Raquelle eyed him and asked boldly, “So, do you want to show me where you sleep?”
“I’d be happy to.” Landon kept his voice on an even keel, though his heart skipped a beat at the suggestion. “This way.”
He led her down a short hall to the primary bedroom that had its own en suite and watched as she scanned the spacious room with its farmhouse furnishings and largewindows. Her gaze fell on the rustic king bed and its dark orange duvet cover.
“Nice,” Raquelle marveled.
Not half as nice as it was sharing a primary suite with you what seems like ages ago but is still very fresh in my memories, Landon told himself. He responded, “Thanks. It gets the job done for the intended purpose.”
She eyed him desirously. “Think it can do the same for unintended—or impulsive—purposes…?”
“Oh, I’m sure of it,” he assured her without hesitation.
“Hmm… Let’s see about that…” Raquelle lifted her chin and waited for him to kiss her lips. “Go for it!”
Landon grinned. He was more than happy to oblige as he took her cheeks in his hands and brought their mouths together in a stirring, passionate kiss.It’s such a turn-on kissing you, he thought, fully aware of the contours of their bodies pressed close together.
She pulled back and, gazing into his eyes, asked, “Is going down this road really a good idea?”
He held the gaze and answered, “Yes—one that I’d say has been years in the making. I want you, Raquelle.”
“I want you too,” she stressed, pausing. “I’m not on the pill.”
“I have protection,” he told her, recognizing that no matter their mutual desire and wish to have children someday, both were responsible enough to make sure it was when they were ready. To Landon, the notion of that happening in happy matrimony would be even better, should this ever morph in that direction again.
“Good,” Raquelle said enthusiastically.
He opened the wooden nightstand drawer and removed the condom packet, tossing it onto the bed. “Ready to go.”
She smiled yearningly. “Make love to me, Landon.”
“With pleasure.” He beamed and began removing his clothes as fast as he could while watching her do the same. Taking in Raquelle’s body, Landon saw that it was as perfect as he remembered—with small but firm breasts, a lean stomach, long, shapely legs, and delicate feet and toes.
Likewise, he saw her checking him out too and was unabashed in giving her approval. “I see you’re still in great shape,” she uttered.
“So are you,” he said candidly. “More than that, you’re gorgeous, Raquelle.”
“Umm…” She blushed. “Prove it.”
Feeling the surge of desire rise in him like the tide, Landon scooped her up into his arms and carried her over to the bed while they kissed fervently, as though waiting even a moment longer had become unbearable.
* * *
RAQUELLE COULD BARELYcontain her craving to be with her ex-husband, though she would not have thought this would even be possible before very recently. But the sparks between them had clearly never been fully extinguished, and now she only wanted to see them reignited for the moment at hand. Without much deep thought into any long-term implications—or complications.
When Landon started kissing her from head to toe and in between, while making good use of his hands in simultaneous and adroit stimulation, Raquelle felt instant and powerful gratification. “Mmm, that feels so wonderful,” she cooed with the climax.
“You deserve this,” he told her, seemingly determinedto satisfy her. And had, as the sensations of intimate pleasure coursed throughout Raquelle’s body.
“So do you.” As much as she enjoyed being the center ofhisattention, Raquelle wasn’t so selfish that she didn’t want him to experience the same gratification, while aware that he had held back his own sexual release. Turning the tables, she used her own kisses and fingers for some quid pro quo and felt Landon’s body tense. “I want you,” she uttered desperately.
“I need you,” he replied urgently as their bodies lined up side by side.
“Take me,” Raquelle demanded, urging him to move atop her. “Now!”
Landon positioned himself between her legs and entered Raquelle. She gasped as he drove deeply inside her, readjusting to the hardness of him. Reaching for his mouth, they kissed heartily while making love as if the gap for this had never existed.
Raquelle cried out as she had a second orgasm, this one more powerful than the first, while Landon ran his fingers through her hair. Moments later, he inhaled, and his body shook wildly as his own needs came to fruition.
