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“Flynn,” came her desperate plea. “I need you.”
“I need you, too.” So bad he could hardly think. Ending the torture of foreplay, he swept her panties down her legs and paused long enough to strip off his briefs. Only then did he hesitate. There was a small matter of birth control to consider before they continued. “Condom. I have one upstairs.”
She nodded hastily. “I’ll come with you.”
“Yeah,” he said with a lopsided smile because damn, he was at ease right now. “That’d be best.”
He snatched her hand and helped her up, leaving their dishes and scattered clothing where they lay. They darted up the stairs naked, but not before he gave her a playful swat and sent her ahead of him. He had to get a better look at that ass, and since she’d robbed him of the pleasure of a thong, he hadn’t had the chance to admire it yet.
Sabrina naked was a beautiful sight.
Her bottom was heart-shaped, leading to a slim waist, strong back and small shoulders. Each and every inch of her was deliciously toned yet soft and touchable. And touching her was exactly what he intended to do.
At the back of the hallway, she entered his bedroom and turned around. His breath snagged. Not only were her dusky nipples perched on the tips of her breasts like gumdrops, but between her legs she was gloriously bare. He’d noticed when he touched her with his fingers, but seeing it nearly brought him to his knees.
She bit her bottom lip, white teeth scraping plump pink flesh and setting him off like a match to a fuse.
When he caught up to her, he wrapped her in his arms and cupped her bare butt with both hands, giving her cheeks a squeeze. They tumbled backward onto his king-size bed framed by a leather headboard.
She looked good on his deep charcoal-gray duvet and crisp white sheets beneath. The contrast of her dark hair spread over the white pillowcase made him glad he didn’t have a drop of color in this room. Sabrina added her own. From her pink cheeks to her bright blue toenail polish.
He found a condom in the nightstand drawer and rolled it on, his hands shaking with anticipation. She must have noticed, because next she caught his wrist and smiled. Then she nodded, anxious to get to the next part—almost as anxious as he.
Positioned over her, he thrust his hips and entered her in one long, smooth stroke. She pressed her head into the pillow, lifting her chin and saying a word that would forever echo in the caverns of his mind.
“Yes.”
It was damn nice to hear.
She felt like heaven. Holding him from within as reverently as she held him with her arms now. His throat tightened as he shoved away every thought aside of the woman beneath him. Which wasn’t hard to do, since the physical act of making love to Sabrina Douglas was a singular experience.
If there was room for any other thoughts, he couldn’t find it.
He rocked into her gently as they found their rhythm in the dark. Save the slice of moonlight painting a stripe on the bedding, the room was marked with shadows. He had no trouble making out the slope of her breasts or the luscious curve of her hips.
And when he had to close his eyes—when the gravity of what was happening between them was too much to bear—he still saw her naked form on the screen of his eyelids.
The vision stayed until he gave in to his powerful release, caught his breath and was finally able to open his eyes.
