He drew back and cupped her face. “I want you now. But if you think we’re moving too fast—”
She placed her index finger over his mouth and he kissed it.
“Some would say we’re going too fast. But it feels right to me,” she said.
Pleasure filled her as he smiled, his eyes hot with promise. “Me too. But uh…” A bashful expression took over his face. “Do you have protection?”
“Oh God. I can’t believe I never thought of that.”
She brushed her hair back from her face. “I brought some but it’s in the car with my duffle.”
“Clever man.”
He smiled and kissed her forehead. He left to get his duffle and while she waited for him Amber acknowledged she’d taken a tremendous step. She’d learned a long time ago to trust her gut and her instincts told her this man was gold. Everything she’d learned so far proved it and her gut feelings rarely directed her wrongly. He came back quickly and she asked him to put his duffle in her bedroom. The fervor that had risen between them hadn’t diminished and she reached for him. Against his heat and hardness she felt safe, protected in every way. Jim Clay was a gem beyond compare.
He peppered gentle kisses over her face, and each one sent sweet need right through her. She clutched at his shoulders, holding on to his virility. She gasped as every new touch brought her higher and hotter. Thick need drove her to quicken their joining.
“Please,” she said softly.
“Slow, baby.” His voice was rusty and deep.
Amber’s mind retreated from too much thought right into tasting him, being with him in the closest possible way. She needed the contact that would remind her of here and now, because thinking too far ahead would ruin the moment. Their kisses grew hotter, more frantic, until her head spun with sensation. Jim’s touch was everywhere, skimming her hips, her waist and lower. Shocking, delightful touches that teased in ways she’d never been teased before. His kisses transformed her.
Every slow touch brought her closer to the edge of a new experience. She’d only had two lovers in the last ten years, one in college and one two years before. Neither man had brought her this close to the brink so quickly. She trembled with anticipation as their clothes fell to the floor piece by piece in a slow ballet. He worshiped her with endless kisses over her cheeks, her shoulders and finally down to her breasts. In the semidarkness his gaze took her in, hungry like a feral animal. She loved it and wanted more. Down to her panties, she didn’t want to wait to see all of him. She tugged at his jeans.
He lifted her hands to his and kissed them. “I’ll do it, baby.”
After divesting himself of his shoes, he stripped off his jeans and briefs. Oh my. He’s gorgeous.
She explored him with keen fascination. His body was everything she’d imagined. His clothes hadn’t hidden the power in his body. But once he was naked his form was stunning. Sexy didn’t cover it. Wide shoulders, sculpted pecs and washboard stomach. His chest was peppered lightly with dark hair that trailed down his stomach and joined his erect masculinity.
He gathered her into his arms and one kiss melted into the next. They lay on the bed and explored each other with a gentleness that brought tears to her eyes. His consideration was boundless, his selflessness an aphrodisiac. Her body sang with pleasure as he worked his way down, savoring her nipples, tickling her stomach. He parted her legs and tasted her in the most intimate way. She writhed as he treated her to tender licks over sensitive flesh until she couldn’t contain her pleasure a moment later. She cried out as orgasm claimed her senses, rocking her world to the core.
Panting but not entirely satiated, she welcomed when he reached for a condom. As Jim returned to her arms, he eased between her thighs. With gentleness he took Amber, sliding within her slow and true. She quivered, her body alive with the possibilities, on the edge of taking everything and giving it back. Her heart slammed in her chest, her body singing with the need to ignite. He teased her with the slow, slow thrust of his hips. The pleasure staggered Amber.
“Jim.” Her plea was soft in her own ears, a bare whisper of sound. “Jim.”
A primitive growl came from his throat as he picked up the pace. They moved toward the finish as heat rose higher. Amber thought she’d lose her mind as her body went into a riot of pleasure so intense she gasped for breath. She clenched at his shoulders, her head thrown back. He buried his face in her shoulder. One last thrust and her world detonated. He continued his movements and as pleasure rose one more time, she held on for the ride. With a scream of sweet ecstasy she exploded beneath him.
“Amber.” Her name was a mere thread of sound on his lips.
He shuddered, his muscles taut as he growled with completion. He sank into her arms.
Epilogue
One year later
Las Vegas, Nevada
“Babe, you’re killin’ me,” Jim said as Amber turned her back to him and presented the zipper of her long, off-shoulder cream-colored wedding dress. “You are so beautiful.”
The zipper slid down and with a deliberation that sent zings of anticipation through her blood he slipped the dress off her shoulders. She’d already kicked off her shoes so it was easy to slide out of the soft, flowing dress. She laid it on a chair.
They hadn’t eloped to Las Vegas—family and friends had made the trek to their wedding destination at a new luxury resort on the Strip. When everyone asked them why they wanted to come to the glitz and glamour place for their wedding they’d answered this was the place where they’d first kissed. They planned to go to the airport and kiss in that same hallway. It would remind them of the adventure without the tornado to get in the way. Her parents hadn’t made the ceremony but her sister had. His whole family had attended the semi-formal wedding in the hotel’s large and beautiful chapel. Though she’d met his family long before, having such a warm and cozy gathering of people who cared brought her more pleasure than she’d imagined. Amber had a good friend from Redemption Ridge as her maid of honor and Jim’s best man was his father. Amber had cried during the ceremony and so had Jim. There had never been a more moving experience in her life.
Here she stood, almost naked in front of the most amazing man she’d ever known. It didn’t get any better than this.
His gaze took in her lacy white push-up bra, panties, garter belt and stockings. Jim’s eyes smoldered much the way they had when they’d ridden together on the airplane when they’d first met.
“No fair. You’re completely dressed,” she said as she smoothed her hands over the lapel of his black tux.
He placed his hands over hers. “Kinky. Maybe we should make love like this.”
A thrill danced in her stomach. “Mmm. Sounds wonderful.”
He drew her into his arms and hugged her close. “God, I love you, Amber.”
He told her every day, sometimes more than once a day. It made her heart sing. “I love you too.” She gently eased him back until he flopped backward onto the bed. “Sex halfway dressed, eh? I think that can be arranged.”
With a wicked grin she opened his pants and found him happy to see her. Crotchless panties made it easy for her when she settled atop him. With her eyes closed she sank down and joined them slowly.
He cursed a soft, amazed word that made her smile. “Oh man. Don’t stop.”
She leaned down to kiss him and whispered, “No, my husband. I’m never going to stop.”
The End
About Denise A. Agnew
Suspenseful, erotic, edgy, thrilling, romantic, adventurous. All these words are used to describe award-winning, bestselling novelist Denise A. Agnew’s novels. Romantic Times Magazine called her romantic suspense novels Dangerous Intentions and Treacherous Wishes “top-notch romantic suspense”. With paranormal, time travel, romantic comedy, contemporary, historical, erotica and romantic suspense novels under her belt, she proves her gift for writing about a diverse range of subjects. (Writing tales that scare the reader is her ultimate thrill.)
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se’s inspiration for her novels comes from innumerable sources, but the fact that she has lived in Colorado, Hawaii and the United Kingdom has given her a lifetime of ideas. Her experiences with archaeology have crept into her work, as well as numerous travels throughout England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales. Denise currently lives in Arizona with her real life hero, her husband.
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