Page 99 of The Cowboy's Unshakeable Love

“I love you.” He grinned. “And now that we’re straight about that, can I help you get rid of that night shirt?”

She laughed. “Please do. And you might as well deal with the panties while you’re there – it’ll be quicker if you do it.”

He pulled the T-shirt that she wore to sleep in over her head and then grinned at her before he dove under the covers. He struggled trying to get her panties down for a few moments before he popped his head back out and asked, “Are you attached to these things?”

“The panties? No. Why?”

He disappeared again, and she didn’t know how he managed it, but the next time he emerged from under the covers, he had a big grin on his face, and a strip of torn pink cotton that used to be her underwear between his teeth.

She had to laugh. “I wish I had a camera right now – you look so damn pleased with yourself.”

He nodded happily. “I am.”

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and he dropped a kiss on her lips. When he lifted his head, his eyes twinkled as he asked, “You ready for this, darlin’?”

“So much more than ready.”

“I’ve been thinking about this ….”

“And you know I have, but it’s finally time to stop thinking – and talking – about it. Please?”

“Patience. I’m not talking about waiting any longer. I’m saying that we need to figure out how this is going to work.”

She laughed. “I think we both know that – and in case you’ve forgotten, it’s just a case of inserting tab A into hole B.”

He rolled his eyes. “And here I was hoping to make this something special. I’m not talking about the mechanics. At least,not those mechanics. I mean your leg. I thought maybe we should put you on top, but that’s not going to work, is it?”

She shook her head slowly. “No. I wouldn’t be able to …” She rolled onto her back and spread her legs. “This would work though.”

He gave her a rueful smile. “This is getting less romantic by the minute.”

“At this point, I’m way past romance and finesse, I just want … I want … you.”

His expression was so gentle as he propped himself up on one elbow. “And I want you. I just don’t want to hurt you.”

She opened her mouth to speak but closed it again when he trailed his fingers down her throat and continued to her breasts. The sight of his big hand and tattooed forearm against her pale skin sent goosebumps racing over her skin. When he teased her nipple, she closed her eyes and moaned.

Then, he trailed his fingers down over her stomach, and when his fingers traced her entrance, she bit down on her bottom lip.

“You’re wet,” he breathed.

“You sound surprised.”

“I thought …”

“That I might need warming up? I’ve been simmering on the edge of boiling over for the last few weeks. I … Oh!”

She gasped when he dipped his finger inside. He started to pump in and out and her hips moved in time with him. It felt as though every nerve ending in her body came alive as her inner muscles gripped his finger.

He cocked an eyebrow, and she shook her head.

“I’m not saying that this doesn’t feel wonderful – it does. But I want you.Allof you.” She touched his hot, hard length, but he shifted away from her.

“I …”

“If you’re about to say that you won’t last long, and you want to save it for when you’re inside me, then you’ll understand how I feel.”

“I thought I could …”