Page 68 of Fire and Ice

This time, when she exploded, she could no longer stand. Grady caught her to him as he stood and kissed her. When she was steady, he made short work of washing his hair and the sand and sunblock from his body. She told him she wanted to clean him with the sponge, but he’d denied her.

He gave her a smoldering look. “I have other plans in mind, honey, and if you touch me, those might all go to hell.”

After he rinsed the conditioner out of her hair, he turned off the water, and they dried each other with big fluffy white towels.

He insisted on brushing her hair, taking out the tangles until her wavy, wet hair was smooth around her face. When he finished, he kissed her softly before leading her to the bungalow’s master bedroom.

They reached the bed, and she grasped his erection, wanting to go down on him. He sucked in his breath.

“Later.” He took her hand in his. “Right now, I want to make love to you.”

The way he said it made her belly somersault. “Yes.” The word came out in a whisper.

He shifted her on the bed and slid onto the mattress. He positioned himself between her thighs and looked down at her.

The intensity in his blue eyes and the emotion she saw there took her breath away.

He slid his erection inside her, slow and easy, never breaking the connection between their gazes. The way he watched her as he made love to her stole her breath.

His weight felt so good on top of her, his hips so perfect between her thighs. She moaned at the incredible feeling of having him fill her as he did.

She moved her hips up as he drove into her. They rocked together at an easy pace, two puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together.

Her face flushed as an orgasm built inside her, and her body seemed to burst into flames, like one of the five-alarm blazes Grady had extinguished with other firefighters. The only thing that could put her fire out was Grady bringing her to peak and then coming inside her.

She made soft cries that grew louder as her climax drew closer. Louder and louder—she couldn’t hold in the sounds. He increased his pace, and she thought she would boil over from the fierce heat inside her body.

“Come, baby.” He gave a hard thrust.

It drove her into a climax powerful enough to cause stars to whirl behind her eyes when she closed them.

“Open your eyes.” His voice sounded hoarse as he ordered her.

She obeyed. The moment their eyes met, his features tensed, and he shouted out his climax.

His cock throbbed within her as her core squeezed him. The way he pulsed inside her made her own climax carry on.

When the last strains of their orgasms died down, he slipped out of her and brought her into the circle of his arms.

He squeezed her to him. “What do you say about not taking the pill anymore and having a baby?”

She looked up at him in surprise, a different kind of warmth flowing over her. “Yes. I want a child with you more than anything.”

He looked like he could burst with as much happiness as she felt. She shifted and felt him growing hard against her belly.

She smiled, pushed him on his back, and straddled him. “I think we could use more practice.”

“Practice makes perfect,” he said as they fitted together once again.

She laughed. “I love you, Grady.”

He caressed her cheek with his knuckles. “You’ll always be the love of my life, and I can’t believe I get to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you.”

“And you are mine.” She smiled, and he kissed her as they became one again.