the taillights disappeared, he strolled toward the
cabin. The door opened the second his foot hit the concrete step
outside.
“Donovan.” Josie stood in the doorframe in a
slinky black dress that hit her mid-thigh and clung to every curve
on her body.
His gaze lowered to the
four-inch black stiletto heels on her feet. “Fuck, you’re
beautiful.” He raised his chin. She’d done something with her hair.
It now lay floating around her shoulders in soft layers. Sexy.
Her lips, painted ruby red, curled, and the
dimple on her right cheek peeked out, breaking the shock. “I wanted
to do something special for you, so I asked Tony if I could stay in
the cabin while he and Jolene traveled to Boulder to see his
parents.”
Her smile grew. “You can have me…any time,
any way that you want.” She stepped back. “I even asked the doctor
last week if it was okay, and he said he’s released you back to
light duty.”
He paused beside her. “You did?”
“I did.” She held out her hand.
Donovan slipped her much smaller hand inside
his. Tears blurred her vision. She had been so afraid that he
wouldn’t survive their night at the river. Despite how critical his
condition was, he’d bounced back rather fast for someone who’d
undergone surgery, a blood transfusion, and four nights in the
hospital.
Candles lit the cabin’s interior, and the
couch was pulled out into a makeshift bed. She led him over to the
bed and pushed him gently down on the edge of the mattress.
She kneeled down and removed one of his
boots. “Do you know why I’m dressed up?”
He shook his head.
“I wanted you to see me how I normally
dress.” She slipped off the other one. “By the time the FBI
delivered me to you after the night at the Casino, they’d issued me
a pair of someone’s sweatpants, shoved a sack of used clothes in my
hands, and I had nothing. None of it was mine. I was given to you,
a stranger, and my life was turned upside down.” She stood back up.
“After I found out that Renfro was shot by one of your guys, they
gave me permission to go back to my apartment.” She reached out and
undid the buttons on his shirt. “I found out something…”
“What?” He shrugged his good shoulder and
slipped his arm out of the shirt.
She laid the shirt behind her on the chair
and returned to him. “All those weeks when I thought I’d lost every
part of my life, I’d actually been given a new life. One that is
better, richer, and filled with so much love that most days I
wonder if I’m dreaming.” She wiggled out of her dress and kicked
off her shoes. “Sometimes, like today, I’d like to dress up for
you. Show you the city girl.” She ran her finger along the top of
the black thong she wore. “But the real me…” She placed her foot on
the bed beside him and rolled down the thigh high stockings she
wore just for him. “I’m someone who prefers to wear nothing at
all.” She removed the other nylon. “I want to bare my soul to
you.”
Donovan groaned. She raised her gaze, afraid
she’d gone too far, and his shoulder hurt. She stepped up between
his knees and ran her hands through his hair. “This is me. I want
to touch your skin against mine…feel your heat.”
He ran his hands up the back of her thigh to
her ass and pulled her forward. His face nuzzled her breasts. “I
love you like this. With nothing standing between us. Just you…and
me.” He fumbled with the buckle on his belt.
Josie leaned over, giving him an eyeful of
her breasts while she undid his jeans for him. He lifted his ass
and pulled them off. She caught her lower lip between her teeth.
His cock stood up, hard and ready. She hooked her thumbs in the
strap of her panties.
“No.” He pulled her back between his legs.
“Leave them on.”
Turning around, she presented her back to
him. He slid his finger down the thin material between her
buttocks. Pulling the strap to the side, he urged her back. She
straddled his legs and lowered herself