Laughing now, his happiness rang out before he kissed her, and all their silliness faded.
His arms tightened around her body. Obviously reliving the moment he’d almost lost her, he whispered, “It was a close call tonight, Jennie. I-I just found you again. Now I couldn’t imagine my world without you.” His eyes glittered as he stared into hers. “You have to know I’m in this for real. If you give me a second chance, I’ll never leave you again.”
His words cracked through the survival wall she’d constructed when he’d left her the first time. Could she trust him with her world again? It scared her silly. “Let’s just live for the moment, Kane. I don’t want to be serious or think about anything except your body. Love me.”
She heard the word she used and shook off the fear. She’d asked him to love her. It had come automatically. Could she go through another round with the one man who’d held such power over her happiness?
Kisses that left her breathless helped clear away her worries. Emotions took over. She floated in a sea of passion as he kissed her mouth, drawing feelings from her she hadn’t experienced ever.
With her nerve endings on fire, her lower body curved toward her desire, he caught on to her unspoken plea. Gently, he began to undress her, the buttons on her shirt were undone first. Seeing her breasts, he leaned in to kiss the mounds of skin around her lacey bra and his hand reached for the fasteners. Suddenly, she was naked from the waist up and reveling in his delight of her well-toned body.
Panting… wanting her skin next to his, she pushed at his shirt until he removed it. Still kissing, they nestled their bodies together, uplifted by the feeling of closeness their nakedness had aroused.
Rubbing back and forth against her, Kane’s lips searched her neck, then made their way slowly to her nipples, licking his path there and placing kisses along the way. Drawing the hardened peaks into his mouth, he moaned his delight with her instant reaction.
Unable to stop the swelling of intense pleasure from consuming her body, she helped him remove her pants. His groans of pleasure worked their magic and when his fingers finally found her soaked, she loved his reaction.
“Baby, you’re wet. For me.” He stopped long enough to stare into her eyes as if he needed her to understand his pleasure. “So sweet.”
Unwilling to let him see her deeply hidden fears, she looked away, finding her own pleasure in stroking him. In fact, she caressed him everywhere except for the hardness that prompted entry.
Straddling her, his body like a warm blanket of bliss, he lifted himself, and with her accommodating moves, he slipped inside only to release a hiss of happiness when she arched her body to bid him welcome.
The heat of him plunging into her shattered all control. Shudders spasmed, and the orgasm she’d waited a lifetime to experience again suddenly flooded her body. Drenched… his pumping inside her wrought pulsations throughout her whole being, everything throbbed… everywhere.
Panting, squirming, praying his release would be as good when his restraint ended, she felt him heave and groan and another explosion overflowed.
Both bodies weak, they clung to each other, and she knew that she’d only felt this good… this right… once before. Cuddling her to him, he swung the quilt over their bodies, and both slipped into sleep. Neither of them heard the phone vibrating in his pants on the floor.