Worth Waiting For by Vanessa Devereaux

hard soon because she was getting
impatient. She kissed his nipples and then his belly. “You have condoms?” she
asked.
    He got one down from
the bookshelf behind the bed. His cock grew harder each time she swiped her
folds across the tip of it. Three more slow moves and he was ready to go again.
    Kate sheathed him and
hoped he didn’t mind her taking control tonight. She lifted his cock and
impaled herself upon it.
    Brock put a hand to each
of her breasts and pulled at the nipples playfully. “After we’ve made love
tonight it will be a record for me,” said Brock.
    “What will?”
    “I’ve never had this
much sex with only one woman before.”
    “Ever?” asked Kate.
She began moving back and forth.
    “Never
ever.”
    “So what is it you
like about me?” She moved with more force, already feeling wonderful things
happening throughout her body.
    “That you’re down-to-earth,
kind—shit, Kate, I can’t talk while you’re doing this to me.”
    Neither could she.
Kate pushed her hips forward and backward, supported her own weight, and lifted
herself up and then down, feeling Brock’s dick hit every sweet spot inside her.
    She was in control of
her body, but right now it wouldn’t do what she wanted. Kate wished that tingly
feeling would last but it couldn’t. A climax was coming her way. She cried out,
fell forward onto Brock, who rolled her onto her side.
    He raised her leg a
little more and thrust so hard that he had to hang onto her. He whispered in her
ear.
    At first she couldn’t
understand but when he climaxed she heard her name and the words, “I think I’m
falling for you.”   That was strange. Not
the words, but the fact she thought the very same thing about him.
     
    ***
     
    Brock listened to
Kate. She was fast asleep and the slight noise she made as she breathed in and
out was comforting to him. He knew it was stupid, immature even, but one of the
reasons he’d remained single was because he hated sharing a bed with a woman.
They not only liked to snuggle but always invaded his side of the bed...all
night.
    Tonight he didn’t
mind. In fact, he’d welcomed Kate nestling down beside him, her leg resting on
top of his. He wouldn’t have it any other way.
    You should see me in winter.
    He recalled her
saying that earlier and it had thrown him completely off track. Hence the
silence and him covering up with I was only
daydreaming. Winter was more than six months away. He would no longer be
here. He would have passed his father’s stupid test, and he’d be working in the
company, ready to take over the helm.
    Kate’s body twitched
slightly and her head flopped down on his shoulder. Something he hadn’t counted
on was becoming emotionally involved while he was away.
    His climax earlier
that night had been so intense, so pleasurable, that it was like sodium pentathol,
and it had compelled him to tell the truth. Without any hesitation, he’d
admitted he was falling for her. She hadn’t said anything to him after. Maybe
she hadn’t heard, but he didn’t care if she did. It was the way he felt.
    Kate could sell the
restaurant, put an end to her financial worries, and come to work with him. Yeah,
that sounded like a possibility. However, she seemed to really love the
restaurant, and would she want to move to
Boston
?
    A long-distance
relationship was always a possibility, but he knew he’d have to work 24/7 in
the family business. So when would that leave him time to visit Kate?
    Her arm flopped over
his body this time.
    He smiled. A month
ago if a woman had literally pinned him to the bed like this, he would have
gotten fidgety but now things were different. He liked it, liked it a lot. She
was soft and she smelled wonderful, too. He put his arms around her.
    She mumbled something
and then pushed her face into his chest.
    “Everything’s going
to be okay, Kate,” he whispered.
     
    ***
     
    Brock was becoming a
bad influence on her. It was the second time since she’d met him that