He began with deep, drugging kisses, licking into her mouth in an erotic rhythm that had her squirming under him, looking for so much more. “Easy, baby,” he whispered as he kissed her jaw and neck and then her ear, rolling her lobe between his teeth and biting down just hard enough to make her moan from the jolt of pure sensation that tightened her nipples.

Seeming to know what she needed, he shifted down ever so slightly, letting his erection slide through the slickness between her legs, bumping her clit on every pass.

Suddenly she wanted her hands free and fought against his tight hold.

“Wait,” he said. “Let me love you.”

“I want to touch you. I need to touch you.” The need was so big, so huge it threatened to swallow her up. It mixed with the fear she’d been battling since she heard about the impending trip and made her tremble from head to toe.

He released her hands immediately. “Sam, honey, you’re shaking. What’s wrong?”

She wrapped her arms around him, bringing his head to rest on her chest. “I hate myself for feeling the way I do right now.”

His sigh was long and tortured. “I never should’ve agreed to this trip.”

“No, don’t say that. Everything in our lives is about me and my job. There’s nothing wrong with it being about you for once.”

“There’s something very wrong when it makes my strong, fearless cop shake with fear.”

“I’ll get over it. I promise.” With her hands on either side of his face, she urged him into another carnal kiss as she raised her hips in invitation.

“Not yet.”

“Yes. Now. Please.”

Responding to the urgency he heard in her plea, he entered her fully in one quick stroke that stole the breath from her lungs.

Her hands slid over his back and down to grip the tight, muscular ass that flexed under her hands as he went impossibly deeper.

Sam cried out from the sheer power they created together, every damned time.

He gave it to her hard and fast, the way she liked it best, and then he reached down to where they were joined to stroke her to an orgasm that seemed to go on forever. The first orgasm rolled into a second.

She came down from the incredible high to realize he was still hard, still moving, still possessing her with every deep stroke. And then he withdrew suddenly, and made her want to weep from the loss as he kissed his way down the front of her until he was kneeling on the floor next to the bed and her feet were propped on his shoulders.