Page 75 of Places I've Never Been

He sucked in a breath, and his stomach twitched, which made the rest of him spasm. “Oh, that’s not fair.”

She smiled sweetly up at him. “How long can you hold that position?”

He groaned.

Mattie wrapped her legs around his hips and pressed down. “I want you inside me,” she whispered.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Adam shifted, then he was inside her, filling her up, igniting a wave of desire that was deeper than before.

He rocked forward and backward, slow and deliberate, maddeningly patient, driving her insane.

“Faster.”

Adam did as she asked. She pushed her hips up to meet his, driving him deeper inside.

They rocked together, building the pressure until her muscles contracted around him and she pushed up, up, up and over the edge of another climax, this one more intense, a tremor buried inside of her that raced to shake the rest of her body like an earthquake. She shouted her release and clung to him as she rode the waves.

Chapter Eighteen

Adam’s arms shook from the aftermath of climax and the effort of keeping his weight off Mattie so she could catch her breath. He started to roll away to give her air, but she kept her feet clamped tightly around his ass, so he stayed right where he was. He flexed a muscle, which made him wiggle inside her.

She sucked in a breath. “You’re not ready so soon, are you?”

The tiki lights turned her gold hair into a halo belonging to a not-so-innocent angel, and her body glowed from all the activity. She wasn’t a fantasy anymore. She was breathtakingly real and so much more than any dream he ever conjured.

“My God…you have no idea how perfect you are, do you.”

She rested her hands on his biceps and squeezed gently. “I’m not perfect. Not even close.”

He smiled at her. “You are to me.”

He down to his elbows so that he could kiss her. He couldn’t get enough of her.

Mattie squeezed her thighs, hugging him with her legs. “This trip was exactly what I needed. Thanks for suggesting it.”

There was something in her tone that made him pause. She sounded a little far away, as if her thoughts were focused somewhere else. He pressed a light kiss to the corner of her mouth then slowly disentangled himself.

He rolled to the side and lay next to her with one arm holding his head up so he could look at her. The other gently rested on her stomach.

Her smile seemed a little wistful, or sad, or maybe just distracted. He had no idea which, and wished for the hundredth, maybe the thousandth, time that he could read her mind.

Mattie absentmindedly traced her fingers over the back of his hand. “How long can we stay here?”

He started to say forever. He’d buy the island just so they never had to leave if that was what she wanted. He reined in that thought before it had a chance to slip out.

“Until morning, I think.”

“Mmm.” She turned until her back was pressed up against his stomach and her head was cradled on a pillow. “Good.”

They lay like that for a while in silence, just listening to the rush of the waves as they licked the shore and tasted the rocks. He’d never felt so relaxed in his entire life. As long as he could remember, he’d felt pushed to do the next thing, always afraid if he didn’t seize every single opportunity that he’d miss something vital, something so important that his life would never be the same without it.

He rarely took the time to just sit and listen, like this. He drank in the dark night, the woosh of the waves, and the easy presence of the woman in his arms.

“He was right,” Mattie whispered.

It had been so long since she’d said anything, it startled him out of his thoughts. “Who?”

“Abayomi. He said we’d see more stars than we’d ever seen before. Look at them. It looks like we’re on another planet.”

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