Page 42 of Her Last Hope
“Look at me,” he said with a tight voice.
She jerked her head up, fists clutching the sheets. Her mouth parted slightly with her dark hair messy and wild.
His lungs burned with every breath he took. His heart beat in one continuous thud in his chest as he lowered his head, determined to show just how much he cared for her, which was crazy since they’d onlyknown each other a few days, and under less than ideal circumstances. Not to mention, sex wasn’t the best way to show a woman you loved…
He paused his motions for a couple of seconds, swallowing his thoughts. Caring and love were two different things.
Caring about someone, you could get over.
Loving them?
Damn, he really loved her.
“What?” she questioned with a panty breath.
“I want to live again.”
Her eyes went wide.
He bit back a smile as her smoldering gaze turned soft and warm and filled with a mutual understanding and respect.
He’d take that as a sign she felt the same way but wasn’t ready to fully accept it. However, he wasn’t going to let her walk off without a fight.
The way her soft moans filled his ears sent the room spinning. He loved that he could please her with a simple soft touch of his fingers and tongue, making her hips grind against him, rolling faster and faster.
Knowing she was on the verge of release he sucked down hard, curling his fingers inside, finding that spot that made her body purr with passion.
“Oh…Nick!”
Music to his ears, her words sent a shiver from his head to his curling toes. He needed to be inside her, now.
Positioning himself over her with his hands justabove her shoulders, he entered her slowly, biting down on his lip as she squeezed herself around the length of him, her stomach still quivering and jerking.
“Leandra,” he let out in a long breathy moan as her legs wrapped around him, her heels digging into his ass, pushing him all the way in. He swelled inside her heat, matching her stroke for stroke as she thrashed wildly beneath him.
She reached up, cupping his face, and drew his lips to hers, drawing his tongue into her mouth.
He did his best to control the rhythm, hoping to make it last a little while longer, but he gave up the moment she moved her lips to his neck and sucked.
A guttural groan tickled his throat as he swelled inside and then exploded.
“Leandra.” He enjoyed the way her name rolled from his lips as she continued to suck and nibble on his neck and her body rocked with passion.
They held each other tight for long moments while their bodies slowly stopped convulsing. Rising up on his elbows, he fanned her cheeks with his thumbs, dropping his forehead to hers, realizing there was no barrier between them.
“We forgot something,” he whispered, squeezing his eyes closed.
“What’s…oh…shit. No protection.”
He felt her legs release the tight hold they had on him.
“I’m sorry.” He rolled off her, pulling her head to hischest. “My job requires me to be tested, so I know I’m clean.”
“I haven’t had sex in two years, so you don’t have to worry about that.”
“Yeah.” He swallowed. “Not really what I’m worried about.”
The sound of a single engine plane approaching made it apparent this discussion would have to take place at a different time.
