Page 36 of A Powerful Attraction

Sherry brushed dark hair back from his forehead. “I love you too.”

“¿Cuánto?”How much?

“Mucho,mucho,mucho,” Sherry whispered.

Alex cupped her face and gazed into her eyes. “No puedo imaginarmemi vida sin ti.”

Sherry’s heart swelled with happiness. “I can’t imagine my life without you, either.”

She always melted when he expressed his feelings for her with such sweet words, and when he looked at her like now—all intense, his hazel eyes filled with love and speaking in his native tongue—it never failed to turn her on.

She rotated her hips against his. Never breaking eye contact, Alex squeezed her bottom and lifted his pelvis just enough to tease her with his hardening body.

“Do you have any plans for us today?” Sherry asked.

“Nothing that can’t be changed,” Alex replied.

Sherry threaded her fingers through the hair at his temple. “We have three days left in Medellín. How about we take a break from sightseeing and stay in to enjoy this lazy, rainy day?”

“But what will we do? How will we stay busy?” Alex frowned with faux-concern.

“Hmmm, I’m sure we can think of something.”

He rolled her onto her back, and she giggled, flinging her arms around his neck.

Alex settled between her legs, heat flaring in his eyes. “I’m sure we can.”

They made love, hungry kisses and firm caresses expressing their affection and desire for one another, while the thrusting motion of their hips lifted them higher to the zenith. As tension twisted in her abdomen, Sherry tightened her arms and legs around Alex, and their forged bodies rocked together in sync.

When they finally came, his guttural groans and her gasping cries mingled with the sound of rain pelting the rooftop, the exterior walls, and the windows of their temporary abode.