“How are you doing?”

She made herself release the grip she had on the blanket.“Nervous.”

“That’s understandable, but I don’t want you to be afraid.There is nothing I will do to hurt you.”

“I know that.”

“Good.Now, give me a kiss.”

She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, and desire immediately consumed her thoughts, and her body heated.

They reached for each other at the same time, and before she knew it, she was across his lap and having the breath sucked out of her, and it didn’t seem to matter.

He took her mouth like he was starving for her.Nipping, licking, and tasting every part he could reach as one of his large hands cradled the back of her head, and the other was sliding up and down the side of her body from her armpits to her upper thighs.

Mac raised his head and looked down at her.“Jesus, woman, you’re so beautiful.”

At that moment, she felt beautiful and desired, and she never wanted the feeling to end.










Chapter Eighteen

Mac’s eye slid overher face because he wanted to memorize the expressions on it, so he’d have them in his mind forever.He’d never seen anything more beautiful.

He twisted and stretched her on her back in the middle of the mattress and then lay down beside her before he started kissing her again.The kiss continued until they were both breathless, and his heart raced inside his chest.

“Let’s get this shirt off you, Baby.”

She pulled it up and over her head, and his gaze went to her small breasts.He cupped one in his hand, and it fit perfectly in his palm.Her nipple tightened further as he rubbed his thumb over it, and then it turned ruddy as her passion rose.He kneaded them as he continued to consume her mouth, until she was crying out and arching into his hand.

He watched her expression as he caressed both breasts before sliding his hand down her torso and under her panties and lying over her wet heat and springy curls.

She sucked in a breath and held really still.

“How are you doing?”he asked.

She nodded.