The Taming of Ryder Cavanaugh by Stephanie Laurens

Author:Stephanie Laurens [Laurens, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2013-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

Some indefinable time later, sufficient consciousness resurfaced to shape his first coherent thought: Was he crushing her?

Even as the question formed, his senses registered the slow, gentle touch of her fingers stroking his hair. For long moments, eyes closed, he simply savored; if he’d been the lion most likened him to, he would have purred.

He couldn’t recall ever feeling this degree of postcoital glow.

He dwelled on the feeling for several smug seconds, but as his senses expanded and registered the glory of her very female body lying surrendered and thoroughly possessed beneath him, some part of him insisted he had to take his weight off her. Surrendering to the compulsion, he shifted his arms and eased up. Looking down at her face, he murmured, “Are you all right?”

She didn’t open her eyes, but her lips curved in a smile that reinforced the words. “I’m de-light-fully splendid.” Her hand resting on his shoulder gently squeezed. “Thank you.”

The degree of triumph he felt was ridiculous. “It was entirely my pleasure.”

A spurt of soft laughter escaped her. “We could go on for ages if I tried to cap that, so I won’t.”

“Good thinking.” He started to ease back, to withdraw from the slick sheath still lightly gripping.

Her legs, which had at some point risen to grip his flanks, tightened, along with her sheath. “Must you?”

He looked back at her face; she still hadn’t opened her eyes, but there was not a single tense line marring the madonna-like bliss stamped over her features. “No, but aren’t I too heavy for you?”

She shook her head, dark curls whispering across his pillow. “I feel like Goldilocks. You’re just right. I like the feel of you on me, inside me—I like the hardness and the heat.”

Arguing with that . . . was impossible. With a soft grunt, he let himself back down, not entirely as he had been before, but enough to satisfy her as well as him.

Relaxing again, he settled with his head beside hers, and she resumed her gentle stroking of his hair.

Sensing that remarkably intense satiation rolling back, he mumbled, “I’ll have to take you home fairly soon.”

“Hmm,” was all Mary said. Her boldness had gained her far more than she’d hoped. Her lips curved lightly. “Soon.”

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