Right in front of his waiting mouth.
I wanted to thank you again, she whispered.
He forced his gaze up, up, up, past that bare, tantalizing belly, past the curved globes of her breasts, past her slender throat to her eyes. Thank me?
Because of you, I can let my guard down, if only for tonight.
No. Bad idea. Dont let your guard down.
You took me in without mentioning how foolish I am to get myself into this situation.
I dont think youre foolish.
Thank you for that, too, she said very softly. You gave me food and shelter, and- Her voice cracked. Her eyes misty, she gave him a watery smile.
Ah, hell.
Nick
He wanted to tell her not to say his name that way, that quiet, warm way that stabbed through all his protective layers. He had lots of those layers, had built them for a young, rather geeky kid, then more for his worldly travels to prevent what he saw and reported on from touching him too much. Layers so that no one person had ever had a grip on his heart.
Ill leave in the morning, she said softly, in that voice that reminded him they did have a past, no matter how tenuous it was. But I want what we should have had all those years ago. I want this night, with you. Make love to me, Nick. Please?
DANIELLE WAITED with bated breath for his answer. Ted had always hated it when shed made the first move, but she was making it now.
Did she have it right?
Lying in bed, alone, worrying, obsessing, had done her no good. The only thing that had worked was thinking about Nick. Hed been there for her in a way no one else ever had, and she wanted to give him something in return.
But wanting him to make love to her wasnt all altruistic. No way, not when her breath stuttered whenever she so much as looked at him. She wanted to give him more than her gratitude, she wanted to get a taste of what she should have allowed herself all those years ago. She wanted to be held in those strong hard arms, wanted to lose herself in quick, selfish, mind-blowing passion.
And then, when it was over, when night turned to dawn, shed get up and walk away, holding those memories tight forever.
Please? she whispered, tugging at the light blanket hed thrown over himself.
Beneath it, Lord, beneath it his body was beautiful; long and muscular, showing the strength of a man who used it and often. To her regret, he wasnt completely naked. He wore a pair of dark gray knit boxers, which snugly clung to his muscled thighs andother interesting parts.
She couldnt tear her eyes away.
Danielle.
She looked into his eyes as he touched her jaw, startled by all she saw there, so much so that she closed her own eyes, turning her face into his light touch.
But she wanted more, so much more. He could give her that something more. He represented warmth and strength and an end to being alone, if only for tonight. So she ran her fingers along the light stubble on his hard jawline, over the mouth she wanted to feel on hers. Nicklove me.
Youre confusing comfort with sex, he said in a rough whisper. Take it from someone whos done the same often enough to know. I cant let you-
Nick. She watched his eyes darken at the sound of his name on her lips, and she whispered it again. And then again, when his hand drifted down her neck onto her shoulder, then glided lightly over her arm down to her fingers, which he entwined with his.
Something shivered through her at the sweet, romantic gesture, and she told herself it was desire, not something more. Not any sort of emotional connection.
It should be more, he said, reading her mind.
Maybe, but it couldnt be. This and only this was within her reach. One mindless night, with him. Feeling bold, she sat back on her heels and pulled the T-shirt over her head and off.
His breath caught. His mouth fell open, then shut with an audible snap. Danielle, he said hoarsely.
Never in her life had she been so shameless, but also something else. Wicked and brazen, andfree. Free, for the first time in too long.
Coming to her feet, she tugged on the tie of the sweats hed given her. Then gave them a little push as she wriggled her hips, letting the material slowly slip down her thighs, leaving her only in a pair of panties.
His eyes glued to her body, he sucked in a breath and swallowed hard. Danielle.
Please dont turn me away. She sat at his hip, her heart in her throat because she needed this, needed him, more than she needed her next breath.
He let out a groan and reached for her, tugging her down over the top of him, drawing her closer to his oh-so-warm body. His breath skimmed her temple, her hair, while his hands molded and possessed her, stoking the ache deep within her to blind, primitive need.
He seemed to be similarly affected. Scooping her hair back from her face in fistfuls, he drew her close, staring into her eyes until their lips touched in a long, melting kiss. Then he let her hair go to trail those talented, greedy hands down her sides, stroking her breasts, holding her up so that he could look at her nipples, which were thrust near his face, begging for attention. He put his mouth on one, drawing it into his mouth, using his tongue and teeth, until she cried out, hips arching into his. Pulling back enough to blow a hot breath on the wet nipple, he slid his hands over her, down her back, and then lower, cupping two handfuls of her bottom.
