mindless want. Her body moved to the rhythm of his thumb rubbing against her moist sex. She was without shame or inhibition, giving herself completely to the passion of the moment. There was honesty in her response, all seething heat that nothing could disguise or deflect.
He inhaled her scent at the spot where her neck and shoulder met. She smelled incredible—soft floral and pure femininity. His cock throbbed as sensual intoxication clouded his mind, but he reined himself in. He wasn’t going to ruin it with impatience. They had all night. Hell, they had all week.
He flung his clothes off, needing to feel her bare skin against his.
His mouth ran down the elegant, sexy length of her body. His fingers followed, learning its contours, the curves and dips, burning them into his memory. Her legs parted wider, and the muscles in her flat stomach flexed.
“Ethan.”
He swore. He wanted to draw it out, but he couldn’t wait anymore, not when she looked at him with so much passion, not when her voice trembled with unfulfilled need. The original plan of making a single session of love last for hours was suddenly replaced by one in which they would both have several orgasms that night.
He put a condom on and tore her thong apart. She was whispering “Hurry, hurry, hurry,” like a mantra.
His bigger body covering hers, he surged inside her. She was so wet, so tight, he clenched his teeth trying to control himself. He wanted to make it good for her. If he didn’t get a hold of himself, it was going to end in the next five seconds.
She angled her pelvis for deeper penetration and moved. He wrapped his hands around her hips, guiding her to ensure she didn’t push him over the edge too soon.
“You’re so hot,” he muttered. “If you don’t stop, it won’t be good for either of us.”
She made a sound that was halfway between a laugh and a gasp. “Speak for yourself. It’s already plenty good.”
“You have no idea what I have in mind for you.”
He slowly withdrew, relishing the delicious way she clenched around him, trying to hold him inside. Then he surged back into her, loving the way her wet softness gave in to his hard length.
She put a hand to the back of his head and kissed him, her mouth openly carnal as she devoured him. She sucked his tongue and used her other hand to grip his shoulder, her fingernails digging into his flesh. He grabbed her ass more firmly as he continued sliding in and out of her. He could feel the tightening of her body, her muscles starting to spasm as she spiraled closer and closer to her climax.
At one strong savage thrust, she screamed his name, her back arching as she orgasmed in his arms. Heat suffused her, making her glow like a rose in full bloom. Her inner muscles rippled, milking him, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He let go, a guttural groan escaping through his clenched teeth.
He collapsed upon her for a few moments, then levered himself up on one elbow to ensure he didn’t crush her with his full weight. She had undone him with her honest and generous passion. He rested his forehead on hers until his breathing normalized, then rolled to his side, pulling her close. She fit perfectly against him, her beautiful soft body molding to his.
Somehow, she was different from all the other women he’d been with. He didn’t know how or why. He was too out of breath, too immersed in the afterglow of mind-blowing pleasure to figure it out at the moment. The sex was even better than it had been all those years ago.
This time he intended to hold on to her. She wouldn’t slip away again.
Chapter Four
KERRI LAY ON HER SIDE, dazed, with Ethan flush against her. Whatever she’d felt way back when hadn’t been a fluke. God, he really was just freaking amazingly good in bed, and she hadn’t been romanticizing the past in the slightest. If anything, he was even better than she remembered.
Or maybe it was just added experience on his part. The thought made her a little