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Sitting up, she looked down at him. Her breath caught at the sight he made. He was the embodiment of every fantasy she’d ever had. He lay prone beneath her, but there was nothing remotely relaxed about him. His entire body was rigid and his eyes glittered as he watched her through half-closed lids.
“Now it’s my turn,” she whispered. “I’ve thought about doing this with you for so long....”
She leaned forward until her breasts brushed against his chest. She traced her lips across his. He cupped the back of her head and drew her down for a more thorough, satisfying kiss. Caroline had intended to tease him, to maintain control of their love play until he begged her to release him. But when he smoothed his free hand along her flank and then reached between them to touch her intimately, she knew she was lost.
She gasped into his mouth and settled more fully against him. He used his hands to splay her thighs even wider where she straddled him. Then there he was, hot and thick, moving into her little bit by little bit, until Caroline made an incoherent sound and pushed back, thrusting him fully into her.
“Ah,” he groaned. “That almost feels too good.”
She silently agreed and slowly raised herself up until he was nearly free of her body, before pushing herself down once more, burying him to the hilt. The feeling was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. The hot, throbbing sensation increased as she moved on top of him, gripping him tightly. His hands were on her hips, guiding her, and he watched her face through pleasure-glazed eyes. When he slid his hands upward to cup and knead her breasts, she closed her eyes in mindless bliss.
“Yes,” she breathed. “Oh, yes.”
“Look at me.”
The words were soft but insistent. She opened her eyes and stared down at Jason, seeing the raw, masculine desire on his face.
“I want you to look at me when you come,” he rasped. The tautness of his expression told her he was close to losing control, and his words were enough to send her over the brink. Her orgasm slammed into her, and it seemed the only thing anchoring her to earth were Jason’s hands, holding her. She might have closed her eyes but for his command.
“Look at me.”
And when he reached his own climax, their gazes were locked on one another, until with a last shudder of pleasure, he smiled into her eyes and tugged her down until she lay replete against his chest.
Caroline felt sated and so completely drained that she could barely keep her eyes open. The sound of his heartbeat thudded beneath her ear, lulling her into sleep. With one hand, he stroked lazy patterns over her skin. She was only distantly aware of him pressing a sweet, tender kiss against her face before he tugged the blankets over them both. As she snuggled closer to his warmth, one thought filled her mind—she loved him.
12
CAROLINE WOKE TO the sound of the shower turning on. She lay still for a moment, disoriented, until memories of the previous night came rushing back. Rolling over, she pressed her face into the pillow, breathing in his scent. She’d never known happiness like this even existed. She’d spent years fantasizing about him, but the reality of being with him eclipsed anything she had ever imagined. She’d thought she knew what it was like to be in a physical relationship, but Jason had shattered those notions in less than a day. What she’d never been able to do in previous relationships, he’d coaxed her into doing in less than two days.
A part of her thought she should feel some shame at having given so much so soon, but another part of her wanted to give him even more. She wanted to give him everything and take as much in return.
Glancing at the bedside clock, she saw it was barely five in the morning. They didn’t have to be at the hospital for several hours yet, and her imagination swelled with images of Jason standing beneath the steaming spray of water. Feeling bold and a little nervous, Caroline slipped out of bed and retrieved a condom from where Jason kept them in his duffel bag. Then she walked nude to the bathroom, finding the door partially open. She took that as a tacit invitation.
She could just make out his form through the shower enclosure. His body was wreathed in steam. Sucking in a deep breath, she opened the glass door.
He turned, startled. “Caroline.”
“Can I come in?”
He stepped back enough to make room for her, his eyes devouring her. Pushing down her own self-consciousness, she stepped into the shower, not missing his growing arousal.
Jason drew her under the water and moved his hand beneath the fall of her wet hair. She lifted her face, feeling the slick slide of his body against hers.
