Page 77 of Need Me
“What numb-nuts is out in this kind of weather?” she wondered,rising.
Brooke looked out the front window to see if she knew the car, but the deluge obscured her view. Sighing, she headed for the door and pulled it open. She emitted a frightened cry at the large dripping wet man on her doorstep until she realized it wasRobert.
Her breath lodged in her chest as she recognized Robert. His rain-darkened hair was plastered to his head and his clothes were completely drenched, but he’d never looked better toher.
“What—”
It was all she got out before he hauled her against him and slanted his mouth over hers. He smelled of hospital corridor, horses, and rain, but his urgent, wild kiss sent her curiosity over the odd combination spinning out of her mind. She clung to his soaked shirt as he silently commanded her to part herlips.
Desire swept through her as she responded, her tongue meeting his in a warm, velvety clash. While he devoured her mouth, his strong hands gripped the front of her black tank top and ripped the thin material wide open, baring hertorso.
He tore his lips from hers as he palmed her right breast. “I’m so sorry, Brooke. I’m so damn stupid and I hate that I hurt you,” he said in between raining kisses over her face and down her neck. “I love you so much and I thought that I was doing the right thing by letting you go. I know how foolish that wasnow.”
The intense light in his eyes and his admission rendered her speechless. She’d dreamt about him coming to her just like this, declaring his love for her. Maybe it really was a dream. Was she in reality asleep on the couch, dreaming of the man sheloved?
Robert cupped her head and wrapped an arm around her waist. His wet clothes dampened her skin and she knew that he was really here holding her and saying what she’d longed to hear. A delightful shiver ran up her spine when his thumb grazed hernipple.
There were things between them to discuss, but her need for him to hold and touch her was greater. “Make love to me. I needyou.”
He scooped her into his arms, and started up the stairs. As he carried her, Brooke truly felt like the heroine in a superhero film. Her hero had returned, swooping in to save theday.
Once in her bedroom, Robert set her down and drew the ruined tank top down her arms. Arching an eyebrow at him, Brooke took off his glasses and dried them with it. He caught her wrist when she would’ve sat them on her nightstand. His mouth curved in a sexy smile as he slipped them backon.
Their eyes locked and held for a few moments before they fell on each other, desperate hands unfastening buttons and tearing at clothes until they fell naked onto her bed. Brooke didn’t know when, but at some point, Robert had retrieved a condom. Wanting to touch him, she stole it out of his hand and curled her fingers around his erection. His chest rose and fell fast as she caressed her way up his torso and worked himslowly.
He was hard and soft all at once and the need to taste him was too overwhelming to resist. Lowering her head, she flicked her tongue over the tip, and then took him deep into her mouth. His guttural groan was drowned out by rumblingthunder.
Brooke enjoyed his musky taste and rain-scented skin, but she’d only circled the head a couple of time before he implored her tostop.
“It feels too good, sweetheart. I won’tlast.”
Relenting, Brooke opened the condom and rolled it down his penis, loving the way he throbbed against her palm. Smiling, she lay back, pulling him down on top of her. Winding her arms around his neck, she teased him with her tongue, touching his lips and pulling backagain.
With a growl, he grabbed her jaw and claimed her mouth. Lifting her hips to his, she guided his rigid shaft to her core. Her back arched as he entered her slick sheath in one smooth, swiftthrust.
Breaking their kiss, Brooke said, “Before we go any farther, I want you to know just one thing. I love you, Robert. You are the sexiest, kindest, most exciting man I’ve ever met and my heart belongs toyou.”
His mouth opened, but she shook her head. “Show me, my sexy Superman. Showme.”
The fire in his eyes matched the bright flashes of lightning that came in through the windows as he hooked his arms under her legs and set about fulfilling herrequest.
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With deliberate strokes,Robert made good on drilling Brooke into the mattress. With every slow thrust, he tried to convey his powerful feelings to her. It amazed him that the dazzling, passionate, strong woman wrapped around his body loved him. His heart swelled with happiness when she told himagain.
He didn’t utter a single syllable, but he responded to her by bringing her as much pleasure as possible. Everything about her excited him, especially the answering thrusts of her hips, and her shuddering climax made her achingly beautiful to him as he came withher.
White-hot ecstasy engulfed Robert, stealing his ability to move. His head hurt a little from the intensity of the moment and a loud shout exploded from him. Locking his elbows, he panted as he gazed down at Brooke’s satedsmile.
“Feel free to drive me into the mattress with your mighty hammer anytime,Thor.”
Arching an eyebrow at her, he said, “That’s Superman, to you,lass.”
She gasped in delight. “An Irish Superman!Unusual.”
“Oh, didn’t I tell you? I’m good at lots ofaccents.”
With a wicked grin, she said, “You’re good at lots of things, period.” She pulled him down on top of her and caressed his jaw. “Like loving me and making me feelspecial.”
