Page 71 of The Sandbar saga

Chapter 27

Warmth pressed againstRace's back. He opened his eyes, seeing darkness. Without looking or feeling, he knew Katie had crawled into bed with him.

Her arm slipped around him, and she spread her hand over his chest, holding onto him tightly.

"You can't do this," he whispered, not moving.

The front of her thighs hit the back of his legs. His breath hitched. For all her inexperience, she was a sexual female, needing touched, needing reassurance, needing love.

Her hand trailed down the front of him. He inhaled in tiny bursts, the closer she got to his cock. Closing his eyes as her fingers wrapped around his throbbing hardness, he stiffened.

"Katie..." He couldn't tell her to stop what his heart wanted more than anything.

She put her lips to his ear. "One more time. Please," she whispered.

He rolled over and faced her. Cupping her cheek, he strained to see her in the darkness. Unable to view her clearly enough, he stretched his arm out and turned on the lamp on his nightstand. The soft light told him exactly what he already knew.

She'd come to him freely, clearly, and needing what her heart wanted. He caught the strands of hair falling over her cheek and fingered them out of his way.

"I don't want you to end up hating me." He kissed her forehead, inhaling deep. "What I would give to make a future with you possible," he said, more to himself.

She put her hand on his chest. "Through all that I lived through, you found me. Saved me."

His eyes closed an extra beat in protection. It wouldn't matter if miles separated them, he would never be able to go on.

"Love me." She kissed underneath his jaw, trailing her lips to his neck, his chest.

His heavy breathing filled the room. Growling, he rolled her to her back and got on top of her. She'd come to him naked.

"I need to see all of you," he said.

She nodded, and he flung the blanket off them. He took in her round breasts, her slender waist, and the flair between her hips. Moving down, he spread her legs and looked up into her eyes.

She watched him with a nervous gaze, but her labored breathing assured him he had her permission. He pressed a kiss against her lower stomach, taking in her aroused scent. His temple beat in a primal need to make sure he was the only one she allowed to touch her, look at her, be in her.

He'd fantasized, dreamed, and tormented himself with the vision of her. Nothing compared to having her in his bed, magnificently naked.

Rubbing his cheek against her inner thigh, he inhaled a stuttering breath. "I'm going to make love to you with my mouth."

Her hand swept over his hair, encouraging him. Going slowly, he gently kissed between her legs. Drawn to her wetness, he opened his mouth. The first taste of her, coupled with her soft moan, went straight to his balls. His whole body tensed in pleasure.

Sweeping his tongue over her, he found her clitoris and lovingly lapped. Her hips came off the bed. He slid his hands under her butt and held her in place. So receptive and appealing, she thrashed on the bed. It wouldn't take her long to receive the pleasure due to her.

Her legs tightened on his head. He brought her up to his mouth, sucking, licking, plunging his tongue. Closing his eyes, he deliberately remembered every single detail about her.

Over the rest of his life, he would remember right now. That moment when he made love to the one woman who owned his heart.

There would never be another for him. He deserved to live in loneliness, dwelling on the sins that caused him to lose the love of his life.

Katie's breathing escalated and stopped. Her body strained underneath him. He continued to love on her, stroking in the same rhythmic pattern. Opening his mouth, he gave her more pressure, trying to communicate everything with his lips, his tongue, he wasn't willing to say out loud.

She came hard, uncontrolled and violent, the way he'd imagined. He had to suck in a deep breath and exhale in a rush to keep from spilling his come on the bed.

As her tremors slowed and her butt sank into his hands, he wiped his face off on his upper arm and kneeled between her legs. Hovering over her, he lost the fight. She gazed up at him with the acceptance and love they'd shared for most of her lifetime.

"I love you." He lowered his head and kissed her softly. "I've always loved you."

"And, I will always, always love you." Her hand cupped his jaw.