There Goes My Heart (The Sullivans #20) - Bella Andre Page 0,61

because I can’t get enough of your hot bod.” She lifted her eyes to meet his. “Your heart—” She leaned forward to press a kiss to his chest. “—is so big. Big enough that I couldn’t fight my feelings for you, no matter what I did.”

“It was so cute watching you try,” he said in a teasing voice.

Of course she whacked him lightly on the chest. “Don’t act like you weren’t fighting too.”

“I wasn’t.” He was dead serious. “Our first night together, I knew you were the one for me.”

She paused in her unfastening of his jeans. “Don’t mess with me, Rory.”

“I’m not.” Although he was perfectly game for messing with the satin straps of her sexy red lace bra so that they fell down her shoulders. “As soon as you kissed me, I was a goner.”

“That was just sex,” she said, exactly the way she’d said it so many times during the past few days.

“Nope.” He yanked her bra cups down to expose her beautiful breasts. “It was never just sex.” Moving his hands from her hips, he cupped her breasts. “Even now, in the front seat of my car, what we’re doing is so much more than just sex.” He blew lightly across the aroused tips of her breasts, then brushed the callused pads of his thumbs over her as he said, “I adore you, Zara. Every inch of your body, every thought in your mind, every emotion in your heart.”

“Rory.” His name was a whisper of heat, and tenderness, on her lips. “You’re right, damn it. It was never just sex.” Even her love for him—and the fact that she obviously adored the way he was caressing her—didn’t lessen her irritation at his being right.

“You know what else I’m going to be right about?” he said.

Though she made a show of rolling her eyes, the flush on her cheeks spoke to her intense arousal as she asked, “What?”

He grinned wickedly. “How fast you’re going to come for me.”

Before she could reply, he slid one hand into her jeans and panties…then over the gorgeously slick heat between her thighs.

Her head fell back as she pushed against his hand, her inner muscles already working against his fingers as his touch sent her spiraling into climax within seconds. As aftershocks continued to rock through her, she laid her head on his shoulder, and he stroked her hair with his free hand.

“Now let’s go inside so I can really rock your world,” he whispered in her ear.

She gave a gratifying shiver as he lightly sank his teeth into her lobe. Finally, she managed to reply. “Setting some pretty high expectations, aren’t we?”

“Not just setting them—swearing by them. I’m never going to let you down, Zara.”

She lifted her head from his shoulder. “Only you would make a promise that big.”

“What can I say?” he said. “Everything about me is big.”

She cupped him through denim. “I’ll say.”

Knowing he would take her in the car if they didn’t get out of it in the next five seconds, he popped open the door and swung them out. He practically sprinted into his house with her in his arms, making a beeline for his bedroom while Zara laughed, tightly gripping his hips with her legs and his neck with her arms.

They’d made love in the ocean outside his house, but not only had they never spent the night there, he’d never had her in his bed.

Putting her down on top of the navy and white striped duvet, he stepped back to take in the way her hair flowed across his pillow, the rosy flush of her cheeks and bare chest, the beautiful—

Lightning fast, she reached out and yanked him on top of her, cutting off his train of thought.

“That’s more like it,” she said with evident satisfaction as his heavy weight pushed her into the down of the duvet, even though the movement had knocked off her glasses. “Everything is better when you’re close to me.”

“Everything,” he agreed, his voice made hoarse with emotion. “You’re everything I could ever want in a woman.”

The first time he’d complimented her, she’d told him he didn’t need to shower her with pretty—and false—compliments. Which only made the smile on her lips tonight, and the light in her eyes, all the sweeter.

Placing her hands on either side of his face, she drew him into the sweetest kiss he’d ever experienced. Emotion coursed alongside arousal as, in perfect sync, they stripped away the rest of their clothes. Rory threaded his fingers