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She took everything he had to give, meeting his strides, her hands tight on his back locking him in, holding him to her. Relishing each and every motion—every liberated pleasure—they moved as one.
“You didn’t come all the way here...for this,” she managed to accuse, with a gasp for air on his thrust, “surely?” Wild, joyous laughter escaped her.
He nodded, grinning, his brow drawn down with the effort.
“It’s a long way to...come...for a shag, Sean.”
He gave a hoarse laugh, and pulled out, urging her to chase after him. Her hips reacted of their own accord, reaching for him, angled up from the bed.
With a soft chuckle, he thrust home again and ground to halt, deep inside, making her gasp. “Oh yes, I came here for this, but not just for a one off. For you, all of you. I want you to be mine. Forever.”
Chapter Six
Rowan wanted to get up from the bed immediately afterwards to make a point, but somehow she couldn’t force herself to do it. Instead she stayed curled in Sean’s powerful arms, savoring the feel of him, her face against his chest while their twin heartbeats began to settle. His body was strong and invincible under her cheek, his familiar scent enveloping her. The rise and fall of his chest made her feel dreamy and secure, even while the rest of her body still spangled with pleasure.
He stroked his fingertips over her back while he held her in place, and it felt so good. She wanted the moment to last and last, but it couldn’t, she knew that. He was playing a game, reliving the past. She had to take a deep breath and steel herself, because this was just the fleeting reunion of past lovers, and soon he’d be gone. No way would she let herself hope for more, no matter what story he spun her. Tough, he’d called her. Well, he had no idea. She had an armor plated heart now, and the only one who occupied the precious space was her baby girl. He’d find out soon enough, and then he’d understand.
Just for now, she clung closer a moment longer, floating on the afterglow.
A familiar creak, a sound on the stairway, focused her attention though, and she lifted her head.
“What is it?” He whispered the question, having kept his promise to be quiet and keep their secret.
“They’re going to bed.” Her thoughts returned to Pixie. Sitting up she glanced across the room, looking for her abandoned things.
His hand on her shoulder made her pause.
“You can’t leave now.”
She huffed a laugh. The weight of responsibility and the nagging feeling of regret quickly sobered her. Seductive words and actions meant nothing when heartbreak was lurking around the corner once again. “Why not? Aren’t you done?”
“Hey.” He drew her back, easing her round so she faced him. “We haven’t talked yet. That was part of the deal.”
“Not now.” She glanced at the door when the floorboards creaked on the landing outside. “I meant tomorrow, before you head off.”
“I meant now, and I’m not heading off.”
“You should.” She stood.
He clasped her wrist in one strong hand, tethering her to the bed. “The agreement was we talk.”
“We can’t. They’ll realize I’m in here with you. I’m
not going through all that moral outrage again.”
“It’s different now. They seem to have accepted it.”
“Easy for you to say.” She knew they would expect her to be more responsible, especially since she had Pixie to think of now. “I can’t spend any more time in here with you, besides, I don’t want to.” She tugged her hand free and picked up her jeans.
“Rowan, stay. I locked the door. Your Nan is the only who’d check on you and she’s not bothered about us being close now, she made that obvious. Relax.”
He was on his feet too and loomed over her, one hand on her upper arm. “Come back to bed. We’ll talk quietly, but there are things that need to be said. That’s more obvious than ever now.”
His tone was earnest and as if to convince her, he reached out and turned off the overhead light. It meant the bedside light was the only one on, and it meant the room was softly lit.
“I don’t want to upset Auntie Gladys, this is her house. And Nan’s been ill, she’s putting on a brave face but she was in hospital a few months back.” It wasn’t the right time to tell him but she was clutching at straws for back up.
“I’m sorry to hear that. I didn’t know.”
