Incapable of speech, she could only nod. No other man had ever made love to her the way Travis was doing now and heaven help her she never wanted it to end.
As his lips blazed a trail down her abdomen, she closed her eyes and tried her best to remember to breathe as wave after wave of heated pleasure washed over her. But when he gave her the most intimate kiss a man could give a woman, the sensations threatened to consume her.
“P-please…I can’t stand…much more.”
He must have realized the depth of her hunger, because he moved to gather her to him, and gazing down at her, tenderly covered her lips with his. His callused palm smoothed over her skin with such infinite care, it brought tears to her eyes and she felt branded by his touch.
Her body trembled with longing as he slid his hand down her side to caress her hip, then her inner thigh. But when he cupped the curls at the apex and his finger dipped into the moist folds to stroke and tease, spirals of sheer ecstasy swirled through her. The feelings were so intense, she couldn’t have stopped her body’s reaction if her life depended on it.
Arching into his touch, she fought for sanity as waves of excitement flowed through her. “P-please—”
“Does that feel good, sweetheart?” His low whisper close to her ear only added to the sweet tension gripping her.
“I…need…you.”
In answer to her broken plea, he spread her thighs with his knee and rose over her. She felt the tip of his strong arousal against her, but instead of joining their bodies, he commanded, “Open your eyes, Fin.”
The blaze of need in his dark blue gaze took her breath. He was holding himself in check as he slowly, gently pressed forward to fill her completely. He remained perfectly still for several long seconds and she instinctively knew he was savoring the moment, savoring her.
When he pulled his lower body away from hers, then thrust forward, time stood still. He set a slow, rhythmic pace that built her excitement faster than she’d ever dreamed possible. The heat spiraling throughout her body burned higher and brighter with each stroke and she wrapped her arms around his broad back to keep from being lost.
But all too soon, the delicious tension inside of her let go and wave after wave of fulfillment washed over her. Her moan of satisfaction faded to a helpless whimper as her body relaxed and she slowly drifted back to reality.
Only then did she hear Travis groan, then felt him shutter as the spasms of his release overtook him. When he buried his face in the side of her neck and collapsed on top of her, Fin tightened her arms around him, holding him to her in an effort to prolong the feeling of oneness she had with this wonderful man.
As his breathing eased and he levered himself up on his elbows, he gently brushed a strand of hair from her cheek. “Are you all right?”
Smiling, she cupped his strong jaw with her palm. “That was, without a doubt, the most incredible experience of my life.”
His low chuckle as he rolled to her side and gathered her to him sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through her. “If I have my way, it’s just the first of many incredible experiences we’re going to have this weekend.”
A shiver of delight streaked up her spine. “I’m going to hold you to that, cowboy.”
“I’d rather have you hold me to you,” he said, brushing her lips with his. “And while you’re holding me, we’re going to have another one of those incredible experiences.”
She felt his body stir against her thigh and her own body answered with a delicious tightening in the pit of her stomach. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she smiled. “I’m holding you against me.”
His promising grin caused her heart to race. “Honey, I’m about to amaze both of us.”
And to her delight, he did just that.
Holding Fin as she slept, Travis stared at the ceiling above his bed and tried to figure out what was going to become of them. They were treading in an area that could very well spell disaster for all concerned.
If it was just between the two of them, the stakes wouldn’t be nearly as high.
They could explore what was happening between them and if it didn’t work out, they could go their separate ways with a minimum of fuss.
But it wasn’t just the two of them. There was Jessie and the baby to think about. Whatever happened between him and Fin affected them as well.
Fin had told him up front that she wasn’t good at relationships and he’d told her the truth when he’d said he wasn’t looking for one. And he hadn’t been.
After his wife died, he’d been sure that he’d never care for another woman the way he had for Lauren. But he was beginning to think that he might have been a little hasty in that assumption.