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She trailed her fingers over the contours of his chest, discovering a deep scar on his side. “What’s this?”
“A bull caught me.” He bent and kissed the top of breast. “Stuck me with his horn.”
She tipped his head up. “A bull?”
“I was a kid.” He settled her more firmly on the thick ridge between her legs. “My brothers were teasing me.”
“That’s terrible.” She slipped lower and kissed the wound.
“I don’t want to talk about my scars. It’s a waste of our time.” He tipped so she was lying under him on the sofa. “I want to explore your body.”
She ran her hands down his sides. How many scars did he have?
Sage captured her wrists with one hand. He kissed her and the world disappeared. There was only Sage. His murmurs, his heart pounding with hers like the driving bass of hard rock.
He nudged off her bra straps and covered her breast with his mouth, sucking and nipping the hard tip. Somehow he unsnapped her bra and tossed it to the floor.
She buried her fingers into his hair, hanging on as he lavished kisses and bites to each breast. Her hips rolled.
“That feels too good.” He pinned her hips with the weight of his own.
“I want to touch you,” she gasped.
He rested his forehead against hers. “But I’m having fun.”
She grinned. “Why don’t we head to the bedroom?”
“I’m good with that plan.” His eyes twinkled.
He shifted off her. Cool air tightened her nipples. Then he scooped her up. “Where to?”
She pointed down the hall, smiling up at him.
Sage took a couple of steps and stumbled, his fingers digging into her side and thigh.
“Are you okay?” She wiggled.
“Maybe I pushed that a little too far.” He grimaced and set her down. “Thought it would be more romantic if I carried you to the bed.”
“You’ve got a headache.” It was her fault. “Let me help you.”
“It’s not bad. Really. Not bad enough to stop.” He cupped her face. Echoes of pain etched lines around his mouth. “But I wouldn’t say no to a nude massage.”
“Fine!” She laughed, pulling him into the bedroom. Sex had never been this fun.
They stripped and set aside their clothes. Oh, my. Sage may have been injured, but his body was a masterpiece. It made her want to start doing crunches.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
Even with his headache, he was too observant. “You’re so…” She waved a hand at his body. “And I’m…”
“Beautiful.” He caught her hand and brought her closer. Resting his forehead on her belly, he inhaled. “Absolutely beautiful.”
She stood between his knees and hugged him. She’d never fallen in love before, but she could lose her heart to a man like Sage.
Brushing a kiss on his head, she climbed on the bed and knelt behind him, digging her fingers into his muscles.
She followed his groans; pushing, kneading, trying to ease his pain. But she couldn’t keep from brushing her hard nipples against his back. Soon she was stroking instead of kneading. Finally leaning over his shoulder, she ran her hands down his chest and pinched his nipples.
“You’re killing me,” he groaned.
“How’s your headache?” She ran her teeth along his ear.
“Forgotten.” He caught her hands and pulled her so she straddled his lap. “I want you.”
“I need you.” She kissed him.
They shoved bedding aside. He settled his weight on her and she moaned.
His mouth took a leisurely trip across and down her body. If this was a song, it would have started slow, a love ballad that built to a burning crescendo as pulsing sound filled the stage. With his hands and mouth he took her up and up, until she cried out in pleasure.
“I’ve got you. I’ve got you.” He kissed her as her body quaked with aftershocks. He sighed. “That might be all we can do. I don’t have a condom.”
She blushed. “I bought some today.”
His green eyes glittered. “You’re amazing.”
Her body wasn’t fully functional yet so she pointed to the end table.
Sage ripped the drawer open and then the box. There was a crinkle of foil and he was rolling on the condom and rejoining her before her skin cooled.
“Are you sure you’re up for this?” she asked. She didn’t want to set back his recovery.
He nudged her with his erection. “Honey, I’m up for this.”
They laughed. It was magical, like finding the perfect lyric.
Sage slid into her slowly, waiting for her to adjust.
She needed more. She pressed her hips up, wrapping her legs around him. “Please.”
