Page 62 of Queen of Diamonds
“Sweet Jesus, Kins.” He shuddered as he thrust into her. “I didn’t know it would feel this damn good not to have anything between us.” As he’d promised, he loved her hard and fast, and just when she was ready to leap off the edge, he said, “Now, babe. Take me with you.”
She squeezed hard, wrapping her core muscles around him until he felt nothing but her.
“Damn,” he gasped. He held on to her as if he’d never let her go as they soared together. “Damn,” he softly said again. After they’d floated back down to earth, their mingling breaths still heavy and harsh, he nuzzled his face into her neck.
“We’ve only just begun, Kinsey,” he whispered into her ear.
“I might die.” She found his hand and laced their fingers together. “Did it feel good, you know, to be bare inside me?”
“I don’t even have the words for how good it felt.”
After moving in together, they’d both gone to the doctor and gotten a clean bill of health, and she’d already been on the pill. Even so, he’d refused to make love to her without a condom, and she’d assumed he wanted the double protection against a pregnancy. Now she realized he was saving their first time without having anything between them for tonight. How long had he been planning his proposal?
“Don’t think I can move,” he muttered.
She rubbed her cheek on his. “Ah, so that ‘I’m going to love you all night long’ was just big talk?”
“Hush, woman. I keep my promises.”
Several hours later, sated and boneless, she listened to Rand’s even breaths. Too keyed up to sleep, she eased out from under his arm and slid out of bed. In the living room she turned on a lamp, dimming it to low, then curled up in the corner of the sofa. She held up her hand and admired her ring. “Look, Mom, I’m engaged!”
What a crazy few months it had been. Not only finding her brothers but actually liking them. It still boggled the mind that they were FBI, and that she was going to marry an FBI agent. In a million years she never would have guessed that. She and Rand were both seeing a therapist, and it was already easier for him to talk about having kids someday. He no longer broke out in a sweat. The only thing she was sad about now was that her mother and Zoe weren’t here to see her and Rand get married.
“I miss you so much, Mom. In your letter you said you only asked that I be happy. Well, I want you to know that I am, more than I thought I’d ever be. I found my brothers, and they’re amazing. You’d be so proud of them. And guess what? I’m getting married to the most wonderful man. I wish you could have met him, Mom. You would have loved him. I hope you can hear me, because I have a special favor to ask. Do you think you can find a little girl named Zoe and take care of her for Rand?”
In her heart she believed her mother could hear her. She hoped so. After wiping away her tears, she went back to bed. As she snuggled up to Rand, he mumbled nonsense words while wrapping his body around hers, cocooning her in the safety of his arms.
The last thing she thought of before falling asleep was the matching hickey he sported on his neck. She smiled, knowing her brothers were going to razz him to no end when seeing it. Well, unless they killed him for marking her. A giggle escaped at the thought of her brothers messing with Rand, which they loved to do.
“Sumpin’ funny?” he muttered, more asleep than awake.
“Not a thing, babe.” She grinned, fully aware she’d just fibbed.
