“What did you have in mind?”
“I was hoping you could replace my negative memory of heights with a positive one.” She continued to move backward until there was nowhere to go. A gasp escaped her as she realized nothing stood between her and a fifteen-story drop but inch-thick glass.
The arms Sebastian slid around her tensed as if he was ready to pull her to safety at the first sign of trouble.
She concentrated on Sebastian’s strength and concern, refusing to be ruled by fear. The sensation of chilly glass against her back and hot male against her breasts and stomach was far more powerful than any phobia.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?”
“It will be if you make the memory sensational.”
The lips that grazed hers wore a smile. “I can do that.”
She felt the urgent bite of his hands on her hips and butt as he trailed his tongue across her lower lip. She grabbed fistfuls of his hair and pushed up on tiptoe as his mouth seized hers, stealing the air from her lungs before sharing his breath with her.
Urgent, wordless moans erupted from her throat as he lifted her off her feet. She clutched his shoulders, legs parting wide, and wrapped her thighs around his hips as he settled her onto his engorged shaft. They both growled in appreciation at the snug fit of their bodies.
Sebastian rocked against her powerfully, driving her pleasure higher. Missy held on to him for dear life and wondered at the strength of the passion between them. How could he make her so wild with so little effort?
Astonished to feel another surging orgasm ripping through her, Missy called his name and heard Sebastian groan in masculine appreciation. He drove deep into her, his hips pulsing frantically as he neared his own completion. While wave after wave of sensation rolled through her, Sebastian’s fingers bit down hard on her hips as he came.
He sagged against her, pinning her to the window. The drop that had terrified her moments before now filled her with delight. She might not be ready to go bungee jumping or skydiving, but she’d make love with Sebastian in a skyscraper anytime.
He stroked the hair from her face and bussed her cheek. “How was that?”
“Fabulous,” she retorted weakly, leaning her head back against the glass. “Thanks to you, I’m now a fan of heights.”
“Glad I could help.” His voice soft with amusement, he kissed her temple. “Give me a second and I’ll put you down.”
“Don’t hurry on my account. I’m quite comfortable.” She tightened her inner muscles around him and he shuddered. If she’d been able to see his expression, Missy knew for certain it would make her grin.
Her heartbeat had almost returned to normal by the time he eased free of her body and set her back on her feet.
“Come back to bed.” He towered over her.
“I really have to go,” she began. Her proclamation ended in a sharp cry as he hoisted her off her feet and carried her back to bed fireman style.
“Stay a while longer. I’ll make it worth your while.”
“Worth my while?” Missy rolled onto her stomach, a mild but satisfying ache in every muscle, and buried her face in the mattress. “I don’t think I can take much more.”
“Oh, you might be surprised,” he said, joining her on the bed. “We’ll rest a while and then see how you’re feeling.”
He sounded so pleased with himself she picked up her head to scold. “You are completely insatiable.”
“I’m insatiable?” He settled on his back beside her, hands behind his head, and smirked. “Who’s been having orgasms at the drop of a hat?”
Kicking her feet in the air, she threaded the sheets between her fingers. “So you’re a great lover. Quit bragging.”
“I don’t think it has anything to do with my skills.” He leaned over for a quick kiss. “I think we have great chemistry.”
“For another four days,” she reminded him. “Then, it’s back to Houston and what happened in Vegas…”
“Stays in Vegas.” Suddenly serious, he took her hand and kissed her palm. “What if I don’t want it to end?”
She froze. Her entire body flushed hot, then cold. Goose bumps broke out on her skin. “It has to.”
“Does it? Until two days ago, you’ve had a knack of keeping me on track and calm.”