Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 108849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
He took over the kiss, his lips firm and his tongue seeking. Smooth movements had her shirt and bra flying across the room, and she chuckled.
Palming her breasts, he nipped along her neck, biting her earlobe. “Are you sure this is okay?”
She ran both of her hands through his thick hair, pulling so she could give him a little bite. The man probably needed sleep, but he was questioning her well-being. “Please clarify your question.”
He leaned back, both hands on her breasts, his brown eyes liquid soft. “You and me. Right now with the baby and how you’re feeling.”
She caressed the sides of his neck, filling her palms with the strong cords. “I don’t understand. We’re already pregnant.”
“Yeah, but . . . You haven’t been feeling well. Are you up to this?”
“You mean sex?”
He nodded, slightly tweaking her nipples.
Liquid fire rushed down to her core, and she pressed against him. “I’m perfectly healthy, Huck. Surely you took anatomy or biology in junior high?” She wanted to laugh, but his expression remained so serious, she was afraid she might hurt his feelings.
“Yes, Agent Snow,” he said with some exasperation. “I even passed both the biology and anatomy classes. But this is the first baby I’ve ever been responsible for, you haven’t been feeling well, and she’s inside you, so I figure I should at least ask.”
Sometimes the grumpy captain was just too sweet to understand. “She?”
He shrugged. “Yeah. Why not?”
There was no way to know the sex of the child. “I promise that I am more than up to a bout of sex with you.” The idea that he was so concerned when he obviously knew there was no need sent her desire even higher. Everything was different with Huck. She’d never realized that emotions, the real kind, could cause arousal. The more familiar she became with him, the more she started to trust him, the more she wanted him. Whatever they had went beyond the physical, and that was new to her.
“What are you thinking?” He unbuttoned her pants.
She reached for the hem of his shirt and dragged the heavy material over his head. “Just that you’re sexy when you’re all protective.”
He leaned in and licked her nipple, causing her body to tremble. “That’s probably a good thing, because my nature, according to you, is protective.”
In a nutshell. She’d never required protection from a man, but this one wasn’t giving her a choice. It was an interesting conundrum considering their chosen professions.
He slid his hand inside her pants and found her, entering her with two fingers.
She gasped and leaned against him as need coursed through her.
“There we go,” he murmured, wrapping one arm around her waist and standing. “Let’s get you out of your head.” He skirted the sofa table and strode into the lone bedroom, leaving the crackling fire behind them.
“You’re the only person in the entire world who’s managed that feat,” she said as he laid her down and tugged her slacks off.
He grinned, unzipping his jeans and shoving them to the floor before removing his socks. “I like that.”
She’d figured he would. Everyone wanted to feel special. Huck Rivers actually was unique. She reached for him, and he dropped to his knees, his mouth finding her sex.
He was also exceptionally good at this.
She closed her eyes as he quickly drove her up with his talented mouth and tongue, and she cried out his name as the orgasm roared through her. Softening, she came down, mumbling about true talent. Her brain remained fuzzy.
He levered himself over her and slowly entered her, his gaze intense.
She dug her nails into his rigid triceps, widening her legs. “Everything is perfect, Huck,” she whispered, somehow knowing he needed reassurance. She couldn’t read people, but she was beginning to understand his needs. Maybe it was her brain or perhaps her heart, but she wanted to truly know him. To let him completely understand her.
He entered her fully and then kissed her, going deep. “You’re good?”
“I feel wonderful,” she said honestly, wrapping her legs around his waist. They barely reached, but if she wiggled, she could link her ankles together.
He groaned and pulled out, only to push back in. Gingerly. Almost hesitantly.
She clapped both hands on the sides of his rugged face and yanked him in for a hard kiss. At the end, she nipped his bottom lip.
His eyes sparked, and she watched, entranced.
Then he pulled out again and shoved back in, setting up a hard hammering that beat the headboard against the wall. Desire ripped through her as hormones clashed and nerves ignited, forcing her to close her eyes and hold on to his arms. Pleasure whipped through her, zinging through every erogenous zone.
He changed the angle of his thrusts, and she detonated. The orgasm rolled wave after wave through her, and she rode them, letting vivid colors fill her mind. He continued to pound, finally grinding against her and shuddering with what felt like a powerful climax.