Wild Rain by Donna Kauffman

Author:Donna Kauffman [Kauffman, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780345537904
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2013-01-13T13:00:00+00:00

EIGHT

Jillian woke up slowly. Awareness filtered in in fragments, like pieces of a kaleidoscope falling into place. Memories of Reese kissing her, of her kissing Reese, of her heart pounding and feeling Reese’s pulse race under her lips when she kissed his neck. His hands on her, her hands on him … She remembered Reese slowing things down by getting her to talk, teasing her into recounting stories both funny and sad about her travails as a wildlife rehabilitator.

And at some indefinable point along the way, she’d fallen asleep. Or had she?

Her eyes flew open as it occurred to her what had woken her up. If in fact she could be woken up. The noise. Or more to the point, the total lack of it.

She couldn’t see a thing. But she felt a heavy weight pressing against her chest and abdomen.

“Are we dead?” she whispered, then felt disappointed when the question didn’t sound as absurd spoken outloud as she’d hoped it would.

“God, I hope not,” came a raspy reply.

Reese shifted his head, and the bristle of his beard scraped against her left breast. Her bare left breast.

Before she could react, he turned his head and pulled her nipple into his mouth, having no problem locating it even without a bit of light. As if he’d reached for it before.

More than once.

She arched automatically under his touch as a dozen sensations warred with twice as many questions for her immediate attention. It was a toss-up as to which side was winning the battle, but when he shifted his attention to her other breast things slanted swiftly toward the sensations’ side.

“Reese,” she gasped. Something niggled at the back of her brain … something that had caught her attention, woken her up. What he was doing felt so good. But …

Suddenly she reached down and shoved at his shoulders and head. “Reese, stop.”

“Don’t wanna,” he mumbled against her soft skin. “Let me enjoy heaven before someone figures out they made a mistake and sent me in the wrong direction.”

“The storm, Reese, the storm. Listen!”

With a groan and deep heartfelt sigh that oddly enough made her mouth curl in the beginnings of a smile, he lifted his head. After a silent moment, he said, “It’s over.”

Jillian wanted to believe that almost as much as she wished Reese would go back to what he’d just been doing. She shook off the last vestiges of the seductive drowsiness of her waking moments.

“How do you know it’s not just the eye passing over us?” she asked, listening hard for any signs that the storm still raged. She heard nothing.

“Been too long. It’s over.”

“We made it?” She whispered the question, as if afraid Ivan was still hovering outside and might overhear that he’d unknowingly left a survivor or two.

“Yeah, mite. We made it.”

Her thoughts instantly shifted to Cleo. Had she survived as well? Jillian immediately began to struggle to crawl out from under Reese. Her progress was stopped short when he pinned her back down with strong hands on her shoulders.

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