He hovered over her, eyes closed and breathing like he’d just run a marathon. She reached up and rubbed her hand along his strong jaw, and he immediately turned his face toward her palm and kissed it before collapsing next to her. He lay there only a moment before getting up and going to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. When he returned, he kicked off his boots and then lay down next to her. He pulled her against his side, and she snuggled in as she laid her hand across his chest.

He released a hard breath. “Sorry about that. It’s been way too long.”

“I don’t know why you apologize every time. You act like I didn’t enjoy myself. Trust me, that isn’t the case.” She smiled. “And in case you’re wondering, it’s been too long for me too.”

He kissed her forehead. “I was afraid to ask. I know we weren’t together, but I hate the idea of another man touching you like I have.”

“Brett, no one could ever touch me the way you have.”

He leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips. “Same here, Sid. No one has ever made me feel the way you do.”

Her heart swelled. “I’m glad to hear it.”

She traced her finger over his broad chest before moving lower to his gloriously tight abs. He’d always been in great shape, but now his body was even harder and stronger than before.

“You get any lower, and you’re going to have a big problem on your hands.”

She giggled. “Don’t you mean in my hands?”

“With any luck,” he said with a loaded grin. “But if you’re ready for round two, all you had to do was say so. I’m up for the task.” He glanced downward. “Literally.”

“Ding, ding, ding,” she said with a smirk.

He laughed. “All right.”

Brett made quick work of peeling his wet jeans off his legs and tossing his socks onto the floor, leaving him completely nude. The man had hardly ever worn underwear while they were dating so she wasn’t surprised he didn’t have any now.

He lifted up onto his knees and began unbuttoning her blouse. With every motion of his arms, all those hard-packed muscles of his flexed and tightened in the moonlight. She couldn’t hear the rain anymore so she assumed it had either stopped or lightened up enough that it had become soundless.

Once Brett had removed her blouse and slid her skirt off her legs, he reached into her nightstand and pulled out a condom. “Still in the same place,” he said with a smile.

“Yeah, because that’s where you left them.”

He lay down next to her, facing her. “Turn over,” he commanded, helping her roll over with one hand on her hip.