Season for Love (25 page)

After what seemed like an endless wait, one of the crewmembers waved at them to proceed off the boat. Five minutes later, they were pulling into the parking lot behind the Surf.
 

“I’ll come back for the bags later,” he said as they got out and met in front of the car. He took her hand and propelled her up the back stairs to the hotel, fumbling with the key and swearing under his breath when the lock fought back.

“It’s all in the wrist,” she said, pushing his hand out of the way.

“Very funny.”

When the door swung open, he half dragged her in behind him, slamming the door shut and pushing her up against it. He devoured her mouth in deep, searching kisses that made her legs weak and her heart race.

“Laura, Laura, Laura, my sweet Laura,” he whispered, turning his attention to her neck, kissing and licking and nibbling. “God, I want you. I’ve wanted you for so damned long.”

She clutched his shoulders, needing him more than she’d ever known it was possible to need anything. “I’ve wanted you, too, for just as long and just as much.”

And then he scooped her up and carried her through the kitchen, across the lobby and into his suite.
 

In what had become their pattern when he was picking her up off the bathroom floor after a bout of morning sickness, she looped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.

He put her down next to his bed and started pulling at clothes with barely restrained urgency.

With their clothes in a pile at their feet, he yanked at the bed covers and urged her in ahead of him. He was right behind her, reaching for her.

Laura decided that the heat of his skin against hers was about the best thing she’d ever felt.

“I’ve dreamed about this moment.” His hand slid down her back to her bottom, tugging her in tight against him. “And it’s better than anything I could’ve imagined.”

“Mmm, so much better.”

She couldn’t stop touching him—his chest and belly, caressing him until he groaned in frustration. Curling her hand around his cock, she stroked him the way he liked, hard and quick.

His eyes closed, and his hips pushed against her hand, urging her on.

Empowered by his reaction, she kissed her way down the front of him. Since his eyes were still closed, he didn’t realize her intention until she’d taken him into the heat of her mouth.

His eyes flew open, and his fingers gripped her hair so tightly it was almost painful. “
Laura
,” he said in a choked tone. “I can’t take that right now.”

“Yes, you can.” She ran her tongue down the length of him and below, paying homage to his most sensitive parts. “What did you say last night? You take care of me, and I take care of you?” As she spoke, she kept her lips close to his shaft. “I’ve got a lot of taking care of you to do if I’m going to even things up between us.”

“You don’t have to…” He nearly levitated off the bed when she dipped her tongue into the slit at the top. As he released an inarticulate sound, his hips surged, pushing his cock into her mouth.

Laura took him deep again, as deep as she could, and lashed at him with her tongue. She looked up to find him watching her with feverish eyes. His hands had fallen to his sides, giving her complete control.

“Mmm,” she said, making sure her lips vibrated against his sensitive skin.

“Baby, stop.
Stop
.”

Rather than stop, though, she sucked on him and cupped his balls, squeezing gently.

With a harsh cry, he erupted into her throat.

Feeling a sense of power unlike anything she’d ever experienced, she licked him clean as he quivered and trembled beneath her. She kissed his belly and chest, tongued his nipple and drew another sharp cry of surprise from him.
 

As she stretched out on top of him, his arms encircled her. “You…that was…you’re amazing.” He turned them so he was on top but kept his weight off the baby. “I’ve never felt anything like that.” He kissed her. “Ever.” His eyes glinted with humor and devious intent. “My turn.”

Her entire body hummed with anticipation that surged into a sharp tingle between her legs.
 

He worshiped every inch of her, paying particular attention to nipples made extra sensitive by pregnancy. By the time his broad shoulders pushed her legs apart, she was already on the verge of an explosive release. The first touch of his tongue on her throbbing clitoris was all it took to set her off. His fingers slid into her slick channel, riding the wave of her climax. “Again,” he whispered as he set out to drive her mad a second time.
 

Laura would’ve sworn she couldn’t do it twice, but she’d learned not to underestimate him. He took his own sweet time leading her up and leaving her hanging at the precipice three times before he took her over in a second wave that was more powerful than the first.
 

On his knees, he spread her legs even farther apart and wrapped his hand around his hard cock, stroking himself. Keeping his gaze fixed on hers, he aligned their bodies and began to push into her.

She was so primed his entry should’ve been easy, but he was big, and he had to work his way in slowly.

He held himself up on his arms when he dipped his head to kiss her with sweeping, insistent strokes of his tongue over her lips and into her mouth. All the while, he kept up the slow, steady push and pull.

Needing to breathe, Laura broke the kiss and gulped in greedy breaths. She smoothed her hands over his sweat-slicked back, curving them over the rounded globes of his ass. She squeezed, encouraging him to keep going.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

“No, no. Feels so good.” She arched her back, wanting more, wanting everything he had to give her.

“For me, too, Princess. Nothing has ever felt so good.” He pressed his lips to her neck, which made her shiver.
 

“It’s because you don’t have to wear a condom.”

He shook his head, gazing down at her with love and affection and desire in his eyes. “It’s you. You make all the difference.” Glancing down to where they were joined, he said, “About halfway there.”

She let out an unsteady groan. “
Seriously?
”

He laughed softly. “You can do it.”

“I’m not sure I can.”

