Page 70 of Then Came You

“I’m glad.”

She licked her lips, and his gaze went right there. Then he slowly dipped his head down and kissed her. Her lips were warm and soft, just like the rest of her as she nestled into his side.

After a few minutes of gentle exploration, he deepened the kiss, his tongue meeting hers amidst a flood of sensations. Her feminine scent surrounded him, and she tasted as good as she smelled. Her body was warm and pliant, and she seemed more open to him than ever before.

Suddenly she broke their kiss. “Take me to bed, Sam.”

His eyes went wide. He’d expected that they’d have sex tonight, but he’d planned on having it here on the couch like before. He certainly hadn’t expected to be invited into her bedroom so soon.

He searched her eyes for any sign of doubt, and finding none, he stood up with her cradled in his arms.

“Last door on the left,” she said.

Cocoa trotted down the hall behind him, but when Sam reached the bedroom door, the dog halted. Sam didn’t pause to consider why. He simply entered the room and kicked the door shut behind him.

The bedroom was dark except for a sliver of light that came in through the crack of the curtains. He gently laid her on the bed and then crawled up beside her.

They resumed kissing like their lives depended on it, and he was glad it was too dark to look around the room. He didn’t need any reminders of Owen right now.

Instead, he pressed his body as close to hers as possible until he became so overheated he had to pull back.

“Too many clothes,” he explained, breathing hard.

“I agree.”

His hands went to the top button of her pajama top, and he slowly undid each button, determined to take his time. When he spread the top open, he growled.

“Do you like it?”

“Hell, yeah. Is this what you bought today?”

“Among other things.”

She was wearing a pale pink bra, if it could even be called that. It was completely sheer, so he could see her nipples clearly even in the dim light. The hard peaks strained against the material like they were begging to be released, but he wasn’t done looking yet. Instead, he traced each bud with his fingertip while she squirmed beneath his touch.

Then he bent his head down and sucked on a nipple through the bra. She arched her back and moaned, and the sound was like music to his ears. After repeating the treatment on her other breast, he kissed his way down her torso until he reached the waistband of her pajama bottoms.

She glanced down at him, and since she looked agreeable, he tucked his fingers into her bottoms and began to slide them down.

“Leave my panties on.”

He popped his head up.

“I want you to see the matching set.”

“Ah. Okay,” he said, feeling relieved she hadn’t changed her mind.

After he’d removed her bottoms, he sat back on his haunches to get a better look. Her panties were the same color and material as her bra, which meant he could basically see everything.

She came up on her elbows, presumably to gauge his reaction, but he’d temporarily lost his voice. Instead, he brought a hand up and swiped his finger over her seam.

It was too much. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He stayed on his knees and whipped off his shirt and then went to work on his pants.

Gillian quietly watched him disrobe, sucking in a breath when his erection sprang forth. Somehow he remembered to remove a condom from his jeans pocket before tossing the pants aside.

He started to crawl over her, but she held out her hand. “I think you better put that on.”

“Already?” His voice sounded funny, but so had hers.