A MATTER OF TRUST (23 page)

“I used to worry that this would die out,” Maddy said dreamily as Chase settled her on the bed and started undressing her.

He peeled off her nightgown, his eyes darkening with desire. “I told you I’d never get enough of you and I meant it.”

“I know, but after almost five years…” her train of thought derailed when Chase stood up and yanked off his shirt, swiftly followed by his jeans and boxers.

Maybe it wasn’t so difficult to believe he couldn’t get enough of her because Maddy couldn’t imagine a time when she’d ever tire of watching him undress or lose the desire to make love with him. Except for the six weeks following CJ’s birth, not a night had gone by when they hadn’t shared the intimacy of their bodies, and even then they had kissed and caressed each other until they’d drifted off to sleep. True, they weren’t free to love as openly as they used to, but in some ways the anticipation of being alone once their son had gone to sleep had only intensified their need for each other.

Maddy closed her eyes as Chase lowered himself over her, welcoming the scorching heat that always enveloped her with that first powerful thrust. He sank into her; stretching her, filling her, forcing a cry of pure ecstasy from her throat. This was what she lived for; this joining that was so much more than physical. Their souls united, they were one heart beating inside two bodies, they were love in its purest and simplest form.

Apart, they had been an arrogant man and a timie woman who knew nothing about sharing the passion that was hidden inside. But together...together they were open and honest and trusting, and their love for each other knew no bounds. Maybe their life wasn't perfect, because they certainly had their ups and downs, but Maddy wouldn't have changed it for the world.