Sensing her agreement, he closed the distance between them. When he opened his arms, she came into them, feeling his well-muscled body again. But that wasn’t all. Now she felt the erection straining at the front of his jeans, telling her what he wanted. She closed her eyes and lowered her head to his shoulder, clinging to him, deliberately shutting out her sense of sight again.
With her eyes closed, the reality of him overwhelmed her. The sensation of her lover holding her in his arms was perfect, and when his hands stroked up and down her back and reached to caress the curve of her bottom, she felt heat flare in every cell of her body.
A small voice in her mind told her she was crazy to be doing this. But the voice was wiped out by the sensations coursing through her. Unable to hold still, she moved against him, striving for more intimate contact.
When he turned her in his arms, she cried out in protest until he made his intentions clear. His hands came up to clasp her breasts, cupping and shaping them before he found her nipples and drew his thumbs across them.
She felt wet heat between her legs, more heat than she had ever felt in her life. Her breathing accelerated, and she found she needed to drag in air to keep herself grounded. It didn’t help that somewhere inside her head, a pain throbbed in time to the frantic beating of her heart.
She might have pulled away, but he held her fast. She was still dressed in the T-shirt and yoga pants she had worn to bed, but they were no impediment to his maddening fingers. He reached right through her clothing, and she felt his touch on her naked flesh.
When his fingers brushed against the tight points of her breasts, she wanted more. He obliged, taking her nipples between his fingers and thumbs, pressing and twisting, increasing the need for even more.
“That’s right, let yourself feel everything I can give you.”
Hearing the husky words was a spur to her arousal. She wanted that. She wanted everything he was offering.
“Lord, you are so sexy.”
“It was never like this before.” Her own words came out as a gasp.Not with anyone.
Again, the thought skittered through her mind that she was so alone that she had driven herself crazy. But his voice in her head soothed her.
I want this as much as you do. For myself. Not because you invented me.
Want what? Exactly.
We should find out.The silent voice hitched.Or should I stop?
She should end the madness before it went any further. But she was way beyond making rational decisions.
When he heard the decision in her mind, he clasped her shoulders.
Take off your clothes.
Why? You can touch me through them.
I want you naked.
I’m standing in front of the window.
There’s no one out there to see.
Without giving herself time to think, she did as he asked. She felt his warmth behind her, and in front, the coolness coming from the window glass. It made her nipples pucker more than they had been before.
Again, his knowing fingers did the things she craved, wringing a cry from her.
She had gone this far with some of the men she had dated. She had even had one disastrous night in bed with a guy she met at a bar, after she’d drunk enough to stop thinking about what she was doing. It had never felt good enough to want to continue. But he was bringing forth feelings in her that she had never experienced before.
It wasn’t simply sexual need building inside her body. Her mind was tuned to his more solidly now.
He knew exactly what she needed, and he was giving her what she craved. As she arched against him and her arousal built, she drew knowledge from his mind. Knowledge that had been hidden from him.
There was a moment of startling understanding for both of them.
She was the one who spoke, feeling excitement sweep over her. “Your name is Travis. Travis Carson. You have a boat namedThe Far Horizon.” And she knew that he had picked the name because of a longing that he had known he could never fulfill. Until now.
The reality of that insight seemed to explode inside her, and with the throbbing came a headache that was almost unbearable.
