Before We Kiss (Fool's Gold #14)

She came over and over, unable to stop. Riding him up and down. She put her hand over his, to keep him rubbing her as she climaxed for what felt like a lifetime. At some point she was pretty sure he got his, but she was so lost, she wasn’t sure.

She’d never felt anything like this. As her release slowed, she found it hard to breathe—maybe because somewhere along the way, she’d started crying.

Dellina wanted to die. It wasn’t enough she’d put on a show. Now she was shaking—and not in a good way—and sobbing. With her luck, she would pee the bed or something next.

But instead of running, Sam pulled her close and held her. He stroked her back and hip and murmured softly. There weren’t words, just sounds. Eventually she calmed enough to catch her breath.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“It’s okay.” He drew her onto her back and settled between her thighs. “It’s okay.”

“It’s not. I’ve never freaked out like that.” She touched his lower lip with her thumb. “Thank you for not running. I wouldn’t have blamed you.”

“I wouldn’t do that.”

Something hard probed between her legs. Before she could figure out what was happening, he was in her again. Hard and filling her.

“Sam?”

“Relax.”

She was going to ask what he was doing. No, not what. That was clear. But why? Hadn’t he already...

But then she realized she was ready for this. Wanted this. She wrapped her legs around his hips and sank into the feelings of him filling her. After last time she would have thought she had nothing left. Instead she came within seconds and he quickly followed, shuddering as he finished.

She opened her eyes. “I don’t understand.”

“Mom left out that part of the pressure point lecture. It’s the orgasm of your life with the added benefit of making you want to do it again.” One corner of his mouth turned up. “I thought calmer might be better for you.”

“Oh. So you’ve done this before. The pressure thing.”

She wasn’t sure why that news disappointed her so much. It wasn’t as if she and Sam were virgins or something.

“I’ve experimented with it,” he told her. “But not like this. Never to climax. As for the aftereffects, I’d only heard about them. I never experienced them myself.” He bent down and whispered in her ear. “We definitely have to try that one again.”

She felt herself blushing. “I don’t think so.”

“Why not? Didn’t you enjoy it?”

“I rode you like an I don’t know what. I screamed. I cried. My enjoying it isn’t the point.”

He frowned. “I think it is. Besides, you were hot. Seriously hot. If I’m ever alone on an island with no female companionship, you’re going to be my only fantasy.”

An unexpected and very strange compliment. But one she liked.

Sam stretched out next to her. She rested her head on his shoulder. He drew her hand to his groin.

“Nothing’s going to happen,” he told her. “But it’s nice to have you touch me.”

“I like it, too.”

They stayed like that a long time. They talked about the day and the success the weekend had been so far. Dellina was able to keep up with the conversation, even as she flashed back to their passionate encounter. As she thought about how Sam had made her feel, she remembered Felicia talking sometime the previous year. The other woman had explained the biology of sexual bonding. That after intercourse, a woman generally felt closer to the man, while he felt a sense of conquest.

If a woman bonded during regular sex, what would happen to her after an experience like she’d just had? Sam had an amazing hold on her body. How difficult was it going to be to keep him from also possessing her heart? Something she happened to know he didn’t actually want.

* * *

FAYRENE SAT IN the passenger seat of the van, Caramel on her lap. The little Pomeranian was exhausted from her time at Castle Ranch. She’d played with the children, discovered goats and had enjoyed the cheese sampling. Fayrene was also tired, but the feeling didn’t come with any sense of accomplishment. Yes, she’d gotten through the two and a half days. But they’d been a lot more work than she’d anticipated.

Ryan was in the back with the boys. He’d been so great with all the kids. He was patient, funny and knew how to defuse nearly any situation, even if that meant calling over Caramel to offer a well-timed doggy kiss.

The van pulled up in front of the hotel and the kids spilled out. Their parents were waiting for them. Fayrene watched all the greetings. The kids seemed happy, the adults were relaxed. Obviously the weekend had been a huge success for Score.