Page 47 of Unwrapping Love

His hand moved down her hip, over her thigh, barely missing her pump and not stopping or flinching, just finding her puffy, tender flesh that he’d tasted so thoroughly before, and this time pressed down hard with his thumb.

It was as if he were holding a magic button for her body to launch.

She came out of nowhere and came harder than she had in her life.

He released the button controlling her movements, grasped her waist again, and slammed himself against her.

She held herself open and wide for his taking, feeling him ram up as she continued to pulse and tremble as he came right along with her.

Her legs were aching from the tension in them, so she sat down to relieve them.

He pulled her close to his chest, held her tight, kissed her neck, and whispered, “I’m not sure if that was good enough. We might need to try a few hundred more times before we leave.”

She leaned back to look at his face, the grin massive. “Jerk.”

She laughed with him. “Seriously, did you think we wouldn’t be compatible?”

‘“No, but I didn’t want any doubts either.”

She had enough of them in her life.

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PART OF HER BODY

“Happy New Year,” his mother said that afternoon. “Are you back home now? I want to say I was surprised you stayed as long as you had at the cabin, but since you weren’t alone…”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m home. Saylor had an earlier flight than me by an hour, so I’ve been in the airport longer than I wanted.”

“Is she home?” his mother asked.

“No. She had a layover and should get there in another hour.”

He’d hated to let her go.

The fear that he might not see her again wasn’t diminished, even though she not only filled out her endorsement paperwork the day after they’d first had sex, but they drove into Denver to get the live scan of her fingerprints sent too.

She didn’t hesitate to take that step.

Didn’t mean she might not change her mind though and he was hoping it didn’t come to that in the next two weeks.

“What’s the next step?” his mother asked. “Or is that it? You’re breaking your mother’s heart having a vacation fling.”

He flopped on the couch in his living room to look out at the ocean through the glass doors.

He loved his beach home that he’d owned for over a year.

He could have bought something earlier, but he wanted the right place. The three-story home gave it to him with balconies and decks on each level.

“She’s moving here with me.” Might as well get it out there.

“What!?”

“I wish I could see your face right now.”

“Then call me on video because I think you’re joking.”

His mother hung up on him before he could tell her he wasn’t.