Page 37 of Seeking Vengeance
It hit him then, amid the waves of ecstasy rippling through him.
She loved him too.
Sean pulled her into his lap, needing to feel her against him until his heart stopped hammering and he could fully breathe again. He tucked her head into his neck and held her close. When his legs were strong enough, he picked her up and carried her into his bedroom.
He laid her out on his bed, gently removing the remainder of her clothing. Her eyes followed him as he caressed and kissed every inch of her skin, leaving no spot untouched. He took his time. Tasting. Sampling. Teasing.
By the time he rose over her, she was shaking.
“Condom,” she whispered when he pressed the head of his shaft against the hot, drenched entrance of her sex.
Sean frowned. He didn’t want to use a condom. He didn’t want anything between them. Nicki was his. Not just now. Forever.
She hadn’t accepted that yet, but she would. He would make sure of it. Until then …
Dutifully, he reached over to the night table beside his bed and extracted a foil packet. With well-practiced fingers, he sheathed himself and slid inside her.
It was better than he’d dreamed. Any doubts that Nicki was his soul mate were blown away as he sank into her. This woman had been made specifically for him and him alone—he was convinced of that.
He set the initial rhythm to slow and easy. Long, languorous strokes that filled her completely and soon had her panting, curling her nails into his ass, begging him for more.
When he knew she was close, he withdrew completely, only to plunge again with a thorough, full thrust. He pumped inside of her, bringing her to a spectacular climax, basking in the feel of her clenching around him, riding her and elongating her orgasm as she sobbed his name. With Nicki taken care of, he gave himself over to his own release.
* * *
The hazeof ecstasy that fogged her thoughts dissipated suddenly. Nicki grabbed his biceps as he sagged against her, her eyes opening wide when the sudden rush of liquid heat filled her. “Sean! Oh my God, I think it broke!”
Icy terror coursed through her veins, even as her mind tried to reject the hot, thick seed within her, to ignore the sensation of pulsing jets against her inner walls.
“Sean!” she said louder, pushing frantically at his arms and chest in an attempt to get him off of her.
He blinked once and looked deep into her eyes with something she couldn’t quite recognize. Whatever it was, it was definitely not the same paralyzing fear she felt.
“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” she panted, struggling to get out from under him. “Did it?” she asked, already knowing the answer.
Reluctantly, Sean pulled back enough to allow her to move. As she slipped out from beneath him, he turned slightly. He looked down at the condom in his hand and then back at her.
“Oh fuck,” she said, seeing the truth in his eyes. It was unnecessary though because she could feel the proof.
“It’s all right, Nicki,” he said gently.
She stared at him blankly.All right?No, it was not all right. It was most definitely not all right. She reached for her clothes.Shit. Where was her shirt?Oh yeah, in the living room …
“Where’s the nearest pharmacy?”
“Why?” he asked, his voice darkening, following her into the bathroom.
“I’ve got to go.” She cleaned herself off the best she could and then shimmied into her clothes.
When was the last time she’d had her birth control shot? Her mind was a jumbled mess. She couldn’t remember. Why couldn’t she remember?
“Nicki, we need to talk about this.”
* * *
“No. No, we don’t,”she insisted. “This was stupid. So fucking stupid,” she mumbled as she tried to slide between him and the doorframe.
He trapped her there and forced her to look at him. Her eyes were wide with terror. Terror and anger and regret, and none of those things belonged there. Her body trembled; the pads of his fingers against her neck confirmed a rapid heartbeat.
