Page 67 of Seizing Mack
Chapter Thirty-Two
~ Mack ~
“Igive,” she somehowmanaged with the last of her strength. Her entire body had been reduced to one quivering mass of gelatinous goo. Her sex throbbed with aftershocks powerful enough to have her twitching for long minutes after he’d made her shatter into thousands of tiny pieces of light...again. Letting herself go so wholly and completely felt wonderful.
“Music to my ears,” he chuckled, pressing gentle kisses against her heated flesh. How he had the energy to do that was beyond her. She couldn’t even summon the strength to open her eyes, and he’d been doing most of the work. The man had been like a machine, ringing every last possible drop of pleasure from her eager, willing body. After hours of lovemaking, sometimes tender and slow, sometimes hot and fierce, he finally seemed content.
“Are you always this... ardent?” she mused, wondering at the husky quality of her voice, most likely due to the screaming. And he had made her scream, which was really impressive, because she’d never had sex good enough to compel her to do so before.
“No,” he admitted. “It’s you. I can’t get enough of you. I’m not sure I ever will.”
She snorted softly. Even amidst the euphoria of post-coital bliss, she was afraid to believe that the “whole lot more” he’d mentioned earlier extended beyond their marathon sexy times. Doing so would just be opening herself up for all kinds of hurt. After the last twenty-four hours, she was pretty sure Nick Benning could be the one toreallybreak her heart.
But only ifsheallowed it.
Instead, she began to rebuild those walls he’d already started breaking down — first with his gentlemanly charm, then with his veryungentlemanly ravishing. Those walls would have to remain in place for now, at least until she was convinced he wasn’t just blowing smoke up her ass.
(To be fair, he really seemed to like her ass, and had spent a good portion of the last few hours letting her know that with words and touches that made all that glute work well worth it.)
“You don’t have to keep saying stuff like that. I’m here, aren’t I?”
His large hand flexed on her hip. “I meant what I said, Mack.”
She curved her lips into a small smile. “You said you were all about the time and the effort. Well, you certainly gave me both.”
“Mack, look at me.”
He coaxed her face toward his. Reluctantly, she opened her eyes and found him looking at her with concern. “What just happened?”
“Uh, we had great sex?”
His eyes flashed with heat. “After that. Just now.”
She blinked, her gaze shifting slightly, away from his eyes and onto his forehead. She couldn’t look into his eyes and tell him the truth, that she was falling hard and fast and was scared shitless. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Detective, remember? And sweetheart, you’re lying.”
Deflection was also a valid option. “Is that your professional opinion?”
“Mack. Tell me what’s going through that beautiful head of yours.”
“Enough, Nick.” She rolled away from him and planted her feet on the ground. Her legs felt like jelly. “Look, this was great. Really great, if I’m going to be completely honest. But you can stop with the hearts and flowers package. Clearly, it’s not necessary to get me to sleep with you.”
He recoiled as if she’d slapped him. “Seriously, Mack? Is that what you think? That I only said those things to get you into my bed?”
No, she didn’t, and that was part of the problem. Buying into the image of happily ever after with him was too easy. But it — he — seemed too good to be true; therefore, he probably was. Only time would tell.
She shrugged. “You wouldn’t be the first man to say things to get laid.”
His expression grew darker, at once both tender and fierce. She wanted to get back into his bed, wrap her arms around him, and tell him the truth: that he had rocked her world too.
She didn’t.
When he spoke, his voice was lower. Quieter. “Don’t you feel it, too? This thing, whatever it is, between us? Tell me I’m not the only one here.”
“You’re not,” she admitted carefully.
“Then what is it? Why is it so hard to accept that I want you for more than just your body, Mack?”
