“That’s it, baby. Just let go. I want all of you. I want to kiss you everywhere.”

A sob erupted from Maddie’s throat as she buried a hand in his hair and lifted her hips in time with his questing tongue and fingers. When he rolled her pulsing flesh between his lips and sucked hard on her, she went totally still and came with a cry of completion and desperate desire. He stayed with her through every wave and then started all over again, driving her up and then leaving her hanging.

She moaned and reached for him.

“Wait a sec, hon.” He sat on the side of the bed to roll on a condom. When he was ready, he lowered himself over her and devastated her with slow, deep kisses, as if he had all the patience in the world. The erection pulsing against her leg told a different story. Maddie let her hands roam over his back and down to his tight backside.

He jerked, his face tense as he fought for control.

“Now, Mac. Right now.”

“It’s been awhile for you, honey. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Even though he was longer and fuller than Tom, Maddie knew it wouldn’t hurt the way it had before. “You won’t.” Guiding him with her hand, she stroked him gently.

He released a hiss and bit down on his lip. “If you do that, this’ll be over before it starts.”

Maddie raised her hips to guide him. Now he would probably want the nightgown off, but when she started to remove it, he stopped her.

“Leave it,” he said through gritted teeth as he entered her with a powerful thrust that took her breath away.

“Oh,” she said. “Oh, God.”

He froze. “Does it hurt?”

“No, no. Don’t stop. Just don’t stop.”

Mac chuckled at her enthusiastic response and gave her what she wanted.

Her legs hugged his hips as her hands gripped his backside.

With his fingers between them, he once again found the core of her desire and stroked her to another shattering climax. This time, he went with her, surging into her over and over again before his arms seemed to collapse. Breathing hard, he rested on top of her without crushing her, even as he continued to throb inside her.

Maddie combed her fingers through his hair, soothing him with soft kisses to his damp forehead.

“That was amazing,” he finally said.

“Beyond amazing.” With the nightgown bunched between them, Maddie finally understood what he had done—he’d taken her breasts out of the equation, allowing her to focus only on the pleasure, only on him. Never in her wildest dreams or fantasies had she ever expected to find a man who not only loved her, but who understood her the way he did.

“I love you, too, Mac,” she whispered. “So much I ache with it.”