Simon laughed. “I think you’re the one who has to be reminded of that.”
Her eyes widened in feigned surprise. “You’re so arrogant!”
“Are you complaining?”
To show him how desperately she wanted him, she hooked her leg around his waist until he was between her legs. “No. Definitely not.”
He took her mouth, his tongue prying her lips apart.
A muffled moan sounded in the back of her throat and she wrapped her arms around his muscular torso. Being under the weight of his hot, hard body already felt so good. So right. Like their bodies were made for each other.
She returned the kiss, her tongue dueling with his. The sensation of his mouth on hers was too delicious for words. Gary had never kissed her like this. Her ex-husband always treated kissing like some obligation he had to get through to get what he wanted. But Simon kissed like he never ever wanted to stop. Like kissing alone would be enough to satisfy him.
Reluctantly, she ended the kiss to ask, “Do you still want to do this?”
“More than want,” he breathed. “I need you, Heather. If you feel the same way—”
“I need you, too.” Their eyes met, and she was suddenly lost in his blue gaze. A fire was blazing in his eyes and already it was consuming her. “I’m ready.”
Simon thrust into her, so hard and deep that she thought she would orgasm on first contact. But she didn’t. Pleasure made her clench around him and he groaned loudly.
Her nails dug into his back as another thrust sent more pleasure through her. “Oh fuck.”
She bit back a moan, remembering that they had to be quiet.
But with her legs wrapped tightly around him, he rocked deeper and deeper into her. Little explosions of ecstasy were making her body tremble. Her breath came out in frantic pants and she lifted her hips in time to his thrusts. They had found a rhythm now, and it felt so good she tightened around him again.
A muffled groan escaped his throat and she stared up at him. Sweat had already formed on his brow and his eyes were locked on hers.
Bliss took hold and she was on the edge. One more hard thrust made her come so fast she felt like her heart would hammer right out of her chest.
Simon came right after her, his hold on the sheets so tight that his knuckles turned white. He pulled away from her and lay on his back, his body covered in sweat.
“We weren’t too loud, were we?” he asked between breaths.
She laughed before she could cover her mouth with her hand. “I’d give us a C-plus.”
“Maybe we should take a make-up test,” he said.
She let out another breathless laugh and then turned on her side to face him. Her entire body was still in a state of ecstasy and she wasn’t ready to go to sleep. Not yet. “How about that tea?”
“Are you trying to have an excuse to keep me here?” A smile played on his lips.
“Yes.”
“Heather, you don’t need an excuse. I want to spend the night with you,” he said. “If that’s okay?”
“It’s totally okay,” she said. “I was thinking maybe we could talk about the next step for us?” It was nerve-wracking to put her cards on the table like this, but she didn’t want to play games anymore. Knowing that Simon cared had taken her by surprise. One small gesture revealed more than his words ever had.
Another smile. “You mean have a real conversation about us?”
“Yeah.” She nodded. “Maybe we don’t have to put an end to things so quickly.”
“That’s the best news I’ve heard in ages. Because I want to see where this goes, too.” His lips brushed against her forehead. “Yes, we can talk. But how about we talk in the morning when we’re well-rested?”
“Sounds good.”
“Great,” he said. “In the meantime, you can rest while I get the tea.” Before she could refuse him, Simon rolled out of bed and stood up.
“No, Simon. If my son wakes up and sees you he might get confused,” she said.
Realization flickered across his face. “Or he might get scared if he sees some guy he barely knows in his house,” he murmured. “Okay. You get the tea and I’ll try to look presentable.”