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Hell, it really had been a long time. Please don’t let me come without getting her there first.
“Whoa,” he groaned. “Slow down. Come up here so I can kiss you.”
A mischievous grin crept over her face. “I’ve still got moves.”
He laughed tightly. “Never doubted it.”
When she was level with him, he cupped her cheeks between his palms and kissed her, putting everything he felt into it, hoping she’d see how desperately he wanted her. She matched him kiss for kiss, touch for touch. Was it possible, he wondered, that she cared for him as much as he cared for her? Obviously she felt something for him, or they wouldn’t be here. She wasn’t the kind of woman to sleep with a man unless she liked and respected him. But was it possible she felt more than simple liking? Or was that wishful thinking? Had she used up her capacity to love during her marriage?
“Stop thinking,” she ordered.
He tried. He slid his hand between them and dipped a finger into her core. The wetness he found there nearly undid him. He stroked through her folds and she shuddered, her hips jerking forward, seeking more. He gave it to her. Slipped one slick finger inside her and cupped his palm tightly against her body. She writhed and threw her head back, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. Shit, he wanted inside her. Needed inside her, or he was going to lose it.
“You want me?” he asked.
“Yesss,” she hissed.
“Now?”
“Now.”
He slipped free of her and fumbled in his jacket pocket for his wallet, grabbing the condom from it and checking the date to make sure it was still good. Thank God. Then he unrolled it down his length and rejoined her on the bed. She lay on her back and he hovered over her, pressing slowly into her softness. Breath eased between his teeth and he bared them in a feral grin.
She stared up at him, panting. She was tight. “Like I said,” she puffed, “it’s been a while.”
Finally, he was seated deep inside her. He claimed her lips with a hot kiss, giving her time to adjust. When she began to roll her hips beneath him, he started to move. As he thrust, she made sweet whimpering noises, and satisfaction surged within him. Satisfaction, and the blinding desire to keep this woman happy, sated, and safe. The desire was completely unexpected and would have knocked him for six if not for the increasingly urgent, all-consuming heat building between their bodies.
They moved together slowly at first, but it wasn’t long before she gripped her thighs and lifted them, inviting him to pound into her harder and faster. He obliged, and they both moaned. His forearms rested on either side of her head and his lips didn’t leave hers as their bodies slapped together rhythmically, carrying them higher and higher on a wave of delicious sensation until they reached a crescendo and both shook and trembled in release.
When he’d caught his breath and his brain was functioning again, he kissed her cheek, climbed off her and disposed of the condom. He returned, lay next to her and wrapped his arms around her. Warmth washed over him and he smiled. She was smiling, too. He touched his lips to hers in a light, affectionate kiss.
“Would you like—”
A shrill noise interrupted her, and it took a moment for his addled mind to recognize it as a ring tone.
She stiffened and her skin blanched. “It’s Saturday,” she whispered, then scuttled back from him, her face a mask of horror. “Oh, no.”
