Rowan would heal. She had her friends and family, and she finally had Hugh right where she’d been wanting him since the day they first met.
“If those men were still alive, I would make them wish they weren’t,” he rumbled.
Rowan admitted to herself that she’d felt immense relief that the kidnappers were dead. She tilted her head back so she could be in a better position before making her request. “Are you going to kiss me now?”
She didn’t have to ask twice. He took her mouth before she was done asking for it. What started out slow and simmering became desperate when Hugh escalated the pace. He kneaded her breasts, plucking her nipples until she was writhing in his lap.
He broke away suddenly, leaving Rowan bereft of his heat. She tried to pull him back to her mouth, but he wouldn’t budge.
“We can’t, baby. You’re hurt, and this isn’t helping, damn it.”
He sounded so miserable, she had to laugh. “I’m not asking you to let me run a marathon! Lay me back on this bed and have your wicked way with me,” she taunted. “Becky told me that my legs were doing great, and that I wouldn’t hurt them by using them. The cream softens the scabs, so they don’t pull. I just need to use good judgement.”
“And did Becky give the okay for sex?” He raised his brows in doubt.
“She wasn’t that specific, you jackass, but I can ring her and ask if that would make you feel better.” She tried to distract him by massaging his chest. Her fingers dragged lightly over his nipples, causing goosebumps to prickle his skin.
“Fine, you win. Lay me down, and I’ll take care of myself.” It was her turn to raise her brows in challenge. “Or” she quickly added when her offer got more interest from him than she wanted, “you could lay me down gently and cover my body with yours and be oh so gentle.” Rowan’s voice grew husky as she described the many ways he could make love to her.
He was waffling. She just had to bring it home now. “I’m only tender a few places, babe. Surely, as strong as you are, you could lift me by my hips where we could come together easily. Right?” She moved her bottom against his erection, causing him to close his eyes and groan.
“You aren’t playing fair.”
“You’re right.” She gasped as he stood up, still cradling her in his arms only to swivel and gently place her on the bed. She watched him walk over to one of his bags sitting on the couch. When he walked back, he was holding a box of?——
“Condoms?” Even in the low light, she saw his cheeks pinken and was hard-pressed not to tease him.
“Mom took great joy in telling me that Tina packed them. Christ, you’d think she’s reminding her fifteen-year-old boy tomake better safe sex choices,” he growled. “You and your sisters have been a bad influence on those two.”
Precious. “How many did she pack?” She asked with barely a giggle, but Hugh caught it and gave her a death stare.
“Five boxes.”
“Hmm. We might have time to use all of them before I get an IUD.”
“We can try,” he grinned at her as he walked back to her side, tossing the box on her bare stomach before casually debriefing himself.
When he gripped his length and lightly pumped himself, her mouth was instantly dry. The man was ridiculously gorgeous.
“Come here, Hugh.” She reached her hand out until he laced their fingers together so she could pull him slowly toward her. “Enough talk. Enough emotional baggage. Let it just be Hugh and Rowan in this bed.”
“Me and you,” he said as he gently laid his body atop her own.
He braced his upper body up with his arms so that he could kiss her sweetly.
“God, you feel good underneath me.”
She rolled her hips against his body, rubbing her core against his strength. He took her mouth again, her arms went under his so she could trace the flexing muscles on his back and sides, lightly scratching her nails over his beautiful golden skin, the contrast against her own pale body fascinated her.
Hugh moved down her body, unhurried and thorough. Her breasts were always sensitive. He knew and was paying them lavish amounts of attention. She watched his mouth and tongue worship her body. He made her feel languid and, at the same time, impatient for him to drive his body into hers.
She moaned and writhed faster as he sucked one of her nipples deep in his mouth. She placed her hands on each side of his face and lightly tugged upward. He let her nipple slide fromhis mouth and crawled back up her body until his mouth was once more on hers.
Breathless, she ended the kiss by pulling back. “I want you to change places with me.” He only looked at her for a moment, probably calculating whether or not the position would hurt her. “My weight will all be on you, babe.”
The mattress was a queen, so he slowly rolled to the side until he was on his back, propped against several pillows. Rowan followed, lifting her right leg to straddle his middle. He groaned as soon as her hot center made contact.
“Christ, baby, you’re so wet for me, aren’t you?”