Sliding a hand under her, he turned them in a smooth move that startled and stirred her. Somehow he managed to remain lodged within her. “You do the rest,” he said, his hands on her hips guiding her as she straddled him. “Relax and let it happen.” He flattened his palm on her belly to steady her before moving both hands up to cup her breasts. Under her, he shifted slightly to sit up a bit. The new position sent him deeper into her and put his mouth in direct proximity to her breasts. He rolled her nipple between his lips and dropped one hand to the V of her legs, teasing the firm nub of her clit between his fingers.

The combination made it easier for her to slide farther down on him.

“Two more inches to go,” he said as he dabbed her nipple with the sharp point of his tongue.

“You’re lying.”

He took her hand. “Feel.”

Sure enough, a good two inches remained. “You got way more than your share, mister.”

Laughing, he said, “Never heard any complaints before.”

“I’m not complaining,” she said as a fine sheen of sweat coated her skin from the effort to relax and allow him in. “Exactly.”

“Come here.” He put his arms around her and brought her in tight against his chest, capturing her mouth in a heated kiss that was all slick lips and eager tongues. His fingers dug into her hips to stop her from moving as he once again kissed her stupid.

Her entire body throbbed, but the epicenter was between her legs where he remained wedged. And if she wasn’t mistaken, he was getting bigger.

She moaned against his lips. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Sorry,” he said sheepishly. “He has a mind of his own.”

“He thinks an awful lot of himself.”

He flashed that devastating grin that got to her every time. “He does have a rather healthy ego.” Cupping her ass, he squeezed and teased as his hungry mouth went to work on her other nipple. “We’ll have to practice a lot so it becomes routine for you.”

She choked out a shaky laugh. “I don’t think
he
will ever become routine to me.”

“Do you want to stop?”

“If you stop, I’ll kill you.”

That made him chuckle softly as his fingers delved deeper into the cleft of her ass, leaving no part of her untouched or unexplored.

Laura let her head fall back as a riot of sensations bombarded her. Suddenly, she needed to move and squirmed against his tight hold. His hands moved to her hips, but he let her set the pace and gasped when she finally took all of him.

She cried out when he rolled her clit between his fingers while he flexed his hips, pushing deeper and touching a spot inside her that had never been touched before. Losing herself in the intense spasms that rippled from the soles of her feet to her scalp and every pressure point in between, she came hard. One wave followed another, stealing the breath from her lungs along with any remaining doubts that this man was the one meant for her. When she returned from the heavenly ride, he was poised above her, looking down at her in amazement.

“Wow,” he said reverently.

How had he turned them over again without her even knowing? “Yeah.” Still breathing hard and throbbing at all her pressure points, she brought him down for a kiss. That was when she realized he was harder than ever and still buried deep inside her. “You didn’t…”

Smiling, he shook his head. “Wrap your legs around my hips.”

Tentatively, Laura did as he asked.

“Ready?”

Biting her bottom lip, she nodded, not entirely sure what she was agreeing to but trusting him implicitly.

“Hold on to me, baby.” He reached beneath her and gripped her bottom, the position opening her to him even more than she’d been before. Slowly, gently, he began to move in steady strokes.
 

Even though the pressure was intense between her legs, her entire body was on fire for him. She’d never had sex like this—all-consuming, full-body sex.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said against her lips as his tongue dipped into her mouth, teasing and withdrawing before she could catch it. He looked her square in the eye. “I love you, Laura. I wanted to be deep inside you, with your arms and legs wrapped around me, the first time I said those words to you. I’ve loved you for almost as long as I’ve known you.”

Tears filled her eyes as her heart pounded in time with the steady, unrelenting motion of his hips. “I love you, too. I’m so glad you stayed here with me.”

He rested his forehead on hers. “Best thing I ever did.” Tipping his head, he took her mouth again in a series of deep kisses that left her breathless and on the edge of yet another release, which was certainly a first. Everything about this encounter was a revelation to her. “You got one more for me, babe?”

“Maybe.”

“That’s my girl. Does anything hurt?”

She shook her head and gripped his backside, wanting to keep him buried deep. Arching into him, she contracted her internal muscles, which drew a deep, tortured groan from him.

“Do it again,” he said, his breathing harsh and erratic.
 

She dug her fingers into his ass and bore down hard on his cock.

He gripped her bottom so tightly she wondered if there’d be bruises—not that she cared in the least—threw his head back and came with a strangled sound that dragged her right along with him in a climax that seemed to go on forever.
 

Rolling them to their sides in a smooth move, he collapsed next to her, still throbbing inside her.
 

“That was incredible,” he said many minutes later. “Unlike anything I’ve ever known.”

“For me, too,” she said, nuzzling his chest hair and planting kisses on his chest.

“I had a feeling it would be kinda awesome with you, but that…” He ran his fingers through his unruly hair. “I don’t think they’ve invented the word for that yet.”
 

Laura laughed at his befuddlement. Never would she have expected to feel so light and free after the nightmare she’d endured the day before. As long as she was with him, she could expect more days like this one. Maybe even a lifetime of lightness and freedom and laughter and contentment. Maybe it was okay to hope for such things again, knowing everything about this was different from anything that had come before.
 

“I can hear that big brain of yours working overtime,” he said, tapping lightly on her forehead.

She looked up at him. “I’m thinking that at one of the worst times of my life I found you, and what a lucky, lucky day that was.”

“Luckiest day of
my
life when I found
you
standing in the wind and rain, staring wistfully at my family’s broken-down hotel. You were so cute and waiflike wearing that huge old raincoat with the hood that practically swallowed up your incredible face. When you looked at me, I felt the impact like a punch to the belly.”