that had her ready to discover everything else he could make her feel. She gasped as his one large hand slid up her arm then covered her breast, and instinctively repositioned herself so that she was straddling his thighs.
But when he used those incredible hands to bring her hips closer to his and she realized he was built big everywhere, it struck her that they might not be such a perfect fit after all. Then there was the matter of birth control. She had no preventive supplies on hand. Though her period had just ended and her chances of conception should be close to nil, she knew that wasn't a very trustworthy method.
Despite how aroused he was, he sensed her tension. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get carried away."
"There's no need to apologize. I got as carried away as you did, but, it's just that—"
"It's too soon."
"Yes," she said, relieved that he understood.
"I guess I'd better go."
She nodded her agreement but it took her several seconds to actually get up off his lap so he could rise. They got as far as the door before the desire still thrumming through their bodies fought back. A kiss intended to say good night fanned the flames higher instead.
"Tell me to go," he begged in a hoarse voice.
Right and wrong were suddenly all mixed up. A powerful need, unlike anything she'd ever imagined, obliterated her common sense. All that mattered was getting as close as a man and woman could get, as fast as possible, and to hell with everything else. "Stay," she whispered.
Before she could reconsider, he swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. Barbara didn't have time to think about what had bothered her before. They each made a brief attempt to undress the other, but neither had the patience to do it properly. A few buttons were undone, his pants shoved to his knees, her uniform gathered above her waist, her panties discarded.
Then that part of him that had seemed too large plunged into her body and shot her to the next level of pleasure.
She had always felt that there was some vital piece missing to her personal puzzle, and now she knew what it was. Howard's size was irrelevant. They fit together beautifully, as if their bodies had been formed for this moment.
In mere seconds, her entire concentration was focused on the exquisite tension he was creating within her. She felt her nerves being strung higher and tighter until they exploded in one final burst of sensation. A moment later, he withdrew from her body to complete his own satisfaction.
Experiencing her first genuine climax, along with his obvious concern for her welfare, assured her that Howard was not only her knight in shining armor, but her Prince Charming as well.
Chapter 2
"Please stop worrying," Howard said for at least the tenth time, and gave her another reassuring hug. "My parents are going to love you as much as I do. I guarantee it."
She couldn't explain why she was so upset over the prospect of meeting the two people who had created the most wonderful man in the entire world. Nevertheless, anxiety had set in the moment he suggested she accompany him home to announce their engagement.
As he preferred, they took the train. He even arranged for them to have a private room for the trip. It should have been another memorable, romantic experience for her. Instead, with each mile of track they left behind, her panic increased.
She knew that a large part of her worry stemmed from the fact that they'd only known each other for two weeks. Although it seemed like forever to them, it could be quite a shock to his parents.
That practical thought led to others. There were so many details about the future they had yet to discuss. Oh, they always meant to, but something always got in the way.
They had been apart only five of the last fourteen days, and those five had been pure hell. Now that she had discovered the pleasures of lovemaking, she seemed to require it constantly. No matter how often their bodies came together, it