Now they were walking around the Riverwalk and the last thing Nadia wanted was for the evening to end. Unfortunately, if they were going to head back to Kerrville, they’d have to leave soon.
“It’s such a pretty night,” she murmured as she tightened her hold around Mitch’s arm. “I’ve had such a wonderful time and I don’t want it to end.”
Mitch stopped and pulled her into his hold. He also shifted them so they were out of the way of other people who were walking along the path. He smoothed a hand over her hair and she sighed at the sweetness of the gesture. “I don’t want it to end either.”
He lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers. Pleasure rippled through her and she sank into his embrace. Mitch’s fingers trailed up and down her spine, eliciting arrows of anticipation at what could happen next.
She brushed against his bringing her body in contact with his hard length. God, she wanted him. So much more than she’d ever wanted a man.
Mitch pulled his lips away from hers. “I know this is going to sound forward but I don’t think I can drive you back to Kerrville and walk away. I need you, Boston. I want you so badly that I can’t think straight. I’ve got an idea but don’t know how you’re going to take it.”
Nadia knew exactly what he was thinking and it was what she wanted too. “Yes. Whatever you’re about to suggest, my answer is yes.”
“I need to say the words, Boston.”
“Okay.”
“Nadia, I can’t spend another minute not being able to touch you the way I want to. Will you spend the night with me here in San Antonio?”
“Yes.”
“Let’s go.” He grabbed her hand and strode down the path. She trusted he would take her somewhere nice. Being with Mitch, talking to him had only increased her desire to get to know him better. She hadn’t come to Kerrville looking to find a relationship, heck she’d only expected to be there a year and get through each day, honing her skills so she could be a better doctor.
Instead what she’d found were wonderful friends, a great organization to work for and a man she was beginning to care for deeply. Something she never thought would happen when she’d accepted her position at the medical center.
Nadia could imagine coming home every day to this man. Being held in his strong arms. Kissing him. Sleeping with him. Comforting him when he had an attack, because he would never be cured of them, no matter how much help he was getting.
“We’re here,” Mitch said gently, pulling her from her thoughts. She looked around and found herself standing in a hotel foyer. Lounge chairs were grouped together for people to meet up with friends and family. A large chandelier hung low creating a golden glow around the area. A low buzz of conversation came from the bar to the left of the reception desks. Maybe a drink would be a good idea. The reality of what she’d agreed to was beginning to sink in. Nerves hit her and she worried that somehow she’d disappoint Mitch. Say or do something stupid.
His hand squeezed hers and she looked up at him. His blue eyes were a shade darker, more intense than she’d seen them before. Beneath it all was concern. “I can take you home if you’ve changed your mind. I’m not going to pressure you into doing something you don’t want or aren’t ready for.”
A wave of confidence and reassurance swept over Nadia. There was no way the night wasn’t going to be anything but wonderful with this man. Angling her body closer to his, she rose to her toes, pressing her lips against the pulse point on his neck. “I’m more than ready.”
With their bodies aligned she couldn’t miss the shudder that coursed through him. He bent his head and kissed her. There was no mistaking the intent with the way his mouth moved over hers. He wanted her as desperately as she wanted him. Her fingers clutched his shirt, eager to feel the hardness of his flesh against her fingertips. But not here. Not in the middle of a hotel foyer.
Reluctantly she pulled her lips away. “We’d better get a room.”
He chuckled against the top of her head. “Yeah, we don’t want to get kicked out. Wait here and I’ll get it sorted.” He brushed his lips across hers again, as if he couldn’t walk away without another little touch. She wasn’t going to complain. Mitch could kiss and touch her all he wanted—so long as he let her do the same to him.
Glancing around the area, she was pleased to see that no one seemed to be staring at them withI know what you’re doingeyes. The fact it was the middle of the week probably helped too. If it was a Friday or Saturday night their hot kiss may have garnered more attention.
A warm arm slipped around her waist. Nadia didn’t jump, the way her skin vibrated beneath the touch informed her of who was holding her. She smiled up at Mitch. “All set.”
His blue eyes darkened with desire as his gaze trailed over her, pausing at her lips and then her cleavage before returning to look directly at her. “Definitely.”
Nadia shivered, and it wasn’t because of the hotels arctic air-conditioning. It was from knowing there was no going back from what they were about to do. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.
Mitch took a deep breath,willing his fingers to be still as he attempted to insert the keycard into the slot. The whole elevator ride up, he’d kept Nadia close. As much as he wanted to kiss her, he refrained because once he started there was no way he’d be able to stop with kissing, he’d want to sink into her and their first time wasn’t going to be pushed up against the side of an elevator.
Finally he got the door open and stood to the side to let Nadia go before him, he admired the way the fabric of her dress caressed her ass. He followed her in, not caring that the door slammed shut causing the walls to shake a little bit.
All he wanted was to touch her and now he was free to do so. Free from prying eyes. It was just the two of them and he planned to make the most of their time together.
Nadia stopped at the foot of the bed and he came up behind her, slipping his arms around her waist. He bent his head and nibbled at her neck. Her moan arrowed straight to his already hard dick. Mitch fiddled with the little ties on her dress, moving until he reached the knot holding them together. As much as he wanted to rip the dress off her, he wanted to taste her more. Feel her shudders as he found the places she enjoyed having touched.
He turned her in his arms, gazing down at this incredible woman who hadn’t runaway when he’d fallen into the trap of an attack. Nadia had come back each time. Been there to help him escape. She’d been his lifeline and, right at this moment, he didn’t want to let her go.
“You amaze me, Boston.”
