gel provided by the hotel, the rich scent of vanilla and cinnamon swirling in the moist air around them. His soapy, slick hands drew up her arms and over her shoulders, kneading her muscles along the way. Then he split their trail, one hand cupping a breast, teasing and rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He dipped the second down her soft tummy to the folds of her sex, rubbing her clit in the slow, circular motion she’d taught him years ago brought her to the brink so quickly. Her breath hitched as he worked her body like a virtuoso strumming the strings of his beloved violin.
Each tug of a nipple and the stroke of her clit sent her higher and higher until she arched, her body drawing tight, hanging on the precipice and finally shattering into spasms of pleasure as he hurled her over the edge.
Slowly, with gentle touches and his lips once more sliding along the column of her neck, he eased her back into reality.
“I’m sorry,” he said as his hands worked their magic.
“For what?”
“For not taking your worry about me and my job seriously. Until tonight I had no idea what you go through every time I head out the door to work. When I heard your voice that first call, how scared and yet strong you were, heard that a crazed man had taken you hostage…”
A choking sound cut off his words and he wrapped his arms around her once more, holding her tight, his face buried in the crook of her neck. His body shook and hot tears hit her shoulders.
“Shh, sweetheart,” she crooned to him, her hands resting on the long, hard muscles of his arms. “It’s over now. I survived it and we’re both okay.”
It took a few minutes, but he slowly raised his head, cupping her chin in one hand and turning her head to look into her eyes. “If you hadn’t figured out that code…I wouldn’t have lived. You do know you’re my world, don’t you?”
She reached up to stroke his cheek. “Yes. And you’re mine.”
“When you begged me to leave you, to walk away, and there were mere minutes left on that timer…” Again the words stopped on a choked half-sob from him, his fear like a fist clenching her heart.
“Oh, my love, I know. It was the hardest thing for me to ask…and the hardest thing for you to do. But I’m okay, and I’m here.” She wiggled around until she straddled his hips, staring into the raw pain in his eyes.
“I’m here now,” she said, leaning in to kiss him. “Nothing bad happened to me.” She punctuated the words with more kisses. “I swear it.”
Growling, he cupped her face in both hands and held her still, claiming her mouth with his. Like fire to kindling, need ignited between them. His tongue slid inside to stroke hers, his lips grinding against hers, letting her taste the desperation inside of him.
Suddenly, he pulled back. “Babe, I need to be inside you, to be one with you.” His words echoed the pounding desire deep within her.
“Yes.”
“Now.” His eyes told her he wouldn’t have time for a condom if she didn’t stop him. They’d be taking the chance of a fourth child.
The idea of something beautiful, made with love, coming from their survival of something so ugly, sat right in her heart.
Not breaking eye contact, she raised up on her knees, letting his straining erection slide to the entrance of her slit. “Yes, now,” she said, pushing down to impale herself on him, joining with him. One.
“Damn, you still fit me like a glove,” he growled as he cupped both her ass cheeks in his hand, holding her still, his length stretching her, filling her, throbbing deep in the core of her.
She clutched at his shoulders, digging her nails into the long cords of his muscles as she started to move, slow at first, forward and back, letting only a small part of him slip out then back inside. Her body clenching around him.
“Don’t ever scare me like that again,” he said, grinding deeper into her.
“I won’t,” she whispered, arching her back so her
Each tug of a nipple and the stroke of her clit sent her higher and higher until she arched, her body drawing tight, hanging on the precipice and finally shattering into spasms of pleasure as he hurled her over the edge.
Slowly, with gentle touches and his lips once more sliding along the column of her neck, he eased her back into reality.
“I’m sorry,” he said as his hands worked their magic.
“For what?”
“For not taking your worry about me and my job seriously. Until tonight I had no idea what you go through every time I head out the door to work. When I heard your voice that first call, how scared and yet strong you were, heard that a crazed man had taken you hostage…”
A choking sound cut off his words and he wrapped his arms around her once more, holding her tight, his face buried in the crook of her neck. His body shook and hot tears hit her shoulders.
“Shh, sweetheart,” she crooned to him, her hands resting on the long, hard muscles of his arms. “It’s over now. I survived it and we’re both okay.”
It took a few minutes, but he slowly raised his head, cupping her chin in one hand and turning her head to look into her eyes. “If you hadn’t figured out that code…I wouldn’t have lived. You do know you’re my world, don’t you?”
She reached up to stroke his cheek. “Yes. And you’re mine.”
“When you begged me to leave you, to walk away, and there were mere minutes left on that timer…” Again the words stopped on a choked half-sob from him, his fear like a fist clenching her heart.
“Oh, my love, I know. It was the hardest thing for me to ask…and the hardest thing for you to do. But I’m okay, and I’m here.” She wiggled around until she straddled his hips, staring into the raw pain in his eyes.
“I’m here now,” she said, leaning in to kiss him. “Nothing bad happened to me.” She punctuated the words with more kisses. “I swear it.”
Growling, he cupped her face in both hands and held her still, claiming her mouth with his. Like fire to kindling, need ignited between them. His tongue slid inside to stroke hers, his lips grinding against hers, letting her taste the desperation inside of him.
Suddenly, he pulled back. “Babe, I need to be inside you, to be one with you.” His words echoed the pounding desire deep within her.
“Yes.”
“Now.” His eyes told her he wouldn’t have time for a condom if she didn’t stop him. They’d be taking the chance of a fourth child.
The idea of something beautiful, made with love, coming from their survival of something so ugly, sat right in her heart.
Not breaking eye contact, she raised up on her knees, letting his straining erection slide to the entrance of her slit. “Yes, now,” she said, pushing down to impale herself on him, joining with him. One.
“Damn, you still fit me like a glove,” he growled as he cupped both her ass cheeks in his hand, holding her still, his length stretching her, filling her, throbbing deep in the core of her.
She clutched at his shoulders, digging her nails into the long cords of his muscles as she started to move, slow at first, forward and back, letting only a small part of him slip out then back inside. Her body clenching around him.
“Don’t ever scare me like that again,” he said, grinding deeper into her.
“I won’t,” she whispered, arching her back so her
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