VALOROUS (A Quantum Novel)(69)

“Thanks very much.” He comes to claim me. “Let’s get the f*ck outta here.”

We follow the security detail to the limo, which they have standing by, ready to whisk us away.

“Are people going to be mad if you don’t go to the parties?”

“I don’t care if they are.” The second we’re settled in the car, he puts his arm around me and draws me to him, his eyes glittering with happiness and intent. “Kiss me, sweetheart, before I die from wanting you to.”

What else can I do when he puts it that way? I reach for him and bring him to me, laying my lips over his and breathing in his endlessly appealing scent. It always makes me want to burrow into his neck. For the longest time, we don’t do anything more than kiss, lips pressed against lips, sharing the same air. The sheer intimacy of the moment hits me like an arrow to my heart. This man who could have any woman in the world has chosen to spend the rest of his life with me.

He frames my face in his big hands and pulls back to study me. “How can you be so beautiful and all mine?”

“I was just wondering the same thing about you.” I curl my hand around his wrist. “I really loved what you said up there. Fluff will be pleased when she hears about it, too. It was very sweet of you to include her.”

“You know I meant what I said about how close we came to never meeting. If she hadn’t broken free, if you hadn’t chased her… It makes me ache to think about what we could’ve missed.”

He kisses me again, his mouth sliding over mine, his tongue coaxing its way in. His hand slides up my leg, pushing up my skirt as he drags his fingertips over my inner thigh and beyond. Breaking the kiss, he says, “Take off your panties. I want to taste you. Right now.”

“Flynn…” I glance at the closed partition that seals us off from the driver. “Not here. We’ll be home soon.”

“Right here. Right now.” He tugs on my panties to make his point.

The thought of doing that now, here, makes my heart beat fast and my palms sweaty, not to mention the flood of heat between my legs. “Flynn…”

“Shhh.” The panties come down my legs and get stuffed into the pocket of his suit coat. He kneels on the floor in front of me. Then I’m on my back, my skirt hiked up to my waist and my legs propped open on his shoulders. God, is this really my life now? As he parts me and licks me from front to back before dipping inside me, I realize I was only half-alive before I met him and found out how much more was possible.

Speaking of more, he slides his fingers into me. He moans against my most sensitive flesh. “Fuck, I love how you taste, Nat. I’ll never get enough of you.” The stubble on his jaw rubs against me, the sting only adding to the assault on my senses. Every one of them is engaged as he licks and sucks and strokes me to a screaming orgasm. As I come back down from the incredible high, I remember where we are.

“Ah, the driver…”

“Won’t hear a thing. I told him to turn up the music.”

He keeps going, as if he didn’t just make me come harder than I ever have before. “I want another one.”

“I can’t.”

“Yes, you can, baby.” He sets out to prove me wrong, and makes me scream all over again as I grasp a handful of his hair and hold on for dear life.

I’m desperately trying to get air into my starved lungs when I feel him press against me. “Has it been seven days yet?” he asks, sounding as desperate as I feel.

Raising my hips to encourage him, I say, “Yes. Close enough.” I open my eyes to look up at him as he enters me in one smooth stroke that fills me to capacity and nearly makes me come—again. I can’t believe I’m having sex in the back of a limo.

“You’ve turned me into a regular sex fiend, Mr. Godfrey. Airplanes and limos.”

“Mmmm, so many other places to explore and a lifetime to do it—and now with no more f*cking condoms. God this amazing, Nat.”

“For me, too.” My hands find their way inside his suit coat to his sweat-dampened back and down to grasp his ass as he thrusts into me. I love the way that feels, his muscles working in harmony to make love to me.

He has the same idea as he reaches under me to take hold of my ass to keep me in place for his absolute possession. For the first time since my meltdown on our wedding night, I feel like he’s letting go of the tight hold on his control.

I want to let him know I love what he’s doing. “Yes, Flynn, yes… Don’t stop.”

My words are like gas on his fire. He picks up the pace, and his lips come down on mine. I open to his tongue, which takes fierce possession of my mouth. I’ve forgotten all about where we are or that there’s a driver on the other side of a thin screen. I can’t think about anything other than the magnificent pleasure of making love with my beautiful husband.

He raises his head, opens his eyes and looks down at me, and I lose my heart to him all over again when I realize he’s checking on me. Even when swept away by passion and desire, he takes care of me in a way that no one else ever has or ever will.

I reach up and put my hands around his neck. “I’m okay. Come down here and kiss me again. I love to kiss you.”

He gives me exactly what I want and need until we’re both coming, his fingers digging into my bottom as he pins me down with the force of his body and lets himself go.