Her pulse had long ago scrambled, and now so did her senses. They had all night, she thought with a bittersweet mixture of joy and misery. She could make the most of every hour, every single second. Knowing that, she pressed into him, eliciting a rough growl.
Is this what you had in mind? he asked a bit roughly, slipping his hands into her panties, his fingers dipping and exploring.
She let out a helpless little moan.
Is it?
Yes, she gasped, as his hands slid between her thighs to where she was already creamy, hot and very, very wet. Yes, she gasped again when he hooked his thumbs in her panties, and holding her gaze prisoner in his own, slowly worked them down.
Better. He tossed them into the air, returning his hands to her body with a low groan. Much better, but-
A low whine jerked her right out of her sensual haze, as they both turned their heads. Nick let out a groaning laugh.
Sadie sat at their side, a pair of panties draped over one bloodshot eye, head cocked as she studied them closely. Woof, she offered, close enough to blast them with doggie breath.
Danielles muscles, tight and trembling under Nicks incredible touch only seconds ago, let go, and she sagged over him. Go to sleep, Sadie. Please.
Sadie sat up straighter, still panting.
Lay down, Danielle pleaded. Go on now.
More panting.
Danielle looked into Nicks frustrated but laughing eyes. She failed obedience.
Im shocked. Nick narrowed his eyes and studied Sadie. Is it my imagination, or is she getting ready to bite something?
Sadies big tongue swiped over her mouth in a way that did indeed make her appear to be licking her chops in preparation of chowing down on something.
Or someone.
Dont worry, she hardly ever bites.
Oh, good.
We could just pretend she isnt here, Danielle suggested hopefully, noticing how nice Nicks bare chest felt brushing her equally bare nipples.
Nick noticed how nice it felt, too, evidenced by the impressive bulge currently pressing insistently against her thigh.
Just ignore her, she tried desperately, slipping down for a kiss. He was such a good kisser, so warm and generous andstill staring at Sadie.
Who was staring right back at him.
Who was staring right back at him.
Danielle covered Nicks eyes and tried to deepen the kiss but it was no good. She most definitely did not have his entire attention. With a sigh, she sat up on him.
Call me a prude, he said. But Ive never actually had an audience before. Its a bit unnerving.
Yeah. Feeling very naked, she stood and reached for the panties still hanging off Sadies ear and the T-shirt on the floor.
Before she could put them on, Nick came to his feet and pressed up behind her, slipping his arms around her waist. His forearms were tanned, tough and strewn with sinew against her fair-skinned, soft stomach, and when he slipped his hands up to cup her breasts, she nearly cried.
Is she still watching me? he murmured in her ear, his fingers stroking her nipples.
She wanted to melt, but managed to crane her neck toward Sadie.
Who had her gaze glued to a spot Danielle wanted to stare at as well.
Nicks butt.
Im trying not to notice, he said. His arms squeezed her close. You feel so good against me, Danielle. So good. But-
No. No buts. Her body was so keyed up, she couldnt walk away now. Words were beyond her so she turned and showed him what she wanted with her body, sliding against him, gliding her breasts over his chest, her hips to the spot between his where he was hard and heavy.
Foul, he whispered, and with a movement that left her gasping in surprise, he scooped her into his arms and started down the hall.
Hurry, she whispered, then arched her naked body in his arms.
With a groan, he stopped in the middle of the hallway, pressing her against the wall, holding her there with his delicious body. His mouth took hers, and then, breathless, he lifted his head. Youre sure you want this?
More than air.
With a smile that tipped her heart on its side, he indulged them both in another long, lingering kiss. Finally, finally, he carried her into his bedroom and kicked the door closed behind them. Lifting his head, he asked, Can she open doors?
Danielle couldnt think past the sight of the bed that she hoped he intended to ravish her on. Who?
The man-eater.
Oh Lord, the way he was eating her up with his gaze. No, Sadie cant open doors.
Good. With his mouth teasing her jaw, he set her on the bed, his hands never leaving her body. A soft touch here, thereover her breasts, her nipples, her bellybetween her thighs, urging her legs open so that he could watch while he stroked her to a slow burn with an erotic touch such as shed never known before.
She was quivering now, with each stroke, helplessly arching into him. Nick
Yeah. His fingers sank into her wet heat, and he let out a rough groan from deep in his throat.
Now, she heard herself cry, thrusting her hips against him. Oh, please now She reached for him, but he evaded, gently but thoroughly capturing her hands, then pressing her back, his body covering hers. If you touch me now, itll be over before it begins.