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Thankfully, it took him an extra moment to rip away the shrink-wrap on the unopened box, and another moment to unfold a sleeve of packets and tear one open to roll the protection into place.
Lark used that time to breathe deeply. Pull herself together. Recall the generous way he’d given to her just now.
She wouldn’t allow her mistakes to steal anything else from him. Or from her either.
When his big body met hers on the bed, pressing her into the mattress with the fraction of his weight he gave to her, Lark gave herself up to sensation again. She’d enticed this incredible man, this world-renowned athlete with a body that was a finely tuned machine, into her bed.
And she would do anything in her power to make him feel amazing.
“Now, where were we?” His hips wedged between her thighs, the heat of his erection rubbing against her folds.
A whimper stole from her throat.
“You were going to make this a night neither of us would ever forget.” Reaching between them, she stroked him from base to shaft, remembering how he liked to be touched. “And I was going to help.”
His eyes rolled back for a moment, his nostrils flaring.
“Promise me one thing,” he breathed the words on a slow exhale, moving his hips in a way that rubbed their bodies together again.
“Mmm?” She arched beneath him, ready for him.
“Remind me to feed you tonight,” he told her as he entered her in one long, incredible stroke. “Because if you don’t, I might forget to let you out of this bed.”
A sensual thrill raced over her skin as he filled her, the possibilities of being with him this way all night enough to make her forget everything else.
“I promise.” Hooking her ankles around his back, she anchored herself to him.
His pectoral muscles flexed as he kept most of his weight off her, his chest grazing hers as he set a rhythm to please them both. It felt so good. He knew her so well, understood all her cues, fed her every need.
She’d known she missed this, but that still didn’t seem to account for how desperately hungry she was for his touch. His kiss.
Their eyes met again, and she wondered if this was overwhelming him, too.
Because there was no denying that what they were sharing right now felt better than ever.
“I’m going to need you more than once.” He said the words with a gravity that reminded her he might consider that a personal failing.
He’d always enjoyed being able to hold back so that she could reach peak after peak.
Why hadn’t she ever considered that there might be a darker side to that need? That maybe Gibson found it a challenge to be anything less than perfect?
Tightening her thighs against his hips, she cupped his handsome face in her hands.
“I’m going to need you twice as often,” she vowed, only too glad to indulge them both this way. “So I hope those meals you’ve got in the kitchen have enough protein to fuel hourly sex.”
He fell on her then, his lips tasting her deeply, tongue exploring her all over again. Then when her tongue followed his, he thrust his hips harder. Faster.
Her breath sped up as she held tight to him. Let his body carry hers over the edge with him.
This time, with him buried inside her, the sensations were different. Stronger. Better.
Plus she got to see him enjoy the finish, his gorgeous male physique shuddering with the power of his release.
Pleasure flooded through her. His and hers. Not just from what they’d shared, but from the thought of the hours they still had ahead of them to feel this way again and again. If she was only going to have Gibson back in her life for one night, she would make every second of it count.
She just hoped she could maintain her focus on the physical—the intimacy that rocked her to the core—rather than all the unresolved feelings between them. The tenderness that she felt for this man, the realization that maybe he’d found it tough to be there for her every day because he only wanted to give people his absolute best, were feelings that didn’t have any place in her life anymore.
They weren’t together. His decisions and problems were his own.
