Her smile erupted into a brilliant laugh. Cupping her face in my hands, I kissed her softly and whispered, “I’m falling so hard for you, Sydney Burch.”
She ran her hands lightly over my chest and abs before lifting her gaze to meet mine, which had my chest squeezing with that sensation only Sydney could bring to me. “I’m falling for you too, Mike Murphy.”
Kissing her once again, I stepped forward so she had to take a step backward. When her legs hit the bed, she sat down, breaking our connection.
“Slide back and lie down, sweetheart. I’m going to finish what I started downstairs.”
Sydney moved so quickly I almost laughed. I was obviously not the only one ready for this.
The moment I got another look at her, I nearly came. Her chest rose and fell as I dropped soft kisses up the inside of her leg.
“Mike.”
“Yes?”
“I… I can’t remember what I was going to say.”
With a smile, I slipped two fingers inside her, causing both of us to let out a moan. Sydney grabbed onto the comforter and lifted her hips.
“Do you want more?”
“So much more.”
I pressed my thumb against her clit, and her hips jerked. It wasn’t going to take long for her to come. She was soaking wet, and I was dying to taste her. I replaced my fingers with my mouth, and Sydney cried out my name. Her hands went to my hair, and her body began to tremble.
God, she was amazing. The way her body reacted had me so fucking hard it was beginning to hurt.
“Mike. Oh God, Mike. It feels so good. I’m so close.”
Lifting my gaze, I watched her back arch as she dug her fingers into my hair, pulling me closer to her.
Slipping my fingers back inside her, I worked her clit with my mouth, and she lost the battle. She cried out my name as I felt her pulsing against my fingers. I was more turned on in that moment than I had ever been in my life.
Hell, I wasn’t going to last two minutes inside of her.
When she finally stopped trembling, I made my way up her body, dropping light kisses over her skin. Reaching over to the nightstand, I pulled a condom out of the side drawer, ripped it open, and tried like hell to keep my hands from shaking. It felt like this was my first time all over again.
“I’ll never be able to smell roses again and not think of this moment.”
My body was over hers, her legs spread open and waiting for me to make her mine.
“Good. Then I’ll make sure you have fresh roses at the clinic every single day.”
She traced my jaw with her finger, her eyes filled with tears.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” I asked softly, kissing each corner of her mouth.
“I’m amazing. I’m wonderful. I’m blissfully happy. I hope this isn’t a dream.”