Page 29 of A Valentine's Day Gift
He leaned close, his hand slipping between her legs again. “And I want to do it again.”
She nodded, beyond speech as he stroked her, guiding her back to lean against the wall, his body close enough to feel his heat. He crowded her, but she didn’t feel trapped or too small. She felt glorious, her fingers running through his soft hair. He watched her as he stroked her, learning her by touch. The sensations were like a drug, and she closed her eyes, letting him do as he pleased.
His hand held her jaw, tipping her face up for his kiss. She wrapped both arms around his neck, throwing herself into the kiss with wild abandon. Lips and teeth and tongue, all of it fierce and hot, setting her on fire. He slid thick fingers inside her, and she gasped into his mouth. He shifted his hand, his fingers deep inside her, his calloused thumb stroking back and forth over pleasure central, making her body jerk with the sharp sensations. She tore her mouth away.
He kept stroking, his fingers thrusting slow and deep, making her ache. Hot, she was so hot. His mouth returned to her neck, nipping her. She jolted, her fingernails digging into his shoulders, and he nipped her again, his fingers stretching inside her. She whimpered, the ache too much, and then he was stroking her faster and faster, and the ache faded, all of her coiled and tight. Oh, God, she couldn’t take much more. He kissed her again, thrusting inside her, stroking her, overwhelming her. She cried out, the sound swallowed by his mouth, and came hard, her ears ringing, light headed with it.
He broke the kiss and she panted, trying to catch her breath. His fingers still held her captive, and she throbbed against him. Their gazes collided, and he slid his fingers from her, put one long finger in his mouth, and sucked. She throbbed at the erotic gesture, pulsing with need.
He gave her a wicked smile, his voice deep and rough, scraping against her insides. “Nice and hot and wet. Now I can just slide in there.”
This time the words didn’t intimidate her, they drew her in, her hands reaching up to frame his gorgeous face before kissing him passionately, her hands wandering over all his warm hard muscle, wanting nothing more than their joining. He picked her up, cradled in his arms, and carried her toward the bed.
“Vinny?”
“Yeah.” His voice was husky and so sexy.
Okay, this was going to be awkward, but she was a modern woman who could speak openly about these things. “Do you want more kids? I thought we should talk about that.”
He halted halfway to the bed, staring down at her in his arms. “Do you mean do I want to meet yours or the brand-new kind?” His voice came out in a croak. “Babies?”
“Yes, babies.”
He winced. “I don’t think I could do the baby thing again.”
She laughed a little. “I’m trying to have a talk about birth control. I brought condoms.”
His eyes widened. “You did?”
“Yes,” she said primly. “Why do you sound so surprised?”
“I thought that was my responsibility since I’m the one wearing them.”
“Oh. So you brought them too?”
“Yeah.” He continued walking to the bed.
“I wish I’d known,” she said. “I drove half an hour away to buy them so I wouldn’t run into anyone I know.”
They laughed.
He pulled back the covers and gently set her down. “We good now?”
“How many did you buy?”
“I dunno. A box. I guess twelve in there.”
“I bought twelve too.”
He blew out an exaggerated breath. “Boy, that’s a tall order, but I’ll try.” She must’ve looked as shocked as she felt because then he added, “Kidding!”
He stripped out of his jeans and joined her in the bed, kissing her breathless until she was crazed with need, grabbing his shoulders, pulling him close, eager to join with him. He broke the kiss, ran his thumb over her lower lip and pressed on it, his gaze locked on hers for one sizzling moment. But then instead of kissing her again, he got out of bed. She waited for him to strip out of his boxer briefs, but he turned and walked away.
“Hey!” she protested. “Get back here and finish what you started.”
“Bossy woman,” he teased. “I’m getting a condom.”
“Hurry up!”
