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“We need to move to the bed or the floor,” she said, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure. “Your choice. But I can’t maintain this position any longer.”

“The bed,” he decided as he placed his hand on her left foot and gently lowered it from his shoulder to the floor. But he kept ahold of her hip. As he rose up from the ground, his free hand reached for her. His fingers pressed into her backside. Using his firm grip on her hips, he guided her toward the bed, turning her until she lined up with the queen-­sized mattress.

“Lie down,” he murmured, releasing her. “I’ll be right back.”

He rushed over to his duffel bag and rummaged through it until he found the box of condoms. He tore open the packaging and pulled one out.

And realized he was still wearing his freaking underwear.

“Josh?” she called from the bed.

He glanced over his shoulder.

“I want to watch this part,” she said.

“Yeah?” he arched an eyebrow as he turned and walked over to the bed. He tossed the condom onto the comforter and hooked his thumbs under the elastic band. Slowly, he drew down his last article of clothing. Her lips parted as he revealed his aching, eager dick.

“Next time, I’ll do a striptease worthy of Magic Mike.” He pulled his underwear down his legs and stepped out of them.

“I don’t need a dance,” she said. “You. I just want you.”

“You’ve got me.” He reached for the condom.

“You know,” she began. And his hand froze, holding the unwrapped condom over the head of his cock. “I might need you to paint me a picture of what you want.”

Paint her a picture?

But his brain kicked back into gear, and he searched for the right words.

“Caroline.” He covered himself and walked back to the foot of the bed. “I want you.”

He climbed up on the bed, his knees pushing into the mattress between her legs as he covered her body with his own. His elbows rested close to her shoulders, holding his weight off her body. “I’ve wanted you for so damn long. And I swear, I’ll tell you everything I’ve imagined. How. Where. But right now . . . right now just know that it is all with you. You’re my fantasy.”

“Yes,” she said with a soft laugh.

She reached between them and wrapped her hand around his cock. She drew him closer to where he needed to be as her legs wound around him.

“Now?” he murmured.

“Now,” she confirmed.

He pushed past her hand and slid inside her. He’d thought about this moment, moved through it in his dreams. He’d tried to prepare for each stroke and anticipate her reaction. He’d wanted to be ready . . .

And now he let it all go. He had faith in her. She’d tell him if she needed more, less, a different position . . .

He thrust into her again and again, holding nothing back. And she moved with him. Her body rocked up to greet him, opening to him. He didn’t worry about hurting her or taking her too hard or fast. She was taking him right back, consuming him.

Her nails dug into his back as she arched beneath him. He wasn’t lost in pleasure. He was right freaking here in their Eureka motel room, making love to her. This was it, what he’d been searching for. He’d found what he wanted. And he was all in, no holding back. No matter what the future brought them. She was his. And he’d hold on to her, love her, care for her with all his heart.

“Caroline,” he roared. Then he lowered his mouth to hers and claimed her lips, kissing her as the climax ripped through him.

I love you.

Now, buried inside her, wasn’t the time to say the words out loud. Soon. But not now.

Chapter 15

CAROLINE STARED AT the brick pathway leading to the yellow colonial. Long, white columns stretched the full two stories of the impressive home. The house had wings, stretching from either side. They could easily fit Noah’s three-­bedroom farmhouse in this mansion and probably the barn too. Though they might want to leave the old mechanical bull on the front lawn to annoy the neighbors. But that would ruin the mansion’s equally impressive landscaping.

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