The Husband She Couldn't Remember (TB4) by Shayne Maggie

Author:Shayne, Maggie [Shayne, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Series, Nonfiction, Contemporary, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Harlequin Treasury-Silhouette Intimate Moments 90s
Published: 2011-07-15T07:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 8

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It was heaven and hell at once when Penny wrapped her arms around him, held him as if she would never let go, kissed him in a way he hadn't been kissed since the day he'd lost her. The way he'd dreamed of so often these past two lonely years.

But he couldn't deny her. He knew the crippling pain she was feeling right now, because he felt it, too. And like Penny, he wanted to remember. He wanted to make love to her and make the rest of this nightmare disappear. He wanted to hold her again, like before.

He turned to lay her down, gently on the bed, and with his eyes he asked if she was sure, and without a word she told him she was. She reached up with trembling hands to unbutton his shirt. And when she pushed it open, her palms slid across his chest, and he closed his eyes in agonizing pleasure.

The shirt slid from his shoulders, and he bent over her to reciprocate. He peeled her blouse away, and tossed it to the floor, and freed her of the bra she wore, throwing that aside, as well. And then he looked at her, lying there in nothing more than a pair of Chelsea's jeans. And her breasts were as small and round and perfect as he remembered. He closed his hands over their warmth, and Penny closed her wet eyes.

His mouth watered for her. He lay down on the bed beside her, and kissed her mouth again, and then he slid lower to kiss her body. Her breasts were warm and salty against his lips, and their peaks stiffened on his tongue. She arched her back as he suckled her, and her fingers tangled in his hair as she held him close to her.

He flattened one palm to her belly, and slid his fingers beneath the waistband of her jeans. She reached between them to caress the swollen hardness beneath his. Ben stopped breathing. "I want you," he whispered. "I've dreamed of this…"

"I have, too … only … I could never remember when I woke. But I wanted to remember, Ben."

He freed the button and zipper of her jeans so he could slide his hand deeper. And when he found the soft moistness between her legs, he touched her there, the way she liked. Her hips arched, pressing her against his hand, and she sighed deep and raggedly.

He kissed her, pulled her body tight to his and worked her jeans lower. And somehow she managed to undress him, as well. And then he was lowering himself over her, slipping inside her. Feeling as if he'd come home after a long, long journey, he moved deeper into her body. She wrapped her legs around his and held him there, lying still, opening her eyes and staring up into his. And for just a moment he thought he saw the old Penny there. The look of love, shining from her eyes just the way it had done before.

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