intense reaction. She’d come from no more than a spanking, his words and a single touch.
“Sweet Jesus.” He felt mystified and gratified to have found her.
Once her body stilled, he picked her up and placed her on the bed. He lay beside her and smiled when she curled into him easily, resting her head on his chest. Glancing down, he realized he was still fully dressed and fully aroused. She seemed to come to the same realization.
Smiling shyly, she looked up into his face. “Sorry.”
He chuckled at her apology. “Oh, so you noticed I was here.”
“That was amazing.” Her voice was filled with awe.
“Yes, it was.”
“But you didn’t…I mean, you never…you know.”
“The night is still young.”
“Oh, right. But…” She grinned at him and Jon felt his heart stop for a moment. “You’re still dressed.”
“I suppose we should take care of that small fact since it seems to be such a sticking point for you.”
He rose from the bed and pulled his shirt over his head. He heard her sigh as she looked at his chest. He found himself feeling foolishly relieved she found him attractive. He quickly divested himself of his shoes, pants and boxers. Once he was totally naked, he glanced down to look at her face.
She was completely still. Jon noted she’d begun biting her lower lip, a sure sign she was nervous.
“That bad?”
“You’re huge.”
He grinned at her praise and teasingly flexed his arm muscles. “You think so?”
He laughed until he realized she wasn’t smiling. She was never without a smile and he moved quickly to grab her trembling hands in his own. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
“Jon, you’re huge,” she repeated as she turned away from him, hastily covering herself with the comforter on the bed.
“Whoa.” Now that he had her where he wanted her, he refused to allow her to pull away. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?”
“God, look at you. I’m not really sure…”
While he was probably on the large side of average, he’d never had any complaints about his size physically hurting anyone. He struggled not to smile and hoped he never ran into her ex-husband. Apparently Adam was lacking somewhat in the cock department. “It’ll be fine, Blue Eyes. I promise.”
She looked at him suspiciously before blushing furiously. “Shit, I’ve really killed the moment here, haven’t I?”
He grinned at her question but Carly didn’t smile back.
“Jon, this is a mistake. Surely you realize that?”
“Back up, sweetheart. What the hell are you talking about?”
“Um, hello Jon. Take a look at us. We’re too different. I’m at least twenty pounds overweight, my breasts sag and my thighs are thick as tree trunks. Meanwhile, you’ve got honest-to-God washboard abs. I mean, you could be the next James Bond.”
“And what does that have to do with the price of tea in China?”
“I’m about as sexy as a toothbrush. Surely you’re used to women who actually know what to do in the bedroom. I think I just let it slip that my past experiences don’t even come close to measuring up to your expectations.”
“That’s funny. I don’t remember discussing my expectations but since you’ve brought it up, let’s talk about them. I expect you to believe me when I say you’re gorgeous. I expect you to be brave enough to take a chance on what could be the best thing that’s ever happened to either of us. I expect you to trust me when I say you are a fucking wet dream come true and if you really believe all that bullshit you said in the car about guys looking at you as nothing more than a buddy, you’re a damn fool. Why don’t you tell me the real reason you’re backing away from this, Carly? Why can’t you believe me when I tell you you’re beautiful and that I want you?”
Shaking her head, she seemed to be fighting tears. He should feel remorse for his harsh words, but he couldn’t regret them. If she sent him away now, he’d fall apart. Something he’d never