“You feel so good, Lacey.” He groans, thrusting in and out of me. My whole body responds to the sound of his voice like I’m trained to react to him and only him. His massive girth fills me in a way I’ve never felt. Sex has always been so-so for me, until tonight. I’m afraid Bond’s ruined me; I could never tolerate mediocre sex again.
Which is why you’re going to make sure and keep him around.
Damn, my brain! I just want to enjoy this. Then, as if some strange face is listening, Bond rolls over onto his back. I straddle him, sitting slowly until he fills me up completely. I gasp, basking in a state of pleasure I haven’t felt…maybe ever?
It doesn’t take long for us to find a rhythm. I grind my hips into him, crushing my nub against his coarse pelvis. He fills me up perfectly, and before I know it, the familiar wave of pleasure quakes deep inside of me.
Tingles erupt all over my body, and I know it’s time. “I’m coming, Bond.”
“Me too, baby.” He pulls me closer and latches his lips onto mine, our tongues dancing as I climax, knowing he too is coming alongside with me.Thatis another first for me.
We catch our breaths, laughing a little at our situation, and before I know it, Bond is hard all over again. While I’m exhausted and my body aches from experiencing such pleasure, I know I have to take advantage of this moment.
“We can always just stay up until it’s time to go?” I say, tracing a circle between the grooves of his pec muscles.
He wraps his arms around me, pressing into me from behind. “You read my mind.” He groans into my ear, and I lose myself in his body once more.
* * *
Bond endsup dozing off around four, but I figure it’s good he gets a little sleep before the drive. According to my phone, we’re less than three hours away. No news from Mick, which means my sister is still in the throws of labor—God bless her.
Unable to sleep, I finally wake Bond up around six. His long lashes flutter against his cheeks, and when he looks at me, I swear his eyes are even greener than before. “Morning,” I whisper.
“What time is it?”
“Just after six.”
“Shit, I fell asleep.”
“Yeah,” I say, “but you sort of earned it.” My cheeks flush just thinking about last night. Bond reaches for my hand, pulling me back into the bed with him. I nuzzle into the warmth of his bare chest. “I wish we had more time.”
“Lace, we do.” He stares into my eyes, brushing my hair away from my face. “We have all the time in the world.” I glance at the clock, about to interject. A smile spreads across his lips. “I don’t mean today. We have to get back so that you can meet that baby.”
“Who isn’t here yet!” I cross my fingers, feeling a little guilty about making love to a burly lumberjack all night instead of texting with my brother-in-law. I start to get up, but Bond squeezes my hand.
“I meant when we get back to Thunder Mountain.”
“I know what you meant.” My serious tone surprises even me.
“Is that an option?”
“Of course it is, Bond,” I say, sounding uncertain. “But…”
“But what?”
“What if this is all just a fun, spur-of-the-moment adventure? What if we get back and you realize that I’m not spontaneous like I was last night? That, in fact, I’m quite boring.” Saying the words makes me feel like a total loser.
“Lacey.” Bond sits up, and I’m once again awestruck by his insanely toned torso. Growl! “I don’t need excitement.”
“Is that supposed to be a compliment?”
Bond laughs, then licks his lips, causing me to hang on to his every word. “I think you’re great, just like you are. Life, for me, isn’t about excitement. It’s about friends, family, and stability. As far as I’m concerned, those things grant me more freedom than excitement ever could.”
My heart flutters in my chest. The strange thing is that I believe him. That for the first time in my life, I’m pretty sure I could settle in with a man like Bond and actually be happy…content. Because to me, heisthe excitement.
“We’ll talk about it over dinner,” I say, finally pulling myself away from him.
His eyes dance, and I realize that no man has ever looked at me like Bond is looking at me right now. “Sounds like a plan, but right now. We’ve got to get our asses back home.”