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Asmall smile tugged at his lips, hope written across his features. “Ireally am sorry,Rosalie.”
“You’reforgiven.”
Twosmall words, said freely and honestly, that made her feel as though everything was going to be okay in the end.Sheset her tea down and shivered slightly at the loss of the warmth.
“Comehere,” saidJack, sitting back in the corner of the sectional and tugging her towards him.Hesettled her with her back to his chest, his arms around her. “Whenyou fell in that water,Icouldn’t even breathe.”Hisgrip tightened on her, and she leaned back against him, absorbing his words, his warmth.
“Thankyou for saving my life.Forchanging my tire.Forwalking me back to the hotel through the snow.Noone’s ever cared for me that way before.It’swhy it’s so easy to forgive you for not telling me about your daughter.BecauseIknow you’re a good man.Iknow that you care about me.You’renot like him,” she finished in a whisper, and she wasn’t sure if the words were forJack, or for herself.
Jackburied his face in her neck and inhaled.Shemoaned softly, and he kissed a path down her neck, to her shoulder, pulling the robe open slightly. “AndInever will be,” he said, kissing her neck, her jaw.
“God, you are so forgiven,” she said, her voice shaky. “ButIthinkIcould use a little more apologizing.”Shetilted her head, giving him more skin to taste and tease with his mouth.
“Ohyeah?” he asked, one hand dropping to the belt of her robe—his robe—and letting it fall open.Instantly, his hands were on her breasts, rough and strong and warm as he cupped them.Thelust that flowed through her was strong, but the relief—relief that everything was okay, that he wanted this too, that he was finally touching her again—was even stronger.Shearched her back as he pinched at her hard nipples.
“Canwe go upstairs?” she asked.
Insteadof answering, he scooped her into his arms and stood, makingRosalielaugh and loop her arms around his neck.Shenuzzled into him as he walked toward the stairs, kissing his neck, his stubbled jaw.Heset her carefully on his messy, unmade bed, then pushed the robe all the way open.
“RosalieCrawford, you are the most beautiful creatureI’veever laid eyes on.”
“Ineed to see you,” she said, more desperate for him by the second. “Please,Jack.”
Kneelingin front of her on the bed, he pulled his shirt off over his head, then dropped his hands to his pants, flicking open the button and undoing the zipper.Inrecord time, he was naked, andRosalieslid a hand up his hard stomach, his skin warm beneath her fingers.
“Prettyfast when you don’t have boots to trip over,” she said, and they both laughed, warmth and happiness passing between them.Whenthe laughter faded, he eased himself down on top of her, his thick, hard cock like a brand against her thigh.
“Fuck,I’vebeen thinking about this for days.Weeks.”
“Me, too,” she admitted, wrapping her legs around his waist.Sheslid her fingers into the thick hair at the nape of his neck, holding him close. “Iwould lie awake at night, thinking about you, wondering if you were thinking about me.Wonderingif you wanted more.”
Hepressed his forehead to hers. “Ithought about you constantly,Rosalie.Iwanted more from the momentIwalked out of that hotel room.”
Herheart soared in her chest asJackkissed her, slowly and thoroughly, as though they had all the time in the world.
Becausethey did.Shecould see it, stretching out in front of them, a glimmering golden road filled with hope and possibilities.
“Ah, shit,” he said, breaking the kiss.Hisforehead was still pressed to hers, and she could feel his heart pounding.
“What?”
“Idon’t have any condoms.Ibought more and put them in my work bag becauseIthoughtIwas heading over afterIwas done with my shift.Thebag’s in my locker at work.Fuck.”
Heeased back, butRosalietightened her grip on him. “Dowe need one?I’mon the pill.”
“I’mgood, if that’s what you’re asking.AndIhaven’t gone bare with anyone since the divorce.”
“Ijust want you, then,Jack.Nothingbetween us.”
Hiscock jerked against her thigh.Shekissed his neck, his jaw, his shoulders, holding him close.
“Rosalie,” he groaned, sliding down her body, kissing a path across her collarbones, over her breasts and down her stomach.Hekissed her thighs, her calves, all the way down to her ankles.Itwas an apology and a promise, all wrapped up in one.Bythe time he kissed his way back up to her pussy, she was aching and wet, desperate for him.Butshe knew that tonight wouldn’t be playful and dirty like that first time.Therewould be time for playful and dirty in the future.Tonightwas about them.Abouttaking a chance and trusting that the other person would catch you.
Hegently parted her pussy lips with his thumbs and swept his tongue over her clit.Shemoaned, fisting her hands in the sheets.Hedid it over and over again, just that slow, achingly gentle movement.Hetraced a circle around it, kissed it, sucked it gently.
“Youtaste even sweeter thanIremember,” he said, sliding one finger inside her and curling it up, stroking slowly. “Sofucking good.”
“Oh,God,” she moaned, her hips writhing as the pressure mounted inside her.Ifhe kept this up, she was going to come very, very soon.
