She threw her head back again, moaning, an orgasm immediately tearing through her body. “Wes. Wes!”
Pure satisfaction coursed through me as I continued to thrust with my fingers and kiss her hotly, bringing her through the orgasm and to the other side.
She sat up, her body trembling, but she reached for me. “I need you.” She kissed me deeply, running her hands down my face and body, making me feel like the luckiest bastard in the entire world. This time I remembered. I grabbed a condom from where I’d tossed it, next to the pool, and rolled it on.
She spread her legs again and guided my shaft against her. She took my face in her hands as I notched myself inside her and entered her slowly.
Her blue eyes sparkled with emotion as she held my face, our gazes level. “I love you so much.”
I leaned into her, my heart about to burst. “I love you more. I will forever.”
“Oh, Wes.”
And with that—the early morning sun shining down on us, our bodies fused together—we moved forward into our future.
Chapter 19
Hannah
He brushed the hair back from my face. “Everyone in the house totally heard that. People in Canada heard that.”
“No way.” I tried to swat him, but my limbs were too weak.
“Yes, way.”
“Wes?” I asked, after a minute.
“Yes?”
“I was thinking. You might need a plunge pool at the new house.” I giggled.
“I can arrange that.” Wes looked pleased with himself, just like he had all weekend.
Even though we were back home, we were still…busy. And he hadn’t stopped smiling or having his way with me. The memories from the weekend flooded me, makin
g me feel sexy. Again. I moved toward him, trailing my fingers down his chest suggestively, my skin already heating up.
Wes knew exactly what I wanted. He laughed, then squinted at the clock. “You can’t seriously want to do that again!”
I giggled. “I do, but I should probably go to work.”
He pulled me closer and nuzzled my neck. “If you really want to go again, I’m in. Call in sick.”
“I can’t.” I continued to trace his chiseled chest. “My boss will know I’m faking.”
Wes shook his head. “I hope they didn’t hear us just now—but I bet they did.”
“They didn’t—they couldn’t! This is a freaking mansion. We have our own wing.”
He propped himself up and stared at me. “You’re loud.”
My face reddened. “I can’t help it if you make me scream.”
That cocky grin lit up his face, the one I’d missed. “Don’t get me wrong—I love it. But I bet somebody heard you.”
“No way.”
He arched an eyebrow. “We’ll see.”