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Nolan released her nipple and traced the outline of her bra with his tongue. With his free hand he reached to cup her other breast before sliding his hand around to the back and unsnapping the fastening. The garment fell away from her body and he slowly guided the straps down her arms, taking his time, worshipping every inch of her as he did so. She shook beneath him as he paid homage to her beauty, to each scar he discovered, each stretch mark, every curve. When he got to her skirt, Raina lifted her hips so he could ease it from her and expose the delicate pink lace panties that matched the bra he’d already discarded somewhere on the floor.
Her body went rigid as he traced the edges of her panty line, his fingers lingering a moment in the hollow at the top of her thigh, eliciting a moan of delight from Raina. He bent closer to her, inhaling the musky sweet scent that was her signature, and nuzzled at her mound. He was rewarded with a gasp, her hands now at his shoulders, her fingers tightening until he could feel the imprint of her nails on his skin.
“I want to taste you, again,” he murmured, nuzzling her.
“I’m yours,” Raina replied, her voice strained and her body now as taut as a bow beneath him.
He whisked the last remaining barrier from her body and nestled lower between her legs, his fingers at the top of her thighs, pressing gently into her pale flesh and parting her legs that little bit more. When he sank down and teased her glistening flesh with a flick of his tongue, she moaned again—the sound almost enough to make him want to dispense with this foreplay and race straight to the main event. Inside his jeans his erection strained against the restriction of his clothing. He pressed his hips against the mattress in an attempt to relieve his body’s demands but it was a short-lived respite.
To distract himself, he focused solely on the woman in his arms, intent on bringing her the kind of pleasure he dreamed of having the right to give her every day of her life. The taste and scent of her body filled him, exciting him to higher levels and driving him to see her every need fulfilled. He sensed that this—making love here in her bed—was the only time she wasn’t holding back. Here in the sanctuary of her room, she was his alone and so he paid homage to the privilege she bestowed upon him. Loving her with every cell in his body until she arched beneath him, her body locked in paroxysms of pleasure before softening and sinking back down into the mattress.
Nolan swiftly stripped himself of his clothes and returned to her. His arousal demanded satisfaction but he waited until Raina’s eyes cleared, until she was with him 100 percent.
“How do you do that?” she asked, sounding dazed.
“Give you pleasure, you mean?”
“Yes, that.”
“I do it from my heart, Raina. I love you. It’s that simple.”
And with that, he eased his length within her, hissing a little between his teeth as her swollen wet sheath gripped him. It was almost more than he could stand but still he held himself in check. Raina’s eyes were a glittering blue, punctuated by wildly dilated pupils. She met his gaze and reached for him, her hands gripping his hips and pulling him to her. He sank deeper into her body, deeper into pleasure, deeper into love, and with every stroke, every withdrawal, he affirmed that love until they both tumbled headlong into satisfaction.
* * *
Nolan watched Raina as she slept. They’d been about as close as two people could be. He didn’t want to screw this up. It was too precious. Too important to him. He thought about the small package that was nestled at the bottom of his jacket pocket and the note he’d written to go with it.
The logical side of his brain told him that it was too soon to give it to her, but every other cell in his body told him to do it now. The thing was, he was ready—more than ready—to take the next step with her, to make her his forever. But was she? One word began to echo in the back of his mind. Time. He had to give her more time. And, he realized, he had to let her come to her decision at her own pace, without undue pressure from him.
Already he wished he didn’t have to return to LA. There wouldn’t be much to do. He’d barely existed when he’d lived there and he could tie up the loose ends within the week. Would a week be enough for Raina? Would it give her the time he felt she needed to be certain about them both and give them a chance to forge a future together? He certainly hoped so. And when he came back he needed to face his final demons. He needed to tell Raina about Carole and Bennett. He didn’t want any secrets between them any longer. It had been one thing to convince himself that it was okay to hide his past, to bury it where it didn’t hurt anymore, but Raina deserved to know everything and she deserved to know it from him.
