A turn signal and brake lights came on ahead of me, and Brian pulled into a roadside motel. I followed him into the parking lot, and he waited for me to park before going into the office. It didn’t matter that this wasn’t smart, or that it couldn’t leadanywhere. I desperately wanted to feel taken care of just for one night. I wanted it so much—and I knew from experience that being with Brian Thorne would make me forget about everything else for a little while.
I would deal with the “what came after” on my lonely drive tomorrow.
When he emerged from the office, I got out of my car, still undecided about what I was going to do. I joined him at the motel room door. After he unlocked it, he flipped on a light, closed and locked the door behind us, then checked out the closet and bathroom.
“Security sweep?” I asked, a little amused by his actions, but also touched. He’d always been one to care for others and keep them safe.
“Just being cautious. Seems okay.” He adjusted the lighting, killing the stark overhead bulb and going for the gentler glow of the lamp on the bedside table. He turned to me then, and I felt a moment of self-consciousness. After what Seamus had done, my confidence in myself was at an all-time low. Brian had always made me feel beautiful and desirable…but that had been years ago. Maybe he didn’t see me the same way anymore.
In two strides he was in front of me, as if he’d sensed my uncertainty. “I like this.” He ran a hand through my cropped hair, his fingers massaging my scalp, and I wanted to melt against him. “Suits you.”
“Brian…”
“I reckon we both have reasons for wanting this, darling.” His hand moved to cradle the back of my head. “And we’re notcollege kids anymore. We can make a decision to be together for tonight.”
I sighed. “I sometimes make poor choices.” He had no idea how many I’d made lately.
He kissed my forehead. “I’ll make sure tonight isn’t one of those for either of us.”
I couldn’t deny how much I wanted to make love with him—or how good it felt to know that he wanted me, too. “We should get back to where we were, then.”
“I agree.” He caught the edge of my shirt and lifted it over my head. “I think you were about here, darling.”
He’d redone the snaps on his shirt, so I popped them open again and shoved the shirt off his shoulders. In the soft light of the room, I could see the definition of his chest muscles and the chiseled abs. “And you were here.” I kissed his chest, putting my lips over his heart and feeling the rapid beat. I moved my head, licking his nipple, and I felt Brian shudder.
He growled low in his throat before lifting me and carrying me to the bed in a bridal hold, laying me down gently. I wanted him on top of me and held out my arms to him, but he made me wait. He stripped off his clothing, then reached for me and removed mine slowly.Torturouslyslow, starting with my boots and socks. First one, then the other hit the floor, and he crawled up my body, kissing my ankle, the inside of my calf, the back of my knee.
“So beautiful,” he murmured. “You always were.” He reached for my denim skirt and slowly lowered the side zipper. “Lift up, darling.” I did and he slid the skirt down my legs, leaving me in just my panties and bra.
Other men I’d been with said almost nothing during sex, but not Brian. He’d always been a talker, and I’d loved that about him. He talked about how much he wanted me and how amazing I was as a person. The man could make love with his words so well, but his body, and what he did to mine, sent continuous thrills through me.
After he removed the rest of my clothes, he kissed me for long minutes, overriding my senses. He’d been the only man ever able to take me out of myself like that. When I was in his arms, I left a lifetime of doubts and insecurities behind. I needed to be closer to him, cocooned in everything he was willing to offer. I wrapped my legs around him, pressing my pelvis against his erection and letting him know how much I wanted him inside me.
Now.
He pulled away from me and came back with a condom in place. His dick looked painfully hard, and he squeezed it in his palm as he watched me. “You’ve always had this effect on me, darling,” he confessed. He crawled back onto the bed and ran his hands over my body—as if he were trying to memorize me through touch. It was too much and not enough.
“Please.” I was practically sobbing, the intensity of my arousal was that strong.
He lifted my leg, hooking it over his hip and pushed into me, taking it slow and filling me. “So good, darling, so good. I love that you’re so wet for me.” He thrust in deeper as he whispered more endearments in my ear.
I was speechless, unable to respond, only able to feel, but he kept on undeterred, pouring endless praise over me while he slowlyworked his way in. I knew it was just sex talk, but it made me feel whole again. After everything that’d gone wrong in my life, this moment with Brian meant more to me than I could express.
I flexed my hips, taking him deeper. I couldn’t stop the long moan as tension built at the base of my spine.
Brian took my hands in one of his and lifted them over my head. I’d never let another lover hold me down like that, but I trusted him. His other hand cupped my cheek before he began trailing his fingers down my throat and across my breasts. The calluses on his hand added an extra sensation as he continued to drive into me. I opened to him, my arousal tightening around me to the point of pain.
I desperately needed to come, and I knew it would be explosive.
I moaned again, calling out his name. I could feel myself unraveling. “Oh, oh, oh, Brian, I—” I didn’t finish the sentence before his lips returned to mine. The kiss matched the pace of our lovemaking and it became frenzied. I couldn’t hold on much longer.
“The things you do to me, darling,” he said against my lips as he thrust deep and I came, the swell of my orgasm rolling through my entire body with an intensity that left me breathless.
I heard his gasp and he jerked against me, tightening his grip on my hands while he shuddered above me. He released my hands and I stroked down his back, feeling his powerful muscles quivering. I felt so close to him. And it would be so easy to fall into the fantasy of being with him again.
Especially now. I craved that sense of security I always had when I was with him.
I closed my eyes and tried to keep my worries at bay. Just for a few more minutes. Just long enough for my body to calm. And then…
