To Love Someone (Baytown Boys #14) - Maryann Jordan Page 0,56

as a snort. That only made her giggle more, and he threw his head back, laughter erupting. She watched as his eyes twinkled and his chest heaved, thinking he was the most beautiful man she’d ever seen. Not grumpy but reserved. Kind but in an understated way. Smart but not in your face. And when he called her babe, it sounded almost as good as when he called her Samantha.

I wish we could be more… but he’s a rolling stone. Her heart squeezed but she kept her smile beaming up at him, never wanting him to regret giving her this night.

They kissed, lips devouring and tongues tangling as his hand reverently glided over her body. He explored every curve, driving her wild with his caresses. Electricity zapped through her body, and she almost wept with relief when she heard the foil packet rip open. She watched as he rolled the condom over his impressive erection before shifting between her thighs again.

He entered her slowly, hesitation in his movements. Her hands had held onto his shoulders, but now, she moved them around to his hips, pulling him closer.

“I don’t want to hurt you, babe.”

“Only if you stop, Joseph.”

He pushed deeper, his cock filling and stretching her. With her heels on his ass, she lifted her hips, meeting his thrust. Their eyes stayed locked on each other as he moved, alternating between slow, dragging his cock along her slick inner core, and then hard and fast. She thought her orgasm from his mouth on her clit had been amazing, but it was nothing compared to the tight feeling inside just before she came. Finally, her body shuddered, and she squeezed her eyes tight, crying out his name. The tremors flew from her core along every nerve of her body until finally, she felt boneless lying on the mattress.

She opened her eyes just in time to see thick, corded muscles of his neck strain as his own release poured from him, his thrusts continuing until he finally shoved his face against her neck, gasping as his chest heaved from dragging ragged breaths into his body.

She held him tight, loving the feel of his heavy weight on her. She closed her eyes again, wanting to memorize every sensation. The feel of his thick hair against her shoulder. The warm puffs of his breath against her neck. The scent of their combined arousal as well as his earthy, masculine smell. The feel of his chest rising and falling as it pressed against her breasts. His heavy thighs, tangled with hers, the hairs tickling her skin. Their heartbeats synchronizing.

She felt tears sting the backs of her eyes as she smoothed her hands over his sweat-slicked skin. He’s leaving. Maybe not now. Maybe not for months. But he was honest when he told me the desire to roam always came. He’s not mine. At least not forever. Sadness threatened to overwhelm her at the realization that she wanted more time to see what could happen between them. But what if I felt more… gave my heart to him… and he left?

15

Once again Joseph woke, and the early morning sun was already streaking through the window, casting pale light across the bed. Like so many mornings since he’d been in Baytown, he woke surprised that he had slept all night. Only this morning, he jerked his head to the side as he instantly realized he was alone. A different kind of alone than usual. This kind of alone came from having gone to sleep with his body curled around a warm, soft, female body… Samantha. And she was no longer in bed with him.

Sitting up, he scrubbed his hand over his face as he listened for sounds from the bathroom. Quiet. He jerked his gaze down to the floor where their clothes had been tossed. Empty. He tossed back the covers and stalked into the living area. Vacant.

A piece of paper on the counter caught his attention, and he snatched it up.

Joseph, thank you so much for dinner. I had a wonderful time… the ride, the dinner, and the time spent in your apartment with you. I woke early as is my habit and needed to get back to Frodo. Thank you also for being honest with me. I wish you the very best in your stay at Baytown and in your travels beyond. Samantha

He read the words on the page multiple times, trying to read between the lines, looking for hidden meanings, searching for a clue as