Rose’s legs trembled. She spread them wider, giving Donovan better access to her. She sensed him watching her but didn’t care. Desire flooded her body. With every stroke of his finger, Rose’s muscles tightened, pulling harder and harder, going deeper and deeper. Growing in intensity. Her hips pumped, chasing the craving. Rose’s lips parted in a gasp at the sweet pleasure-pain. Her legs tensed and her muscles stiffened. Then her body burst as pleasure exploded inside and over her. Rose threw her arms around Donovan and held him tight.
“Oh, my.” Rose gasped for breath. “I’m so sorry. I came too quickly. It’s been a little while. I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t apologize.” Donovan laid a finger over her lips. “You were beautiful.”
Donovan shifted down her body. He covered her chest and shoulders with kisses. Over and over he repeated, “So beautiful.” Under his attention, her body began to relax again.
“You’re so beautiful, Rose.”
She gave him a dreamy smile. “And you’re so handsome. And talented. Magic.”
Donovan drew her breast into his mouth. Rose gasped. She cupped the back of his clean-shaven head to urge him closer. He suckled her deeper. Rose dampened. She bit her lower lip as the pleasure intensified. Her legs moved restlessly. Donovan’s teeth grazed her nipple. Her back arched. He stroked her tip with his tongue. Her hips pumped. Donovan released her right breast to minister to the other. Rose squeezed her eyes shut.
“Van, come in me now. Come in me now.” She’d never begged before, but she was willing to now.
“Soon, Rose. I promise you. Soon.” Donovan continued to trail kisses down her torso. He licked her navel and bit the side of her hip.
Rose’s hips lifted. She wanted him in her. She needed to feel him. She had to—
Donovan cupped her hips, rose onto his knees and brought her to his mouth. Rose gasped at the unexpected caress. Donovan’s tongue was rough against her spot as he stroked her. Rose pressed her head back against the pillow—hard—as her body shook with sensation. He kissed her. Licked her. His tongue moved in and around her. Rose clutched the bedsheets in her fists as her body rocked with pleasure. Her nipples hardened, and her thighs tensed. Her blood rushed in her ears. Her body was covered with sweat. Her muscles stretched tight until they burned. She pressed herself harder against him, opening wider. And then it happened. The thunder of completion rolled through her again. Wave upon wave of explosions. Her body shivered, then shook. She grabbed the pillow beside her, pressed it to her face and screamed.
Finally, Rose caught her breath. She removed the pillow from her face. Donovan was seated on the side of the bed, preparing to put on a condom.
“Let me.” Rose rolled to her knees and extended her hand for the packet. Her body was satiated, languid and loved.
“Thanks.” He knelt on the bed in front of her.
“You have amazing self-control.” She unrolled the condom on his erection, using the task to avoid looking into his eyes.
“I wanted to love you.” He buried his fingers in her hair and brought her closer for his kiss.
Amazingly, Rose was becoming aroused. Again. She pulled away from his kiss. “Now let me love you, hardworking man.”
Donovan’s eyes flared with hunger. Rose nudged him onto the mattress, then straddled him. She took her time loving his torso with licks and kisses. A touch here. A nip there. His big body shook between her thighs. From her. She was the focus of his desire. Rose felt sexual and powerful as she’d never felt before.
She straightened and guided him to the entrance to her core. Donovan shut his eyes hard as she slowly lowered herself onto his erection. He felt so good, pushing into her. Rose’s nipples pebbled. Her muscles hummed. What was it about this man that had her on hair-trigger arousal?
Donovan’s big hands gripped her thighs. Rose squeezed and stroked his muscle with her body. She picked up her rhythm and Donovan rocked with her. He panted and pressed his head deeper against his pillow as though struggling to hold on. Rose held him tighter to push him a little closer to the edge. She arched her back, clenching her muscles around him. Then he touched her. All of her senses collected in that one spot where his thumb rubbed her. He shifted his hips to deepen the pressure on her. Rose went wild. Her body convulsed as the climax shot through her. And with three powerful thrusts, Donovan followed.
Rose collapsed onto him, and he held her tight. She heard his heartbeat galloping in his chest. Hers was doing the same. She kissed the spot above his heart, then laid her cheek against his chest. Donovan kissed the top of her head, and then rested.
This was loving. Rose sighed much later as she spooned against Donovan on his king-size bed. She was exhausted. Instead of leaving now, she’d get up early to drive home and dress for work.
She’d never imagined she’d have three orgasms in one night. Perhaps Benjamin had been too sated from those other women to even try. With Benjamin, they’d had foreplay, then they’d had sex and afterward, they’d go to sleep. Rose had been satisfied. But she’d never been loved. Not like this. And she’d never be loved like this again. She pressed her face against her pillow and let the tears flow.
Chapter 12
On Friday afternoon, Donovan’s cell phone buzzed on the desk beside his keyboard. His pulse bounced. Let it be Rose. He’d already left two messages for her. He couldn’t leave a third. But his hopes were crushed when he recognized Cecil’s work phone number on his caller identification. Why was the younger man calling him? Their legal subcommittee had completed their assignment successfully. Donovan was keeping his position as board president. They didn’t have anything more to discuss.
“Van Carroll.” Donovan wanted to keep this short. He had a lot of work to do. And Rose might be trying to call.
“Van. It’s Cecil Lowell.”
“What can I do for you, Cecil?” Donovan prodded the conversation along.
“Listen, I got your email this morning with the, uh, city council’s response. Nice work.”
Other members of the legal subcommittee had responded to the group email. They hadn’t felt a need to call Donovan directly; neither had members of the board. Why had Cecil? “Thanks. But this was a team effort. We all did good work.”