The early December evening was cold. A crisp breeze ruffled Megan’s hair. He reached up and tucked the tormented strands behind her right ear. “Do you finally believe I’ve returned to Trinity Falls for good?”
Megan smiled. “Let’s say I’m willing to consider the proposition.”
He was two for three. “Maybe this will help convince you.” He drew her into his embrace and lowered his mouth to hers.
CHAPTER 26
Megan’s keys fell onto the steps. The sound pulled Ean back to his senses.
“I’m sorry.” He crouched to pick up her keys, then straightened to open the door.
“I’m not.” Megan led him into her home. She locked the door and tossed her keys onto the chaise lounge on the far side of her foyer.
That surprised him. He hooked his jacket onto her coat tree. “Anyone could have seen us, kissing on your doorstep.”
Megan stripped off her coat and hung it beside Ean’s. “Ean, by now, everyone knows we’re sleeping together. If they don’t, they’re just fooling themselves.”
“Is that right?” Ean crossed his arms as he tried to get a read on Megan. She’d been cool and professional during the association meeting, quiet on the walk home. Now she was playful. Why?
“Um-hmm.” She stepped closer to him. “And I’ll tell you something else. You can’t kiss a woman senseless, then apologize and try to change the subject.”
Ean’s body responded to the heat gathering in Megan’s eyes. “Is that what happened? I kissed you senseless?”
Megan unfolded his arms. “You know you did. Would you like to do it again?”
Ean didn’t need to be asked twice. She met him halfway, her mouth parted, lips moist. He swept his tongue inside and felt her sigh. Her body melted against his. He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her slender waist. Seconds—or was it minutes?—later he felt her tugging at his clothes.
He stepped back and pulled his sweater off, letting it drop beside their feet. Megan reached for his belt buckle. Something between a chuckle and a groan rumbled in his chest. “Do you need help?”
“I don’t think so.” Her voice was shaky.
“Then let me help you with yours.” Ean pulled her sweater over her head, then kissed her deeply as he slipped two fingers into her wa
istband to unbutton her pants. Her stomach muscles fluttered beneath his touch.
They kissed and stripped their way to the staircase. Ean paused to take the condoms from his wallet. By the time they reached Megan’s bedroom, they were naked and thoroughly aroused.
Megan pressed Ean onto her mattress, then straddled him. She arched a brow. “I hope you brought more than one condom tonight.”
“Big talker.” Ean handed her the unopened packets.
She sat up, stretching her lithe, nude body toward her nightstand, tossing the packets onto the surface. Ean’s mouth watered.
He reached out to trace her hip. “I love watching you, with or without your clothes.”
“I love watching you, too.”
His smile faded as she traced his erection. She leaned closer to kiss him. Ean caressed her breasts, loving the feel of the soft, warm weight in his hands. He caressed their curves and she moved against him. He pinched their nipples and she pressed closer to him. His erection flexed into her stomach.
Ean held her tighter, shifting on the mattress to put her beneath him. They explored each other, tracing pulses and pleasure points. A kiss, a touch, a taste. Foreplay that carried them to the edge of the tide.
“Are you ready for me?” Ean’s throat was dry. He slipped a finger inside her.
“Yes.” Megan sighed.
Ean reached for a condom on her nightstand. He felt Megan’s small hand clasp his manhood and guide him into her mouth. Her maneuver caught him off guard.
“Just making sure you’re ready for me.” She held his gaze and licked her lips.