He learned her body as though there would be a test on it later, entirely focused on her pleasure. The tension and heartache of the last few weeks fell completely away as she lay back and let him do with her as he wanted. She’d never experienced such a thing before, to be the complete focus of a man who cared about her, who wanted to make this good for her.
When his hands and then—oh, God!—his mouth, delved between her thighs, she grasped his dark head, unsure whether to push him away or hold him in place. Pleasure overwhelmed her, and she cried out as she convulsed around him, utterly swept away.
When she finally came back to herself, Adrian knelt above her, cupping her face in his trembling hands as he spread tender kisses across her brow. “So beautiful,” he murmured. “I’ve never seen anything so incredible in my life as you coming undone for me, my love.”
She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly. “I never knew it could be like that.”
He laughed softly and rocked against her, reminding her that he had yet to find release. “Let me come inside you,” he whispered. “Please, Vanessa. I feel like I’ve waited my whole life for this moment.”
“Yes, Adrian,” she breathed. “I want you so much.”
He shifted and reached between them, rubbing his hard length against her until he gained entrance, so thick and hot she gasped at the delicious tightness. It had been so long, but her body gradually relaxed to let him in, and he was so incredibly patient. What an amazing lover her beautiful husband was.
Before she could let her thoughts drift any further, he rocked against her, burying his face in the crook of her neck, groaning in obvious pleasure as his powerful body moved over hers, sweeping her to whole new heights as his movements gained speed and ferocity.
The sensation she’d felt before swept over her once more as he lifted his head and cried out, stiffening above her as he gained his own release. Moments later, he collapsed atop her, boneless and heavy, but she couldn’t find it within her to tell him to move. Instead, she ran her hands soothingly up and down his back, ignoring the rough patches, certain that no one had ever done this for him before.
* * * *
“AM I CRUSHING YOU?”Adrian asked at last, too weary to move even if he’d wanted to.
“No, you’re fine,” she lied.
He kissed her throat and rolled to his side, taking her with him so that his front was pressed along her back. “How’s that?” he murmured, hugging her tightly.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “That was amazing.”
Adrian laughed huskily, and he squeezed her tighter. “I’m the one who should be thanking you.”
Not only had the sex been the best he’d ever had, but she’d also made him feel as though she wanted to be in his arms, as if he were as attractive to her as she claimed. Once they’d begun, he’d forgotten about his scars for perhaps the first time in his life. And afterward, she’d rubbed his back so tenderly...
He blinked away what could only be tears, stunned by the raw emotion that swamped him. Christ, how he loved her. All his vain attempts to keep his distance had failed miserably, but for this moment at least, he wasn’t sorry. He never wanted this night to end.
“Will you stay with me?” she asked hesitantly. “I’d really like to wake up in your arms.”
“Yes,” he agreed, having lost all his will to argue. “Of course.”
