The Last Single Maverick by Christine Rimmer

Author:Christine Rimmer
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-07-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Later, as they soaked in the suite’s jetted bathtub, he fed her the chocolates the maid had left on her pillow.

Leaning back against his broad chest, trapped between his bare, muscular thighs, feeling loose and easy and totally decadent, she let the lovely bittersweet treat melt on her tongue. “I could get used to this.”

“Me, too.” His voice was a fine, dark rumble in her ear. And along her spine, she could feel the rise and fall of his chest with every breath he took.

She turned her head to him.

He leaned to the side to reach her mouth. And he kissed her. “Um. Chocolate.” He offered her a sip of the champagne he’d ordered from room service. She took it, laughing when some of it spilled, those lovely, fizzy bubbles straying down her chin. He said, “I think I’m getting…ideas.”

She laughed again. “I feel you.” She wiggled back against him. “Oh, my…”

He groaned. “You’ll kill me.”

“With pleasure…” She rolled, floating up, settling against him again, but this time facing him. “What have we here?” she teased, as she found him under the water and wrapped her eager fingers around him.

He made a rough, wordless sound.

She kissed him as she stroked him.

That didn’t last long. A few minutes later, he was gathering her to him, getting his legs under him, rising from the tub, heedless of the water splashing over the sides. He carried her into the bedroom, where he turned so she could reach the nightstand.

She knew what he wanted her to do. Laughing, she grabbed one of the condoms. “We’re dripping water everywhere.”

So he carried her back into the bathroom, where he boosted her up onto the long counter between the double sinks.

“Oh, my,” she said so softly, as he filled her for the second time.

He captured her lips in a long, sweet, wet kiss as he took her over the moon again.

By two in the morning, they had used the last condom. They were back in the bed by then.

She cuddled up close to him and whispered, “I don’t want to go to sleep. I don’t want to waste a moment of the time we have left.”

They spoke of their childhoods. He told her more about his brothers, about the battles between them and also the good times growing up.

She told him about her best friend when she was twelve. “Her name was Jane Ackerman. She dumped me our freshman year to get in with the popular kids.”

“You weren’t popular in high school?” He shook his head. “I don’t believe it.”

“I was shy.”

“No way.”

“Oh, yeah. And lonely—I told you that the first night I met you.”

He answered tenderly. “That’s right. I remember.”

“I never felt like I fit in, you know? I was something of a misfit, I guess you could say.”

“And just look at you now.”

She rested her head on his warm, strong chest, where she could hear the steady beating of his generous heart. “You always make me feel so good about myself. Like I could do anything I wanted to do.

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