The Expectant Executive

It should have been enough to scare the living hell out of him. But the feel of her soft body pressed to his and the taste of her sweet lips as she returned his kiss made rational thought all but impossible.

As he continued to kiss her, he felt her hands slide down his chest as if she were trying to map every individual muscle. But when her fingers touched his puckered nipple, Travis broke the kiss as he struggled for his next breath.

Falling back against the pillow, he clenched his back teeth together so hard he figured it would take a crowbar to pry them apart as he tried to slow his runaway libido.

“Does that feel as good to you as it does for me when you touch me like this, darling?” Fin asked.

“Oh yeah.” The blood rushing through his veins caused his ears to ring and sent a flash fire straight to his groin.

If he’d had the presence of mind, he would have stopped her before things went any further, but her hands on his body felt so damned good he didn’t even consider it. Then, when her hand drifted lower to trace the narrow line of hair that arrowed down to his navel and beyond, he couldn’t for the life of him force words past his suddenly dry throat.

But as her talented little fingers closed around him to measure his length and girth, then teased the softness below, he felt as if his head might just fly right off his shoulders and he had to concentrate hard on maintaining what little control he had left. A wave of need stronger than anything he could ever imagine threatened to swamp him and when he finally found the strength, he caught her hands in his to stop her tender assault.

“Honey, I don’t want you thinking that I don’t like what you’re doing because believe me, I sure as hell do.” His voice sounded like a rusty gate hinge and he had to clear his throat before he could finish. “But I’m hotter than a young bull in a pen full of heifers and I’m not going to last any longer than a June frost if we don’t slow down.”

Wrapping her arms around him, she smiled. “I love your quaint country sayings, even if I don’t always understand them.”

He laughed, releasing some of the tension that held him in its grip. “One of these days, we’ll have to sit down and I’ll give you a crash course in cowboy lingo. But right now I have other, more pleasurable activities in mind.”

With his hormones better under control, Travis lowered his head to kiss her at the same time he parted her legs with his knee and moved over her. He’d wanted to go slow, wanted their lovemaking to last. But the two-hour ride back to the city in the limo had taken its toll. By the time they’d arrived at his hotel, he and Fin were both aroused to the point of no return and taking things slow wasn’t an option.

He gazed down at the woman in his arms, the woman who was carrying his child. He didn’t think he’d seen a more beautiful sight than the passion glazing her emerald eyes and the soft, welcoming smile curving her lips. “Show me where you want me, Fin.”

The blush of desire painting her porcelain cheeks deepened as without a word she reached down and guided him to her.

As he eased into her and her supple body took him in, his chest swelled with an emotion he wasn’t ready to identify. He felt as if he’d found the other half of himself, the part he’d been missing since the death of his wife. Trying not to think about it, or what it could mean, he set a slow pace and concentrated on bringing them both the satisfaction they needed.

The feel of her surrounding him and the motion of their bodies as they rocked in perfect unison had them racing toward completion. All too soon, he felt Fin’s feminine inner muscles tighten around him a moment before she found her release.

Determined to ensure her ultimate pleasure before he found his own, he thrust into her deeply and watched her eyes widen a moment before she came apart in his arms. Gathering her to him, he let go of his rapidly slipping control to join her. His body shuddered as he gave up his essence and he was certain he felt fireworks light up the darkest corners of his soul.

His breathing harsh, Travis closed his eyes and buried his face in the cloud of her dark auburn hair. He had no idea where they would go from here or how they would work out raising the child they’d created together. But he knew as surely as he knew his own name, he was going to do everything in his power to find the right answers.

And if he had his way, he’d not only be a part of the baby’s life, he’d be a big part of Fin’s life as well.

The following Friday afternoon, Fin sat in her office listening to Chloe fill her in on the current projections from the accounting department and the latest EPH gossip. She was normally interested in anything that could help her push Charisma over the top and make her the new CEO when Patrick retired. But for the past few weeks, she’d been thinking less about her fashion magazine and more about a tall, ruggedly handsome cowboy from the wilds of Colorado.