She tugged at the tie of his sweats, making him let out a laughing moan. Okay, so you dont want a last chance. With a not-so-gentle shove, he pushed her backwards, tumbling her to the mattress. He put a knee on the bed and grabbed the hem of her overalls. Looked at her. Pulled. Tossing them over his shoulder, he did the same with her tank top, leaving her in just a light-blue silky thong.
Now. His other knee hit the bed. Towering over her, he looked down and let out a smile that made her swallow hard. Lets discuss this lingerie thing you have going. With one finger he traced the silk down her hip, over her mound, stopping just shy of the spot that would make her a complete wanton.
I- Its-
And this stuttering thing. Thats new. His smile was tight and just a bit intimidating as he hooked a finger in the panties and whipped them off.
Youre overdressed, she managed to say when he just looked down at her, his eyes shining like crystal and very intense.
Yeah. About that. On his knees leaning over her, hed gone utterly still. I should tell you, I cant move.
Oh, Ty! Scampering up to her knees, she faced him, putting her hands on his bare, hot, deliciously hard chest. Im sorry, I-
He put a finger to her lips. Dont even think about being sorry or turning back into a doctor. Very slowly, very carefully, he lay down on his back. Then let out a slow breath.
Okay? she asked, leaning over him now, their positions reversed.
Lifting his hands, he cupped the breasts that were in his face. Very okay. Raising his head, he replaced his fingers with his tongue, leaving his hands free to skim down her spine, down the backs of her thighs, which he urged open. Grabbing one leg, he pulled, so that she fell over his chest, straddling him.
She was careful to brace herself high, on his pecs, rather than press on his ribs. Still okay?
His hands glided up her legs, her hips, her waist, cupping and squeezing her breasts before sliding down the quivering muscles of her stomach. So damn okay. His hands met over her belly button, and his thumbs danced down, down, until they slid into the curls at the apex of her thighs.
Ty-
Oh yeah. Love it when you say my name like that. Like youre hot and shaky and on the edge. On the edge for me.
She was. Hot and shaky and on the edge. For him. She ached with it, ached with the desire and emptiness and the need for him to fill her up.
Ive wanted you since that first moment I saw you, he said, sinking his thumbs lower, making her gasp. Say you want me back.
She cried out when he gave one long, slow, sure stroke of his thumb right where she needed it. I want you.
Then take me. Take us both the hell away. His voice was rough, and when she lifted up, yanked down his sweats and came right back on him, gliding hot, damp skin to hot, damp skin, he groaned.
Nicole- He tried to surge up, hurt himself, and let out a pained, frustrated growl.
Shh. She pressed him back. Let me-
Yes.
Dont move.
I wont if you will, he swore, and their next kiss was an avaricious feeding frenzy of mouth and teeth and tongues and wordless murmurs and demands, while their hands tore at each other. She stroked his chest, then ran her fingers down his belly to wrap a fist around the hot, velvety steel of him, while he did something magical with his fingers, leaving her a gasping, panting mass of nerve endings. The tension inside her built and pulled and made her crazy, more so when he rubbed his straining erection back and forth over her exposed, swollen flesh.
Condom, he said through gritted teeth. Nightstand.
Got it. She tore it open, straddled him again. Took him in her hands and protected them both. Then he took over, guiding her over him so that he brushed against her slick opening. Gripping her hips, pulling her down as he thrust up, he slid home, stretching her, filling her to the hilt.
The sensation of having him inside her was so powerful, socomplete, she sobbed out his name and fell over him to meet his mouth with hers. His grip on her hips tightened, and he lifted her almost entirely off him before plunging her downward again, harder.
Oh, my- Ty.
I know. His head fell back and his powerful body quivered beneath hers. I know.
Her legs tightened at his hips as she lifted herself back up, slowly moving him in and out of her body in a delicious, sensual ride, going faster, then faster still as the pressure built. Her pulse beat in her throat, her breath soughed in and out of her lungs as they hammered each other, over and over. Nothing had ever felt like this, no one had ever made her feel like this, as if she was home right there in his arms. Each thrust, each flex of his hips brought her closer, and then he tugged her down and put his mouth to a breast.
She exploded, and like the entire frenzied mating, there was nothing easy or slow about it. Shudder upon shudder shook her body, rippling across her flesh, until she was nothing but an exposed nerve ending, weightless and helpless as what felt like a train wreck occurred in her head, her heart, her soul.
