“Jenna, my God,” he panted. Spurred on by her directive, he renewed his efforts, thrusting into her until she knew he couldn’t go any farther.
Higher and higher she climbed, the intensity becoming unbearable. She couldn’t take anymore. And then her whole world shattered into a million pieces as Gray’s hoarse cry reached her ears. Their movements were frantic, each trying to envelope the other.
She bucked frantically against him as her release washed over her with such intensity, she collapsed on the bed. He fell with her, still locked within her as they sprawled across the bed. He ripped himself from her, and she felt his warm seed spill onto her back as he held her close.
She closed her eyes, fighting to regain her bearings. Never in her life had she felt anything to compare to what she’d just experienced. The wild beating of her heart began to slow, though she could still feel the thud of Gray’s chest against her back.
“Did I hurt you?” Gray’s concerned voice entered her haze.
She smiled and turned her head up to look at him. “No.”
“Let’s go take a bath together.”
“That’s an offer I can’t refuse,” she said, remembering the last bath they had taken together.
Several minutes later they submerged in the huge tub. He picked up one of her feet, rested it on his chest and began massaging the sole.
She gazed at him for a long moment. “Why aren’t you married?”
He arched an eyebrow but didn’t stop rubbing her foot. “I suppose I haven’t found the right woman yet.” A brief flash of pain sparked in his eye. Or had she imagined it?
Her foot splashed back into the tub as he let it go. He picked up her other one and began massaging it.
“Mmm, that feels so good.” She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, sinking deeper into the hot water. What she wouldn’t give to spend every night of the rest of her life like this. Her eyes flew open. What kind of nonsense was she thinking?
“Something wrong?” he asked, looking at her curiously.
“No,” she said hastily. She sat up causing water to slosh over the sides. “It’s my turn to wash you.”
He grinned at her. “I certainly won’t turn that down.”
He presented his back to her, and she took up the cloth beside her. Lathering soap onto his back, she began rubbing the cloth over his skin in slow, firm strokes.
He groaned. “That feels wonderful.”
She reached around him pressing her breasts to his back as she began kneading his chest. She flicked her tongue out over his shoulder then nipped it with her teeth.
He jumped in reaction. “Minx!”
She grinned and lowered her hands in front, surprised to feel him hard and erect in her palm. “Oh my!”
He turned and grabbed her, dragging her in front of him. He grinned down at her. “Oh my, indeed, you little tease. Now it’s time to pay.”
He stood up holding her in his arms. Water ran off them in a rush, spilling over onto the floor. He stepped from the tub and carried her across the room. Setting her down in front of the fire, he got up and retrieved a towel. Seconds later he bent back over her and began drying her off.
When he stood up to dry himself, she snuggled into the pillows and gazed into the fire. She felt him settle down beside her, and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest.
“How long do we have?” she asked softly, afraid to find out it was almost time for her to go.
“Hours yet.”
She relaxed in relief. She turned her head back to him and opened her mouth to ask him about the children’s home, but he covered her mouth in a gentle kiss.
“Shhh for now. We can talk later.” He rolled her onto her back so that she was staring up at him. “I have other things in mind for that mouth of yours.”
She giggled, but his words set her blood to racing. He lowered his head to the curve of her neck and lightly grazed her skin with his teeth. “Do you have any idea how crazy you make me?” he murmured in her ear.
“Not any crazier than you make me,” she whispered.
