Nick came in a torrent.
And Jannie watched it all.
When he stilled, his body still randomly shook with the aftershocks of what had been truly bewildering.
For a very long time, she held his gaze, and when their breathing slowed, Nick finally could no longer keep his eyelids from drifting closed. He was still hard, still buried inside her, his hands gripping her waist, unwilling to let go.
Her hair glided, silken, over his chest as she cradled his face, her warm lips brushing softly against his. With a sigh, she collapsed on him, burying her nose and mouth in his neck, nuzzling.
“So good,” she murmured.
An understatement.
He had never reached that erotic level, and the fact that it had happened the way it did took him aback. Yet it hadn’t been exactly vanilla sex. He’d let her have him, and this was the first time in his life he’d just … yeah, he’d surrendered.
Nick frowned.
Best not to try to analyze. He could do that later, when he could think clearly, which was impossible with him inside her and her on top of him.
He recalled her comment about cramps. “Did it work?”
Jannie nodded. “Perfectly.” She sounded dreamy. “You took away the pain.”
Something in the way she said it made his throat tighten. “That’s good.”
“Very good.” She must have felt him soften slightly because she lifted off him, rolling onto the sheets and motioning toward a box of tissues on the nightstand.
He plucked a few and wordlessly handed them over, then sat up, still slightly dizzy as he removed and tied off the condom, tossing it into a nearby trash can.
What now?
“Come back here.”
OK, she wanted to cuddle. Another first for him.
He lay back down, and she pressed herself against him, her leg over both of his, her head on his chest.
He rubbed her back. This felt good. Very good.
He thought he felt her shiver and moved to draw the sheet over both of them, but she gripped his wrist.
“Don’t cover that up. It’s eye candy, and I’m enjoying the sugar rush.”
He laughed. Yes, other women had given him compliments, but none felt as good as Jannie’s. And truth be told, none of them felt as good as Jannie. Literally. He was still floored by how she’d taken him so deep.
She ran her hand over his abs. “What does this take?”
He understood her question and liked that she would ask. “Two hours in the gym.”
“Daily?”
“Yup.”
“No off days?”
“Sundays. That’s when I rest and eat what I want.”
“But you haven’t worked out at all since we got here.”
