He pounced, landing on her and then rolling so she was on top. Had he ever laughed in bed before? Ever had so much fun while being so aroused his entire body ached with the need to be inside her? Warning ticked through him, but he ignored it. If this was his last night with her, he was taking it.

She straddled him, balancing on her knees and poised above him.

“Wait.” He grasped her hips, holding her tight. “How about a little foreplay?” He wasn’t exactly small, and she was incredibly tight, as he remembered. There was no reason to hurt her.

“After. We have all night.” She grinned a little, arching her back. “And I’m kinda ready.” Leaning down, she nipped his lip. “Maybe I liked to be spanked.”

He almost came right then and there. Well, all righty. “Condom,” he murmured, releasing her hips.

She blinked and in a truly graceful move, she leaned to the side and swiped the foil package from his jeans on the floor, smoothly regaining her seat. Her gaze kept his while she tore the wrapper open with her teeth.

Jesus, he might just die right now.

Levering up, she leaned back and unrolled the condom over him.

He nearly bit through his lip in an effort to keep control. Finally, he set his hands behind his head on the pillow. “Okay. Let’s see what you’ve got, Irish.” By the sweet curve of her mouth, she remembered saying those same words to him.

She began to lower herself onto him, going slow, giving herself plenty of time and pretty much killing him inch by inch. The pain from his stitched hip disappeared. His balls drew up tight, and his hands ached with the need to grab her and plant himself in her completely. But he held on to control.

Finally, her butt rested against his groin, and her wet heat surrounded him completely. For the first time in way too long, he felt like he’d come home.

“I like you inside me,” she whispered, her eyes so light the green looked luminous.

The words and her sweet expression slayed him. His control shredded, he grabbed her hips and lifted her, pulling her back down.

She gasped and grabbed his shoulders, partially leaning over and helping him. They set up a hard rhythm, and he tried to keep her gaze, which was full of wonder and need and something else. An expression he couldn’t recognize but felt deep inside.

Her body began to quiver, and he tilted her toward him, making sure her clit impacted every time he pulled her down and thrust up.