Vaguely, from far, far away, she heard Ty cry out, too, felt him go rigid beneath her as he found his own release. His fingers dug into her hips as he pumped into her body, hard, one last time.
Seeing him, hearing him while he sought his pleasure, unbelievably triggered yet another tremor within her, and her body arched mindlessly into his as she lost herself again.
The next thing she felt were his strong, warm arms pulling her down, turning them both, so they lay face-to-face, limbs entangled. His heart hammered against her cheek while she continued to try to catch her breath. She couldnt. She felt battered, bruised and yet so wildly euphoric she was surprised she wasnt floating high in the air.
Oh yeah, she was at home here in his arms, and given how relaxed Ty felt next to her, he felt at home, too. And just like that, for the first time in Nicoles entire adult life, she felt good at something other than work.
10
WARM AND SATED, Nicole opened her eyes and found Ty watching her through his own half-opened baby blues.
He was so beautiful. It wasnt often she needed a physical release, which meant it wasnt often shed had recreational sex. But thisthis had been nothing like her previous sexual encounters.
First of all, shed had an orgasm. Easily. Almost from just looking at him. Second, shed nearly wept at the intensity of it.
And third, she wanted to do it again.
But Ty didnt utter a single word. He didnt have to, as with each passing second, his gaze grew more pained, more exhausted.
And more guarded.
Go to sleep, she whispered, a weariness replacing her pathetic, and it seemed, premature, joy.
His lids fell shut. Without a word.
And when he was out like a light, she left.
Without a word.
TY WASNT SURPRISED when he awoke alone, but damn, he had to admit to feeling disappointment. If he was smart, hed attribute that to the morning hard-on that wouldnt quit even after a gut-sucking cold shower. But even he knew enough to admit his problem wasnt physical.
Without a word.
TY WASNT SURPRISED when he awoke alone, but damn, he had to admit to feeling disappointment. If he was smart, hed attribute that to the morning hard-on that wouldnt quit even after a gut-sucking cold shower. But even he knew enough to admit his problem wasnt physical.
Before he could give too much thought to the matter, he called Nicole at home. What he planned on saying, he hadnt a clue. Hey. Good orgasm, huh? Or, Why did you leave? I wanted to get laid again.
Maybe he should stick with the truth. I woke up reaching for you and when I found you gone I was lonely as hell.
But in the end, he said nothing because he got her answering machine and hung up. Shed left without a word, and he should have the grace to accept that. Last night had been nothing more complicated than two adults taking care of their needs.
He just hoped he got to take care of her needs again soon.
He went about his day, somewhat heartened that he didnt feel like throwing up every time he moved. And then there was the fact his entire body hummed with the remembered vibrations of spectacular sex.
And it had been spectacular. Fireworks, earthquake, the entire enchilada.
Not that he hadnt had really spectacular sex be fore, butah, hell. Hed never had really spectacular sex before. Not like that anyway, where hed really, truly lost control, giving everything he had over to a woman, keeping his eyes open when he came so that he could see into hers, and feel her heart and soul while she did the same.
Scary stuff.
Work helped a little, as he was swamped. And when he went by Taylors building to discuss the plans with her, he told himself he would just peek in on Nicole.
Just to say hey.
Naturally, she was at work. Most likely not even thinking about him.
Taylor and Suzanne plied him with food and laughter. It felt good, which was strange. Normally such a thing would smother him. After all, he hadnt even slept with either of them and they wanted to spoil him and talk to him andbe friends.
It wasnt often hed been friends with a woman, much less two of them, but resisting either Taylor or Suzanne was pretty much impossible.
Plus, he liked them, at least until he was reminded that the engagement party was that night and as their friend, he was expected to attend.
Two more strings on his heart.
And seeing as he had those strings, he figured he might as well go all the way. Once again, he drove to the youth hostel and asked for Margaret Mary.
And once again was told sorry. Only this time, he was sorry, too. Shed moved out, moved on, he was told.
Ty gripped the front desk and wondered at the drop in his stomach. Moved on to where?
The young kid shrugged. I think she said she was interested in seeing Seattle.
Seattle. One thousand miles away. Did she have a car? Did she have money? Or was she out there, all alone, no means and no friends, and too young to know danger when she looked it in the face?
Ty had no idea what his sudden rush was, but he raced home for his e-mail.
Nothing. No long, windy messages from her, no short appealing messages from her, nothing.
What did that mean? Had she given up on him? It wouldnt surprise him, as he deserved exactly that.
For the first time, he initiated contact.