taking all of him again. She felt so
damn good. And as he continued to pump in and out, the sounds of pleasure she
made hyped up his arousal even more.
Aspen gripped his biceps and lifted
her legs to either side of his hips. She squeezed her inner muscles as she
matched him stroke for stroke. Taylor could no longer keep the slow and steady
pace he’d set. He thrust faster, harder, his climax building at the base of his
spine. He groaned, but with the pleasure rioting through his body, it came out
half as a purr. His ability to keep his cat side hidden slipped. He usually had
no problem keeping it hidden from the woman he was with.
Taylor was almost at the point of
no return when Aspen let out a keening moan. Her pussy rhythmically clutched
and released the entire length of his cock. It had his climax roaring to meet
him. He pumped his hips faster as his orgasm overtook him. He spilled deep
inside her, giving her everything he had.
After it was over, Taylor collapsed
on top of Aspen. She wrapped her arms around his back and held him tight. They
both were breathing hard. He turned his head and kissed the side of her neck.
One time wasn’t going to be enough. Being with Aspen was the best sex he could
ever remember having. He definitely wasn’t prepared to let her go once they arrived
in Anchorage.
* * * * *
The sound of an unfamiliar alarm
clock going off made Aspen jerk awake. She lifted her head and looked around,
at first not remembering where she was. It wasn’t until her gaze landed on the
man who lay next to her that it all clicked into place.
She rubbed her eyes as Taylor
reached over and shut the alarm off. She stared at his naked chest once he
turned onto his back. She’d touched every inch of his body during the night,
had learned all the planes and angles of it. They’d made love three times.
Aspen would have gone for another round, but Taylor had said they’d better get
some sleep since he wanted to get an early start on the road in the morning. He
wanted to push through to Anchorage with no long rest stops.
Her gaze landed on the cougar head
pendant he wore around his neck. During their lovemaking it had come to rest on
her skin more than once, and she swore it warmed against her. Though it was
possible it only retained Taylor’s body heat. The man was a living, breathing furnace.
Taylor turned his head and gave her
a smile. “Morning. Did you sleep okay?”
After a yawn, she nodded. “As can
be expected in a motel room. The bed isn’t all that comfortable. And waking up
this early sucks.”
He chuckled. “The ache in my back
can attest to the uncomfortable mattress. I know it’s not much later than dawn,
but if we want to get to Anchorage before it’s really late, we should leave
shortly.”
“I know that, but my body is still
complaining about it.”
Taylor rolled toward her and gave
her a kiss. “Well, you’ll have to tell that sexy body of yours it can sleep
later. We need to get up. You can have the shower first.”
“Or to save time we can take one
together.”
A flash of desire showed in
Taylor’s eyes before he shook his head. “Not going to happen. If I get you in
there, I’ll be doing all the things I still want to do to your body. We’ll have
to save that for another time.”
That was something for her to look
forward to then. “It was worth a shot. I won’t take too long since you want to
get going.”
Aspen threw back the covers and
walked naked to the bathroom. She looked over her shoulder at Taylor before she
went inside. He lay in the bed with his hands under his head, his gaze on her.
And seeing how the sheets over his hips were tented, he appeared to like what
he saw. She gave a wistful sigh before she closed herself in the smaller room.
Once she had the shower at the
temperature she wanted, Aspen stepped inside the bathtub and under the warm
spray. Spending the night with Taylor was something she’d never regret. He was
a generous lover with a body she
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