“It’s pure insanity. But yes, I want to make love with you, Hunter.”
Chapter Seven
At Callie’s admittance that she wanted to make love with him, Hunter’s heart slammed against his rib cage so hard he was surprised it hadn’t jumped right out of his chest. Throughout the night he’d lain with her in his arms, and with each tick of the clock her soft body and sweet womanly scent had increased the tension he’d been fighting from the moment he’d laid eyes on her. But when she’d awakened and stared up at him with her sexy violet eyes, he’d become harder than he’d ever been in his life and could no more have stopped himself from tasting and touching her than he could stop the sun from rising in the east each morning.
But as much as he wanted to sink himself deep inside of her, to hear her call his name as he pleasured her, he couldn’t bear the thought that she might regret one minute of what they would share. “Are you sure that making love is what you really want, Callie?”
His heart stalled and he found himself holding his breath when she closed her eyes and remained silent for several long seconds. Then, to his relief, she opened her eyes and nodded her head.
“I think I’ll go into total meltdown if we don’t.”
Taking a deep breath, he tried to slow the liquid fire racing through his veins. “I know I should have asked this before things went this far, but would your doctor be okay with our making love?”
Her porcelain cheeks colored a pretty pink as she nodded. “The obstetrician has given me the go-ahead for normal activity with no restrictions. And that includes lovemaking.”
Hunter couldn’t believe the level of relief that washed over him. If she’d told him there was even the slightest possibility of a problem or the tiniest bit of discomfort for her, he’d have found some way—no matter how difficult—to walk away. But knowing there was nothing to prevent them from having a pleasurable and satisfying experience sent a fresh wave of heat straight to his groin.
Unfortunately it was short-lived. He hadn’t planned on spending the night with Callie, let alone making love with her, and protection hadn’t even crossed his mind when he’d left the hangar yesterday evening. But he was thinking about it now. Or, more accurately, the lack of it.
But as he gazed at the woman in his arms, he realized there was no possibility of him making her pregnant. And truth to tell, it wouldn’t matter to him if she wasn’t already expecting a child.
The thought of Callie carrying his baby appealed to him more than he could have ever imagined and should have scared the living hell out of him. It was something he didn’t understand, wasn’t entirely comfortable with and, at the moment, didn’t intend to analyze. All that mattered was bringing her pleasure, cherishing her as she was meant to be cherished.
Without a moment’s hesitation he gathered her close and covered her mouth with his. Her soft lips molded to his with a hungry desperation that matched his own and sent fire racing through his veins with the swiftness of a raging river.
When she parted for him to deepen the kiss, Hunter thought his head might come right off his shoulders as she boldly stroked his tongue with hers and engaged him in an erotic game of advance and retreat. She was letting him know that she felt the passion as deeply as he did, that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
Breaking the kiss, he nibbled his way to the base of her throat as he reached for the hem of her gown. “Lift your hips, darlin’,” he whispered against her satiny skin.
When he’d whisked away her panties and thin cotton gown, he quickly removed his boxer briefs, then tossing the garments to the floor beside the bed, gathered her back into his arms. At the feel of her satiny skin against him, desire raced through his veins, and he had to fight an almost uncontrollable urge to cover her with his body and sink himself deep inside of her.
His entire being pulsed with the urgent need to claim her, but he was determined not to rush things no matter what his body demanded. “You feel so soft….” He trailed kisses down the base of her throat, then past her collarbone to the slope of her breast. “So sweet.”
As he teased her with a light swirling motion, the fire of need in his belly grew when she threaded her fingers in his hair and pulled him closer. Arching her back, she gave him better access to the hardened tip, and taking her into his mouth, he chafed her with his tongue and caressed her with his lips.
“P-please, Hunter.”
“Not yet, darlin’.” Moving his hand down her side to her hip and beyond, he cupped her at the apex of her thighs. “I want to make sure you’re ready for me.”
“If I was any more ready…I’d burn to a crisp.” Her voice sounded wispy and breathless and he had no doubt she was as turned-on as he was.
Parting her, he stroked her, then touched her intimately. Her moist warmth and moan of pleasure assured him that she needed him as much as he needed her.
“I want you to promise me something,” he said as he continued to stroke her.
“Anything.” He watched her close her eyes and catch her lower lip between her teeth a moment before she whimpered, “You’re driving me…crazy.”
Her response to his touch heightened his own passion, and he had to take several deep breaths in order to force himself to slow down. “I want you to promise me that if there’s even the slightest bit of discomfort, you’ll tell me.”
“I promise.” When she opened her eyes to gaze up at him, the desire in the violet depths robbed him of breath. “Please…make love to me, Hunter.”
Unable to deny either one of them any longer, he nudged her knees apart and levered himself over her. As he moved his lower body into position, he settled his mouth over hers at the same time he pressed himself forward.
Slowly, carefully, he pushed into her, and the feel of her tight body melting around him as he sank deeper and deeper had him clenching his teeth as he struggled for control. But when she raised her hips for more of him, the slender thread of his restraint snapped and he buried himself completely within her feminine depths.
With every muscle in his body taut with the need to complete the act of loving her, Hunter forced himself to remain completely still. She needed time to adjust to him and he needed time to savor the feeling of being completely one with the most desirable woman he’d ever known.
Gathering her close, he kissed her sweet lips. “I’m going to try to go slow, but I want you so damned much I’m not sure that’s an option.”