Page 49 of Bachelor Cop Finally Caught? (Hot off the Press! 2)

“Sure you don’t want to change your mind?” he asked her, his voice a strained growl.

She only smiled and tightened her arms around his neck. “I’ve been waiting much too long for this to change my mind now.”

He pressed his mouth to hers again, then moved toward the bedroom. He wondered if she could feel his heart pounding against his chest. Doubts still hovered somewhere in the back of his mind, but they’d been pushed aside by reckless anticipation. He’d given her more than enough chances to back out. Now he was calling her bluff.

The bedroom was small, dimly lit, as sparsely decorated as the rest of the place. Hardly the most romantic setting for this momentous step, but it would have to do. Besides, Dan thought as he lowered Lindsey to the clean, inexpensive white sheets, she might as well find out exactly what she was getting into with him.

This was who he was, take him or leave him. And he found himself fervently hoping that Lindsey would decide to take him. All of him.

Lindsey found it rather flattering that Dan’s hands shook as he fumbled with her clothes. She never would have imagined that she could make him tremble.

She grew self-conscious when he unsnapped her black lace bra to reveal the slight curves beneath. “Small,” she murmured with a wry smile.

He covered her breasts with his hands, his palms warm and deliciously rough against her tender skin. “Perfect,” he assured her, and she heard only sincerity in his deep voice.

He lowered his head to take her right nipple gently between his teeth. She felt all the air leave her lungs. There wasn’t enough breath left for her to even gasp his name. He used his lips and tongue to trace her body, his teeth to thrill her. There was no longer any awkwardness in his movements—and now she was the one who trembled.

Growing impatient, she tugged at his shirt. It wasn’t fair that she was stripped to tiny panties while he was still fully covered. She wanted the same freedom to touch and explore that he enjoyed.

The body she revealed was lean and sinewy. His tan attested to the hours he’d spent outside, and scattered scars served as evidence of the adventures that had filled those hours. Dan had been a bit of a dare-devil in his youth; he and B.J. had rarely met a challenge they hadn’t tried to conquer. She’d been so in awe of Dan then.

She hadn’t changed much in that respect, she admitted ruefully, holding her breath as she ran her hands down his muscular back to the waistband of his jeans.

Dan returned his attention to her mouth, kissing her slowly. Thoroughly. Intimately.

He kissed her like a lover.

Finally releasing her mouth so they could breathe, he lifted his head. “You’re still sure about this?”

Why was he having such a difficult time believing that she knew exactly what she was doing? How could she possibly regret something she’d been dreaming about for so long?

She cupped his face in her hands and looked him straight in the eyes. “I am absolutely, positively, unequivocally sure.”

“That sounds pretty certain,” he murmured with a faint smile.

“I’m glad you’re finally getting that straight. Now would you please go back to what you were doing?”

“I’ll try to remember where I left off.”

Putting her mouth to his, she spoke against his lips. “See if this jogs your memory.”

She kissed him without holding anything back. She kissed him until he didn’t have enough breath left to ask any more foolish questions. Which was just as well: by the time that explosive embrace ended, she couldn’t have formed a coherent answer had her life depended on it.

Being the careful, thoughtful, well-prepared type that he was, Dan had protection stashed in his nightstand. Lindsey waited impatiently for him to return to her, and greeted him eagerly when he did. Dan took another long, leisurely tour of her body, dropping kisses from the tip of her nose to the tops of her toes, missing very few spots in between. He found erotic places she hadn’t even known were there, and then aptly demonstrated just how wonderful those places could feel.

As much as he would let her, Lindsey returned the favor—kissing, stroking and nibbling any part of him she could reach. She was rewarded with an occasional appreciative rumble from deep in his chest.

The ultimate reward came when Dan’s patience ran out and his movements grew more intense, more focused on a final goal. He came to her with a murmur of welcome. There was no shock of strangeness when he surged into her, but a rush of joy, an almost overwhelming sense of rightness and familiarity. Of finally coming home.

So long, Lindsey thought, arching to take him deeper. She had been waiting for so long….

Even as waves of pleasure washed over her, temporarily shutting down all her other senses, she was aware of her delight that Dan had finally realized they belonged together.

He gasped her name when he climaxed only moments later. It wasn’t exactly a declaration of his feelings for her, but she would settle for what she could get. At least for now.

Dan wasn’t sure exactly what he was feeling as he lay on his back in his bed, staring at the shadowy ceiling above him. So many emotions waged inside him that it was difficult to isolate and identify them. He knew that fear lurked somewhere among them.

Lindsey lay with her head nestled into his shoulder. Though she was being very still, he didn’t think she was asleep.

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