers up over herself and then slid them down. Shifting onto her side, Sarah brought the covers to just over her breasts. Looking down, she tried to assess how she looked.
Last night had been the most amazing of her life. More than anything, she wanted Rex to feel the same way. She bit her lip.
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