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“I only meant that you’re here, in a small town, on the edge of the ocean, with a small child in your life.” He frowned. “Everything I’ve heard about kids has led me to believe they cripple your social life rather than add to it.”
“And yet you say you wanted children?”
“Different when you’re married.”
She bristled. “Are you judging my lifestyle? Raising Maxie as a single mum?”
“Hell no!” He swore. “That’s the last thing I’d want you to think. If I’m judging anyone, it’s the bastard who knocked you up and didn’t stick around to help.” He dragged a hand through his hair. “Katie, I think what you’re doing is incredible. Maxie seems like a great little guy, and you seem happy. I only meant that you are the most sexually responsive woman I’ve ever known, and I can’t imagine a life of celibacy has kept you satisfied.”
Her blue eyes scanned his face. “It hasn’t.” She agreed. “But I would never bring someone into Maxie’s life unless I knew that person would be a permanent addition. He’s a sensitive boy, and I wouldn’t want him to get attached to someone, only to have to say goodbye to them if it didn’t work out. It’s just been easier to avoid that hassle altogether.”
If they hadn’t already outlined the expiry date on their … whatever this was… he might have taken it as a warning. The mood was getting more serious than he wanted, and aiming to lighten it, he flashed her a bright smile. “I’m a little disappointed you answered the question. Dares are so fun.”
She pressed a finger into her cheek, pretending to consider it. “We could always just pretend I chose dare.”
His eyes flared. “Sounds fine by me.”
“So what’s my dare?”
“Take off your dress.”
A shiver of anticipation ran down her back. Keeping her eyes locked to his, she bent down and took the hem of the dress into her fingers. Slowly, still watching him, she slid it up her body, over her breasts, watching as his face showed his appreciation for her near-naked body. Any self-consciousness she might have felt was made impossible by the arc of need that now stretched tautly between them. She tossed the dress to the corner of her room and stood before him in just a pair of lacy briefs.
His breath caught in his throat. She was perfect. Her skin, so creamy and soft, her body all womanly curves, despite being so slender at the waist he thought he could span his hands around her.
“This seems a bit lopsided,” her voice was breathless, though she was aiming for humor.
“You’re right.” Still sitting, his eyes unable to move from her face, he tore off his jumper and shirt, exposing his chest. He saw the moment her eyes fell to the bandage and he winced. For a moment he’d forgotten about the damned scar.
Katie didn’t ask about it. She wanted to know what the piece of gauze hid, but she wasn’t foolish enough do anything that would prolong their coming together.
“Pants.” She said shakily. He stood, and now they were toe to toe, she found her fingers lifting and running across his chest, without her consent. His skin was warm, and smooth, with just a spattering of dark hair that ran from the column of his neck, down his muscular chest, to form an arrow above his belt. She gulped as her eyes were drawn towards that part of his anat
omy.
He unclipped his belt, feeling arrows of desire shoot through him wherever her fingers touched. He hoped he’d be able to hold onto his control long enough to make this memorable for her. He felt like a nervous teenager again, about to ‘do it’ behind the school fields. He removed his pants and kicked them away, finally sans clothing. Just her surprisingly sexy underwear to be got rid of and they’d be naked. He knelt down on his knees, so close to her beautiful feminine heart, and latched his fingers through the waistband. He slid them down as slowly as he could, but he was damned impatient now.
“Katie,” he whispered hoarsely when they were naked.
She couldn’t say anything. Her mouth was dry, filled with saw dust, and her heart was pumping so hard that she thought she would fly away. He stood, and pressed his full frame against her. His body was warm despite the freezing cold night, and though her heater didn’t work and her room was like an ice-box, she felt heated from top to toe.
His erection pressed against her flat stomach and she let out a small breath of passion, before lifting her eyes to his, and inviting him silently to take her. He seemed to understand her unspoken request perfectly, and he scooped her up and placed her gently into the middle of the bed.
His kisses, all over her body, were both tormenting and amazing. She needed so much more than to be kissed. Having avoided anything romantic since Roberto, her body had now come alive with a need she couldn’t believe was still there.
He took her breasts into his hands, aching with desire as he felt their roundness and wanted to taste them, taste her, feel her. His body felt energized with the strength of his needs, and though he wanted to prolong it, he couldn’t. There’d be time for slow, exploratory sex. They were both too turned on to wait any longer. Beneath him, the beautiful Katie was moaning at fever pitch, her face flushed, her eyes sheened. He paused just long enough to retrieve a condom from his wallet and put it in place, before joining her on the bed, hovering just at her entrance.
He felt like he was about to explode, but he heard himself ask, “You sure you want this?” Knowing it would kill him if she said no. He’d never lost control with a woman but he was damned near close.
“What do you think?” She cried out loudly, tears of frustrated need stinging her eyes. She clamped a hand to her mouth at how stupid she was to make noise – the last thing she needed was for a sleepy Maxie to burst in to find out what all the commotion was about.
His relief was palpable.
As he slid his length inside her, Katie had to clamp her mouth shut to stop from screaming out again. She wrapped her legs around his waist, to give him complete access, and she groaned as he took her, thrusting powerfully into her core, making her shake with waves of want.
As she orgasmed the first time, he thought he had never seen anything more beautiful. Her whole face contorted with sheer pleasure and sensation and he felt an ancient, He-man trill of pride that he’d been the one to make her respond like that. That he had brought her body to the point where she was engulfed in flames.
The next time she fell apart at the seams, he rode the wave with her, and then he realized that his power over her was not unique at all. She had exactly the same power over her. He came harder than ever before, rocked to the core by the strength of his physical reaction.
