I’d waited as long as I possibly could. Actually I couldn’t believe I’d managed to hold outthislong.
No, the book wasn’t finished yet. But the waiting—to have her, to do all the things to her I’ve been dreaming of—wasover.
I simply couldn’t resist anymore.
And now that it was finally happening, it didn’t even seem real that life could be this good.
This woman I wanted so much,lovedso much, loved and wanted me too.
It blew me away.
Bonnie walked over to the bed and moved around its perimeter as she dragged her fingertips over the soft bedcovering.
And I went hard as a rock.
Fuck.If I was this turned on just seeing her touch the comforter, this could be a very short interlude.
That wouldn’t do. I wanted to make our first time amazing for her.
I wanted to make it last and make her feel fantastic and convince her without a doubt that all the waiting was worth it.
Facing away from me, Bonnie removed the beach coverup and laid it on the bed then let the ruined bikini top fall from her shoulders to the floor. She stood there in only the bottoms.
This woman shouldneverwear clothes.She looked... unbelievable.
And she’s all mine.
Turning her head, she glanced back over her shoulder in a very clear invitation—or maybe she was wondering what the hell I was doing still standing near the doorway like a dope when there was a scorching hot, nearly naked woman at my bedside.
Hell if I know.
I wasted no more time in joining her. Coming up behind her, I placed my hands on her shoulders then coasted them down over her arms, letting them come to rest at her waist as I kissed the soft curve of her neck.
Her skin was silky and warm, and she was trembling, breathing in soft pants.
A growl came from deep in my throat as I spun her around and gripped her tightly, fighting to control my raging emotions, I couldn’t be too rough with her. I didn’t ever want to cause her a minute—a second—of pain. I wanted her to feel only pleasure at my hands.
And my mouth.
Forcing myself to settle down, I kissed her the way I knew she liked it, slowly at first, caressing her mouth with mine, working into a deeper, more intense rhythm, holding her face and doing my best to make the kiss a complete sex act all on its own.
With our mouths locked together, Bonnie got busy with her hands, running them over my arms, my abdomen, then slipping them under my linen shirt, pushing it up my back. I broke contact with her lips for half a second so I could rip it over my head.
She smiled. “Mmmmm. I like you shirtless.”
“You took the words out of my mouth.”
Sliding her hands up my bare chest, she wrapped them around the back of my neck, bringing those spectacular breasts into full contact with my skin, which felt like it must be releasing visible steam.
The bad news about all this gentlemanly restraint I’d been showing was that by this point, I was like a pressure cooker with a shaky lid.
It had been far too long since someone had touched me like this. I only hoped for her sake I could manage to control the beast inside me that had been roaring for release since the moment we'd met.
“I’ve been dying for this,” I told her. I kissed her neck and let my hands roam her bare skin, molding to her curves, mapping out the areas that seem to give her the most pleasure. “...to see you like this—to touch you with nothing between us.”
“I don’t want there to be anything between us, Jack. Ever again.” She sounded as breathless as I felt.
“There won’t be. I won’t let anything come between us. I’ve got to have you. Always.”
