They were both hardheaded.
“I have another question for you.”
He swallowed. “What’s that?”
“Do you want a relationship with me?”
“More than anything.”
His reply gave her hope. Those words repaired some of the damage of his “no kids” comment.
“What about you?” he asked hoarsely.
“Me too.” She kept it simple.
There would be time enough later to hash out the details of what their life would be like. There would be time together to go over what their days would look like with him doing what he did.
Right at that moment, though, she no longer wanted to talk.
She wanted him, and she let her eyes slide over his bare chest. From under her lashes, she chewed her bottom lip.
His eyes glittered like blue fire beneath the light.
And without another word, she held open her arms.
Sara’s hands fumbled with the zipper on his jeans, and Levi brushed her clothes away.
In moments, they were naked and she was wrapped around him like honey. He sank with her on the big bed and she moved over him. Her long hair fell, cascading around him, licking at his skin like fire. Her hands ran over his chest, and he caught them and brought them to his mouth.
She gazed at him, her legs straddling his hips, open to him, and he cupped the back of her neck, drawing her mouth down.
He took her lips with an open, biting, and possessive kiss until she was undulating over him.
She reached between her legs and guided his dick into her hot, tight warmth.
Levi lost his reason to think about anything past this moment and just…let the world disappear.
Late morning light filtered through the slatted blinds and sent shadows over the cream-colored bedspread. The sun filtered over gray sheets and caught in Sara’s rich, dark curls.
Levi had been awake for several minutes and lay enjoying the hell out of watching her sleep. Her lashes were like dark crests against her cheeks, her lips were pale but lush, and he wanted to kiss her again.
He refrained from pressing his mouth to hers because he knew she needed sleep. And it wouldn’t matter how long she slept…he would wait.
This time, he wasn’t disappearing like he had before. This time, he would keep his ass put right there beside her.
He wanted no misunderstandings between them.
Sara shifted, and he held her tighter. She was wrapped in his arms where she had been all night.
He had been hungry, but then so had she, and his muscles were sore. He could only imagine hers had to be as well.
He was grinning like an idiot when her long lashes lifted and she gazed at him through sleepy green eyes.
“Good mornin’,” he said gruffly. Unable to wait a moment longer, he dropped a kiss on her lips.
“Hi,” she squeaked, blushed, and then dipped her head down and pulled the sheet up to her nose. Those gorgeous eyes gazed at him over the silk gray material.
“Hungry?”