Page 52 of A Little Harmless Sex

His arm tightened. “I’m not letting you go until you admit it.”

Anna swallowed, then practically shouted, “I love you, you jackass.”

The next minute, he was dragging her, soaking wet and dripping water on the floor, to her bed. A moment later, he covered her with his body. Her pulse tripped, her blood heated. Not to mention the way her head spun.

She placed a hand on his chest trying to slow him down. “Max—”

“Shut up. Nothing else matters. And I’m going to prove it, one way or another.”

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The feelof Anna’s wet curves pressed against him sent all of his blood rushing from his brain down to his groin. He was still angry with her for not trusting him, but the warmth filling his gut had more to do with her declaration of love. Nothing had ever sounded so wonderful as Anna confirming her love to him, even if she did shout it at him.

He gently brushed her curls out of her face, trailing his fingers along her cheek. Closing his eyes, he took in a deep breath. The scent of jasmine and vanilla filled his senses. Jasmine always reminded him of Anna. When he opened his eyes, he found hers narrowed in anger…maybe. His emotions were a jumble with the roller-coaster ride they’d been through that day. Detecting what she was thinking was hard on a good day. Even if she was angry, he didn’t care. She said she loved him. She couldn’t take it back. End of story.

Max cupped her face in his hands and pressed his lips to hers. In that kiss, he tried to let the love he felt in his heart, his soul, pour from him to her. Every fiber of his being concentrated on that one thing. She returned his kiss with enthusiasm, even as her tears wet her face and his.

Soon, the kiss turned erotic, her tongue mating with his. Her nipples hardened against his chest, her breathing quickened. As she slipped her hands up over his shoulders, pressing closer, Max knew he had to have her. Nothing else in the world mattered but proving to Anna what they shared was special.

She slid her foot along the back of his leg, rubbing her sex against his cock. Even through the layers of clothing, he could feel the heat of her arousal. Knowing that he was close to embarrassing himself, he shifted away, standing next to the bed. His hands were shaking so much that he gave up trying to undo the buttons on his dress shirt, opting to yank it over his head. When he tossed it behind him, he noticed she watched his every move. Already aroused, the small smile she offered drove him crazy. Sensuality and love filled her expression. He tore at his trousers, popping the button off in the process. After shucking out of them, he grabbed his wallet and pulled out a condom.

He joined her back on the bed, reveling in her soft, moist skin. The scent of her desire combined with her jasmine bubble bath pushed his own arousal further. Max took one nipple in his mouth while he slid two fingers into her sex. Juice wetted his hand. Oh, Jesus, he had to have her. At that moment, nothing mattered but her. Getting inside her, feeling her tighten around his cock. He drew back, grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over. He shoved a pillow beneath her, propping her ass up further, positioning her just right.

Anna turned around to look at him, her eyes heavy-lidded and darkened with passion. He skimmed the back of his hand down her spine, and satisfaction warmed him as she shuddered. Nothing would ever be as beautiful to him as Anna naked in the moonlight.

His dick twitched with anticipation. He rolled on the condom, and a moment later he was sliding into her as she moaned his name. She was so wet he almost came the first time he drew back and pumped into her. Max gritted his teeth and held himself in check. Still, he had to fight the urge as he continued to slide in and out of her, her muscles clamping tightly around his cock each time. Anna picked up his rhythm, shoving her ass back, taking him deeper. As his blood sped and his balls drew tight, he knew he wouldn’t be able to resist much longer.

A second before he lost control, she came, screaming his name, her muscles contracting around him, milking his orgasm from him. He held her still, his fingers digging into her skin as he shuddered, knowing at that moment nothing could compare to that feeling. Seconds later, Max collapsed on top of her, his body slick with her bathwater and sweat. The scent of their lovemaking filled the air as his heart still pounded in sync with hers.

He rolled over onto his back and pulled her across his chest. Her hair spilled over his chest and neck. A little feminine snore sounded, and he chuckled. At that moment, he knew he was the luckiest man in Georgia.

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Sunlight streamingthrough the blinds woke Anna the next morning. At first, she tried to ignore it, but the blissful sleep she’d been enjoying was lost to the brightness of the morning. She shifted her weight, trying to get comfortable as she tested her body. New aches from last night’s activities left her almost unwilling to move.

Opening her eyes, Anna glanced at the bedside table and noticed that it was past nine in the morning. Late by her standards, not to mention Max’s. It was then that it registered she was alone in her bed. She stilled in the act of stretching and listened. There were no sounds coming from the bathroom.

Slowly, she sat up and looked around. Regret filled her as soon as she realized he’d left her. And damn it all, it had been her fault. She’d not trusted him, believed in him. She’d been a coward, and he had left her. Oh, they’d made love all night. Anna was pretty sure she lost more sleep than she got from the night before. But now, in the cold light of day, Max regretted his actions and stole away without saying goodbye.

She swallowed and decided not to cry another tear on a lost cause. It was mostly her fault, she knew that now. And she would be willing to forgive him for not being completely truthful with her. She’d forgive him that because she did love the jackass.

“What’s the matter with you?”

His deep voice caught her by surprise. She looked up as Max walked into her bedroom wearing only his dress pants and a wicked smile. The knowing look in his eyes embarrassed and irritated her.

Anna cleared her throat hoping the blush she felt really didn’t show. “Oh, nothing.”

He handed her a mug of coffee while he frowned down at her. She tried to avoid his gaze as she took a sip of coffee, but she couldn’t. He watched her for a few seconds before saying anything.

“You thought I left. Come on, admit it.”

“I…” She looked into those deep brown eyes and lost the fight. She was too tired to fight it anymore. Sighing she said, “Yeah, I did.”

He settled in a rocking chair she kept in the corner, sipping his coffee for a few moments, then stated, “Stupid.”

At first, her face burned hotter. She had been stupid with her assumptions from the first time they’d made love. But he’d been an equal in this. He’d never told her it was forever, or even tried to.

“Stupid? Are you calling me stupid? Because you weren’t here when I woke up and every—”

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