Roped Into Romance (5 page)

He picked up the pace, harder, faster, meeting each upward thrust of her hips with a powerful downward stroke. Seconds later, she cried o ut, a soft gasp, a sweetly unexpected catch of breath as she shuddered beneath him.

Her completion sent him over the edge. His body clenched and he groaned, his climax exploding through him in one final driving burst. He buried his face in her hair, holding his weight on his elbows braced above her head, feeling for the first time in his life like he'd never recover. And loving the feeling of being in love.

Finally, he raised his head and looked down into her smiling eyes. "So, about that love at first sight thing? Are you sure?"

Lauren gave a quick little nod. "I wouldn't be down here naked beneath your godlike body otherwise." When he raised an eyebrow, she added a small shrug and said,

"Hey, it sounded good anyway."

"Uh-huh. I thought so." He brushed hair back from her forehead, loving her sense of humor yet knowing this one thing, at least for him, couldn't wait. "I can be as cynical as anyone, Lauren, and I've always believed in love. I just never expected to be hit —

"

"Shh." She placed her fingers to his lips. "I promise. Next time I won't hit you."

"That's what I wanted to know. About next time. That there will be one." He knew she had to feel his heart racing, his chest pressed to hers as it was.

"Maybe one or two." And then she smiled. A smile that to uched him where a woman had never touched him before. Where he knew no other woman would touch him again.

"One or two? Is that all?"

"Or however many times we can squeeze into the next 40 years," she added, pulling his head down for the sweetest imaginable kiss.

The End