Six Naughty Nights: Love in Reverse, Book 2 by Serenity Woods Page A

game…”
    His heart rate increased a little. “I see.”
    “Poor Faith’s still waiting for her article.”
    “It seems a shame to disappoint her.”
    “My thoughts exactly.” Keeping her eyes on his, she wiggled a little in his lap, pressing against his still-firm erection. “Fancy doing some research?”
    “ Oh yeah.” His reply was so heartfelt, she giggled.
    “You like that idea?” she asked, amusement lighting her eyes.
    He grazed his hands over her, brushing her soft breasts. “I’d be a lunatic to turn down a chance to see you naked.”
    “Even with the stretch marks?” She looked suddenly vulnerable again.
    “ Especially with the stretch marks.” He kissed her. “Your body’s amazing, Esther. Soft and luscious. I can’t fake this.” He pressed his erection against her. “You drove me insane three years ago—and you’ve only gotten better with age.”
    “Like wine?” she suggested, letting him nibble her earlobe.
    “I was going to say like vintage cheddar cheese, but it didn’t seem very romantic.” He lifted his head to look into her eyes as she laughed. Memories of their time in Fiji came flooding back—lying on the white sand, drinking cocktails; dancing on the beach as the sun went down; making love under the ceiling fan, skin sliding over damp skin, him moving slowly inside her, trying to make their time together last.
    “What?” She looked self-conscious.
    He felt an urge to be honest. “I know there’s a whole world of reasons why we would never work. I know I hurt you badly, and I wish you’d found me when you discovered you were pregnant. And I don’t know that I’m ready to be a father. But I just want to say, for going through it, for growing our child inside you, for giving birth alone when you must have been scared as hell, for bringing Charlie up into such a great boy… Well, thanks. That’s all.”
    She bit her lip, and her eyes turned glassy.
    “Have you turned soppy in your old age?” he teased.
    She shook her head, lowering her lashes. “It’s just…sometimes I wondered what you’d say if you ever found out. I thought you might be angry.”
    “Angry?” That puzzled him. He was hurt she hadn’t found him. Nervous about being a father. Apprehensive about the future, about how to make it work so he played a part in Charlie’s life emotionally, physically and monetarily. But anger had never been a response he’d considered. “It wasn’t your fault,” he said. “We used a condom. For all the fucking good it did.”
    She touched his face again, brushing the slight stubble on his cheek. “You really don’t know why I thought that, do you?”
    “Er…”
    “Do you ever get angry at anything?”
    He said nothing, confused. Computer viruses made him angry. Cars when they wouldn’t start. Missing a nail with a hammer and hitting his thumb instead. Not Esther. Why would she make him cross?
    She laughed and pushed herself off his lap onto the seat. “Why don’t you go and get the game, and we’ll pick our first role-play?”
    “Okay.” He got up and walked into the living room to his suitcase. He wasn’t quite sure why she’d asked to play when she obviously hadn’t forgiven him for leaving her at the airport, but he wasn’t going to argue when sex was on the table.

Chapter Thirteen
    Esther watched Toby walk away and then lay back on the swing seat, arms above her head. The warm Northland sun beat down onto her, and although she knew she’d end up getting sunburned if she stayed out there much longer, for the moment she just revelled in its hot, healing rays.
    Her muscles felt loose and relaxed after the mind-blowing orgasm he’d just given her. Warmth flooded her cheeks yet again as she thought of how easily he’d made her come, but she couldn’t in all honesty say she regretted it. He was too good at it for her to bemoan his insistent attitude.
    While they were on holiday, he’d brought her to the dizzy heights of ecstasy with