Love Lost and Found by Michele de Winton Page B

ached with the thrill of having something
     to wrap around.
    “Delicious.” His words were fairly purred. “This is what I remember.”
    Felicity didn’t bother trying to understand the comment, and let sensation fill her.
     After all her talk, now she wanted to dive into the man beneath her. Let the warm
     wetness of his kisses fill her whole body. Let his hands get rid of her annoying clothing
     and pull her against his hot skin. Not even the thought that he didn’t have any more
     condoms could slow her down. She wanted…she wanted him.
    “Just give in to destiny, remember,” he growled in her ear.
    Magically her shirt was open and her bikini a puddle of fabric on the ground. He flipped
     her on her back and held her pinned down while her pants went the way of the rest
     of her uniform. Then his hot, hard length was inside her and she was tumbling through
     an ocean of desire.
    As if last night had never happened, Felicity was baffled all over again that he could
     fill her so completely. The girth of his cock rubbed every inch of her, spurring her
     on, demanding that she pour every ounce of energy into their lovemaking.
    “God, you’re so hot and wet. It’s fantastic.”
    So hot. And wet. Completely hot and completely wet, flooded by the need to pull his
     cock farther and farther inside. He ground into her, rubbing her clit and sending
     her nerve endings sparking all the way to her fingertips. “No, not yet.” Thrusting
     with everything she had, she managed to unpin herself and roll on top. She slowed
     the pace, just enough to skim along the edge of the world. Her almost-orgasm creeping
     tendrils up her spine, she hovered, almost drowning in pleasure.
    “Enough.” He gripped her around the waist and pulled her hard against him, shattering
     her ocean of sensation with wave after wave of pleasure.
    She collapsed onto him, amazed at her audacity, amazed at the height of pleasure that
     was possible with one man.
    “I might cook more often.”
    She smiled down at him as he ran a lazy finger down her body. This time she quieted
     the hands that itched to cover herself.
    “That was just about the best dessert I think I’ve ever had,” he said.
    “Oh, I’m not sure I’d go that far,” Felicity managed. “Now if you happened to have
     a chocolate martini in that bag of yours to follow up, you might just be the best
     chef in the universe.”
    Rick bit his lip, but instead of it being a cute signal of disappointment, it made
     her want to jump him all over again. Gah. Insatiable much? Well, if you were going to get over a sexual drought, might as well make sure the
     hedges were well and truly watered.
    “I don’t like to brag, but I’m pretty sure there are a few more courses on the menu.”
    She made a face. “Cheesy, Cashypants. Complete cheese.”
    He raised an eyebrow. “Not a fan of fondue?”
    Felicity groaned and climbed off the slowly cooling man hunk beneath her.
    “Not hungry anymore?” He pulled her down beside him and wrapped his arms around her.
     She curled into him, letting his heavy arm rest on her naked stomach, and soon his
     breath dropped into a steady, even rhythm. So much for going another round.
    Fingers to her lips, she felt the heat of his touch still there. Delicious. Had he really said that? And had she really responded as if her body was just waiting
     for him to feast on it? When she’d looked into those eyes and felt the darting of
     his tongue, it was as though she’d been there before. It had none of the awkwardness
     of her brief onboard liaisons, nor any of the fraught tension she remembered from
     her teenaged affairs. This was grown-up, hot, untrammeled passion and she hadn’t wanted
     it to stop.
    What was it about Rick McCashin that drove her to drop her usual barriers and…and
     what? The memory of their lovemaking flooded through her. Just thinking about it pushed
     the blood through her body faster, made her nipples harden, warmed the source of