Sam stripped off his underwear and grabbed a condom from his shorts, sliding it on before he rejoined her on the bed. He kissed her deeply, and she sighed into his mouth. “I don’t know if I can do that again.”
“Are you willing to try?”
She opened her eyes a little wider and grinned. “Absolutely, but I may not be coherent at the end.”
“I’ll take that as a challenge,” he murmured in her ear and then caught her laugh with his lips. She moaned and he took his time exploring her décolletage, teasing her nipples again until they were tight with desire, tasting and savouring every millimetre of her delectable breasts until she was again quivering underneath him. So responsive. So sensual.
He pressed his mouth to her core and she arched into him again.
“Please, Sam. I need you inside me.”
He pressed against her and as he slid inside, they both moaned. Tight, hot, and so very slick. He gritted his teeth to keep his thrusts slow, teasing them both by almost withdrawing before thrusting deep again. She clenched around him.
“More. Faster.”
He had to obey. He gave in to his urges and thrust into her again and again, feeling his own climax build as she arched up and orgasmed. Her breasts thrust forward, head thrown back, her glorious red hair a sunburst around her and he was lost.
He groaned, every muscle in his body celebrating.
When he finally collapsed next to her, she threw her arm over his and murmured something unintelligible. He grinned. “Mission successful.”
She laughed.
Chapter 15
Penelope woke to the smell of coffee. She frowned and stretched, the dishevelled sheets reminding her of exactly what had happened the night before.
Repeatedly.
She smiled at the sound of cupboard doors opening and closing. Sam must be looking for mugs. Then the sound stopped, so she figured he’d found them.
What a night.
Penelope had never laughed after being so thoroughly satisfied, but Sam had a way about him.
What a way.
Every muscle and bone in her body was limp and satisfied and she could barely think coherently. She lay there basking in the memories. They’d ordered pizza, which they’d eaten in the kitchen, and then she’d taken the opportunity to explore Sam’s hard, muscled body as thoroughly as he’d explored hers.
He’d been equally incoherent when she was done.
She grinned as Sam walked in naked, carrying two mugs of coffee.
“Your smile makes me think you’re up to no good.” He handed her a mug and kissed her. “Good morning.”
“Isn’t it just?” She sipped the perfectly brewed coffee. “I was remembering last night.”
“That’s definitely something to smile about.” He sat next to her. “Have you got plans today?”
There were the fish samples to test, but if the Perth lab received the other samples yesterday, maybe there was no point. She glanced at the sheets. Would it be completely indulgent to spend the whole day in bed with this sexy man?
“I’m in.” Sam grinned.
She glanced at him. “What?”
“You were contemplating something to do with this bed, and if it’s what I’m also contemplating, then I’m totally on board.”
She laughed. “Good to know.” She placed her coffee on the bedside table and stretched. “Though a shower might be in order first to warm my muscles.”
