Page 54 of Trapped

Even as her need for release spiraled out of control, she felt him holding back, waiting for her to reach the peak.

She climbed to the top of the mountain, then toppled over the edge. And as she did, she felt him follow her.

The intensity of her climax brought a cry to her lips, and his voice joined hers as he shouted his pleasure, then collapsed on top of her and lay breathing hard and fast.

Wanting to keep him close, she stroked her hands over his damp shoulders as she turned her head to slide her lips against his cheek.

When he started to move, she tightened her hold on him.

“I’m going to crush you,” he whispered.

“No. I like the feel of your weight on top of me.”

He stayed a few moments longer, then kissed her once more before rolling to his side, clasping her to him.

She snuggled against him, still trying to absorb the reality of this reunion. He had made wonderful love to her, and she felt like the separation between them had been wiped away. But she knew it was only an illusion.

And she knew he wasn’t going to be satisfied with himself until he remembered everything—not just making love with her.

His hand glided to the back of her thigh, and he touched the small mole just below her butt. “I remember that,” he murmured.

“Yes. You thought it was cute.”

He brought her back to the present with his next words. Practical words.

“We need to eat.”

In response, her stomach growled.

“You’re hungry.”

“I hadn’t even thought about food.” She turned toward the window. “Is this lunch or dinner?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Are you going to go out and shoot a wild turkey?”

He laughed. “With a Sig? I don’t think so. But I checked the kitchen area. There’s some food we can steal.”

“Maybe we can leave some money.”

“Where would we get it?”

His face twisted. “I liberated some money from Montgomery. His lieutenant had a stack of bills in his desk drawer.”

“How did you find it?”

“It was after my last session. The day after you slipped into my room. Montgomery was in his office, and his lieutenant was away from his desk. So, I did some poking around.”

“That was taking a chance.”

“Yeah.” He climbed casually out of bed, giving her a nice view of his magnificent body. Without bothering to find his pants, he walked across the room to a kitchen area with cabinets, a sink and what looked like a wood-burning stove.

He might be comfortable naked, but she walked to the chair and quickly pulled on the pants and shirt he’d dried in front of the fire.

Reaching up, he opened one of the cabinets and got some bottled water, then followed with cellophane-wrapped packages.

When he turned back with the food in his hands, he saw that she’d pulled on her clothes and straightened the bedcovers before sitting with her back against the headboard.

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