Her gaze fell on his erection, and her hands quickly followed the direction of her stare. She gripped his hardness between her soft fingers.
"No underwear," she said with a grin. "I like it." He let out a harsh groan. They'd have plenty of time for foreplay. The rest of their lives, if Mac had his say, but right now he needed to be inside her.
Reaching beneath the short denim skirt, he found her skimpy underwear. "About as much as I love the fact that you wear these things," he muttered. "Because they're so damn easy to get rid of." With one jerk of his hand, he ripped the silk garment off her body.
"Wow." Her eyes opened wide.
"You think that was good?"
"Impressive."
"Considering I'm a nice guy, or does that label no longer apply?"
She touched her face to his, aligning her cheek against his more-roughened skin. "You're still a nice guy, Mac."
"You said you'd have liked forever, even in a small apartment over a bar. What about in that fantasy house you described? Would you move to Arizona, Sam? I spent the last few days pulling together a list of firms who would be more than happy to have your talent on board. And I know some people who could help your father start over. What do you say?" he asked, holding his breath.
Her soft moan nearly undid him. Then her words did. "That's a yes, in case you weren't sure."
Lifting her by the waist, he held her at the tip of his erection. In one easy stroke, he slid himself inside her.
Sam moaned as they joined together at last. Her moist and wet body accepted him like he belonged to her. Because he did. She exhaled at the ecstasy she'd found with her bartender that wasn't.
"Look at me," he said.
She stared into his charcoal eyes, darkened by passion and other more complex emotions she could now let herself name.
"For the record, Sammy Jo, this has nothing to do with sex and everything to do with love." He jerked his hips upward, fitting himself deeper inside her.
"I know." She swallowed an unladylike moan of passion. "But you can't deny that the sex is incredible."
He grinned. "I never did."
"And for the record, Mac, I love you, too."
CARLY PHILLIPS
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