Page 87 of A Raven Repents

She gripped her hands into his hair and kissed him. He groaned, and his hands slid from her waist around to grip her bottom. She plunged her tongue into his mouth, claiming her stake on him and on this. He still loved her, and nothing else mattered. She wanted him, here and now.

Wrenching her lips from his, they both gasped for breath. “Get your pajamas off. I want you, and I don’t want to wait.”

With a quick nod, he ripped the top open, and she laughed as he stood and pushed the bottoms to the floor. He claimed her mouth, once more, one hand cradling the back of her head, and the other her breast. His thumb brushed over her nipple, sending a flash of desire through her body.

He tried to turn them, but she shook her head. She pushed against his chest. “Lie down in the middle of the bed.”

A hungry smile grew on his lips and he followed her command. She climbed on after him and stood over the top of him, one foot on either side of his hips.

“I thought you were coming up here,” he said, slowly trailing his tongue over his top lip.

She shook her head. “Not tonight. I need to feel you inside my body. Will it work this way?”

“Absolutely.” He wrapped his hand around himself. “Just sit down slowly, and I’ll guide myself in.”

Her body stretched around him until he was fully inside her. They both groaned. “I’ve missed this so much.”

“Me too.” His smile grew as his gaze wandered over her body. “My God, you are so beautiful.” He reached up and brushed his fingertips over her nipple, the rush of desire making her hips rock.

“Put your hands here.” He patted his chest. “That’s it, now shift to your knees. It will make it easier for you to move.”

She smiled as she lifted herself. Pleasure forced his mouth open as she sank back down, and she reveled in being in control of it. This was so much better with the lights lit. “I like it this way.” Need grew deep within her as she rode him faster.

“You, my wonderful wife, are perfect in every way.” The words were broken up by his panting breath. He squeezed her nipples and pleasure streaked through her, coaxing her to move harder and faster, her body begging for release.

“Giles!” Her climax ripped through her with such force she lost all coordination. He gripped her hips and kept her moving until he shouted his own, pushing himself even deeper into her body.

He pulled her down onto his chest, not letting her slide off the side. Hopefully she wasn’t crushing him. She had no strength to argue, and it was utterly perfect, anyway. His arms wrapped around her, one hand against her back, and the other on her bottom. For a long time, breathing was all either of them could manage.

As they calmed, his fingers rubbed slow circles over her back.

“As much as I’m enjoying this, do you mind if I move to the bed now?”

He lifted his arm and she laid on her side, facing him. “Turn this way. I want to see your face.”

He did as she asked, and for a moment, she just stared, taking in every detail. She traced her fingertip over his lips. “You’re beautiful. Do you know that?”

“Even still?”

“I’m more attracted to you than ever, Giles.”

His brow furrowed.

“Do you really not believe me after what I just did?”

“Mmmm. All I know for certain is that you are exquisite, and I will be forever grateful to whatever, or whoever, brought you into my life.” His gaze wandered down her body and he brushed his fingertip across her nipple.

“Don’t do that. You’ll make me want you again, and I’m too exhausted for another round.”

He chuckled and pressed a soft kiss against her lips. But when he put his head back down, he sighed. “Tomorrow is my appointment with the ocularist. Will you come with me?” He was obviously nervous, and she was honored that he’d asked her.

She cupped her hand around his cheek. “Of course I will.” She kissed his lips and his forehead. “Will you wear a blue suit for me? You are irresistible in blue.”

“I will wear whatever you wish. If I turn the lights out, will you sleep in my arms tonight?”

“I will gladly sleep in your arms, every night.”

“Giles Henderson to see Dr. Schwartz.” Apprehension had every muscle in his body pulled tight like a bowstring.