Chapter Eleven
For a momentshe thought he would turn her down. Then a smile lit his eyes. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
She put her arms around his neck and rose on her toes. She kissed him slowly, wondering if she was making a mistake. Then his arms came around her and he kissed her back, took possession of her mouth like he was starving, and she didn’t care if it was a mistake.
“Thank God,” he said, lifting his head. “I’ve wanted you forever.” Then he boosted her up and she wrapped her legs around him as he took the few strides to the bed. Once there, he let her slide down his body, wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. He took her mouth again in a slow, sensual kiss.
Damn, what was it about him that destroyed her restraint? That made her want to be wild and crazy? She never had been. Before Connor.
He drew her closer, deepening the kiss. His tongue touched hers, drawing her into a seductive give and take. He explored her mouth, his tongue tasting and teasing hers, while he drew her closer still. Her breasts were smashed against his chest, his jeans against her stomach, and she could feel him beneath them, already hard.
He slipped his hands beneath her shirt to cup and fondle her breasts. His clever fingers pulled gently on her nipples, then rolled them between his fingers and his thumb. She gasped, so turned on at finally having his hands on her again, she thought she’d come right then and there.
Impatiently, he grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it off over her head. Then he stepped back and looked at her. He shook his head. “I thought I might have dreamed how beautiful you are, but it was no dream. You’re even more gorgeous now than you were the first time I saw you naked.”
Her hands went to his jeans, and she unbuttoned them but had a hard time yanking down the zipper over his rock-hard cock. “Take these off,” she demanded, frustrated.
He smiled but left her to reach for his go bag. He came up with a box of condoms he tossed onto the bedside table. Then he pushed her back on the bed and watched her as he unzipped his jeans and pushed them down his legs. He’d gone commando and his cock sprang free, jutting out, ready for her. She held out her arms and smiled, and he came down on the bed beside her.
They rolled, first one on top and then the other. His hands swept over her body, over breasts and hips and then he slid a hand between her thighs and thrust one finger, then two inside her. She lifted her hips and moaned, meeting him thrust for thrust. “So good,” she said.
He looked up from her breasts after taking one then the other in his mouth to suck and tug on her nipples. “I’ve imagined this damn near every night since we were together.”
“So have I.”
“Really?”
“Yes. It’s been driving me insane.”
He kissed his way down her body until he reached her most intimate parts. Licked and kissed and sucked until she felt her body tighten, on the edge of explosion. She put her hands in his hair and held him close, screaming his name as the crescendo swept through her.
She’d barely regained her breath when he rolled over and grabbed a condom. “Let me,” she said.
He handed it to her, watching her as she rolled it down over his cock. He flipped her on her back, wrapped his hands in her hair and drove inside her, seating himself to the hilt. They both groaned.
“Don’t stop,” she panted.
He gave a strangled laugh. “Couldn’t if I wanted to.”
She wrapped her legs tightly around his hips, hung on with her arms around him, taking everything he gave her. He plunged inside her, only to withdraw almost completely and drive into her again. Another orgasm built, sending her higher and higher until everything coalesced into one thing. This. The two of them together. She shattered with a cry. He thrust inside her hard, one last time, said her name and came, pulsing inside her for a long, long time.
*
Once his heartbeatsteadied he rolled aside and put his arm around her. “After Vegas I tried to find you. I couldn’t.”
“I wondered when you told me you lived in Montana if I’d run into you, but I didn’t honestly think I would. And to find out I was going to be working with you blew my mind.”
“Do you regret it?”
“Does it feel like I regret it?”
“No, thank God.” He kissed her and she snuggled against him, heaving what sounded like a supremely satisfied sigh.
Connor had been celibate before. But he never had been while wanting a woman so badly he’d have done anything to have her again. Actually, he couldn’t think of anyone he’d ever wanted as much as he did Sierra. He’d had good sex before. Even had great sex, especially the first time with Sierra. But this time was different.
He’d worried that when they finally made love again it would be anti-climactic. Instead it had nearly blown off the top of his head. It had been amazing, even better than he’d imagined. And he’d imagined some incredibly hot sex.
Sierra nestled closer, against his chest, their legs tangled together and her fingers tracing circles over his chest, around his nipples, sliding downward every now and then. “Have I told you I really, really like your chest?” She kissed it and smiled at him.
