“Of course I don’t. We’ve found something special.”
“And speaking of that…” He gently rolled her to her back. “We’ve spent way too much time talking about the future and not enough enjoying the present.” He reached for the condom on the nightstand.
“Are you ready to have sex while a soft breeze caresses your butt?”
“A soft breeze can’t compete with the pure joy of your hands gripping my arse and urging me on.” Sitting back on his heels, he ripped open the package and rolled on the condom.
“How you talk.”
“If I haven’t told you how much I love that, I’m telling you now. I don’t give a feck about the breeze. But hold onta me like you mean it and you’ll make me a very happy fella.”
“Count on it, cowboy.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Kieran’s frustration was more than sexual, but at least he could relieve that much of it. Burying his cock deep and making Sara come, and come again, would do wonders, and he set about it with gusto.
As requested, she clamped her strong fingers on his arse and rose to meet each stroke. Any time now he’d feel the first ripple and he’d take her over the top, her cries music to his ears.
But no, she wasn’t responding the way she had the other times. Feck it all, she wasthinking.His fault. He’d had to tell her his brilliant plan, hadn’t he? He’d started thoughts swirling in her head.
Thrusting once more, he paused, his gaze locked with hers. “You’re not here. You’re somewhere else.”
She blinked, clearly not expecting that, but then the truth was in her eyes. “It’s my problem, not yours.”
He shook his head. “Our problem. Tell me.”
“When you’re at the ranch, and I can’t be there…”
“That’ll drive you crazy.”
“I’ll handle it.”
“You won’t have to.” He lost another piece of his heart. “I won’t be stopping in Newark, is all.”
“You won’t tell me you’re?—”
“Right. It’s better if I?—”
“No! I want you to tell me. I’ll handle it.”
Grand. Now they were arguing in the middle of the action. “Then I’ll tell you.” He returned to the gentle rhythm that had worked so well when they’d first made love. “I’ll do better than that. I’ll schedule the flight so I can spend the weekend with you. I’ll do the same on the way back. We’ll have four whole days together.”
“That cuts into your time with Lucky.”
“It was never just about Lucky.” He rocked his hips slowly, coaxing her back to the moment, to this miracle they’d created together. “You were there first. It’s always been you.”
“And the ranch.”
“And you.” He kept moving and gradually the barriers slipped away.
“And this family.”
“And you.” There it was, the glow in her eyes, the faint tinge of pink on her cheeks.
“And the…” Her breath caught as the first twinge squeezed his cock. “The mountains.”
He smiled. “And you.” Shifting the angle, he thrust faster. He’d meant to wait, to give her two climaxes to his one. But instead he’d come with her. She liked it when he did that. So did he.
