His Favorite Mistake (Baby Its Cold Out) (17 page)

             
His gaze held hers, not letting her look away as he undressed before taking her back into his arms, his lips possessing hers once more. Brody lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and then lowered body until their bodies touched. His lips never left hers.

             
She heard him whisper words as seductive as a caress against her lips and instinctively, she moved closer to him.

             
“I’ve wanted you for so long. So long. That doesn’t matter, because you’re mine now.”

             
Reyna’s body moved closer to him. She touched him slowly, her hands running over his taut thighs. Feeling the firmness of his buttocks, then trailing upward to stroke his bare chest. She could feel the tremor of his body as her fingers stroked his tiny nipple feeling it harden against her hand.

             
She heard him cry out her name and she wanted more than anything to taste him. She touched her lips to the hardened nipple breathing in the scent of his skin. He reached for her hands pinning them together with one of his before gently pushing her back against the pillows. “No.” She looked at him startled by the sharpness of his tone mistaking it for anger or disappointment.

             
“You don’t want me to touch you like that, Brody? You didn’t like it when…” She was immediately embarrassed. She had touched him relying completely on her instincts but she was too inexperienced to understand his reaction.

             
He closed his eyes taking a deep shuddering, breath before looking at her once more. “Oh, I like it, love. I like it too much, love. I’m sure not just how long I can hold out when you’re touching me that way.”

             
“This is our first time together, Reyna, and I want to make it special. Lie back down and let me love you.”

             
He took her lips once more and she clung to him gasping as his hands teased her body, caressing her breasts to arousal before they slid downward. Then his lips left hers, trailing kisses down her throat, then capturing her hardened nipple between his teeth teasing her, exciting her, driving her out of control. He still held her hands together above her with one of his. His other hand was slowly stroking across her belly downward to touch her inner thigh, then parting them before stroking between her legs upward. He could feel her body tense briefly as he entered the soft warm moistness of her and she relaxed a little, accepting him as his fingers stroked gently within her.

             
He raised his head to look at her wanting to see just what his touch was doing to her. She’d closed her eyes arching closer to him, to his maddening touch. She was warm and excited and he wanted her more than anything else in his life at that moment.

             
He moved over her parting her legs. He took her lips once more as he entered her, thrusting deep inside and Reyna cried out. Something in her voice must have alerted caught his attention. His gaze captured hers. He thought her a woman of experience. The pain was so fleeting, that it was gone before he could understand he’d hurt her.

             
He moved slowly inside of her and she was lost within the overwhelming force of feelings she had never known before until that very moment. Reyna felt as if she were being swept away by the sheer power of the raw, emotions washing over her in waves. There were just the two of them and nothing else mattered.

             
She clung to him holding her breath, not wanting to return to reality but it was there, straying into her muddled thoughts and reminded her of just what she might have revealed about herself tonight. He shifted his weight gently off her taking her with him so she lay on top of him and then he wrapped her in his arms gathering her close and his fingers stroked lightly through her hair and down the length of her.

             
Reyna let go of the shaky breath she had been holding painfully inside realizing that for now he hadn’t guessed her dark secret.

             
Brody pulled the covers up over their bodies his lips brushing across her forehead. “Are you okay? I…I didn’t hurt you, did I? I thought, well, I don’t ever want to hurt you.”

             
Reyna shuddered finding her shaking voice at last. “No, Brody, no, I’m fine; you could never hurt me.” Her voice caught as the tears of her physical awakening by him could no longer be denied. “Just hold me, Brody, please. Just hold me tonight.”

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              Brody listened as at last, her tears ended and her breathing slowed knowing that at last she slept. He held her tightly, thankful at least one of them could find peace in sleep. His body as well as his mind cried out for it. Making love to her had been like no other sexual experience he had ever felt with a woman before. She had touched him deeply, far more than just their physical joining. It was as if their souls had connected tonight as well as their bodies and it was a feeling that terrified him unbelievable.

             
He had known when they at last made love it would be earth-shattering, but nothing had prepared him for this much erotic intensity, so much fierce, passionate emotion. Brody looked down at the sleeping woman in his arms; touching his lips to hers; hearing her moan softly; responding to his touch even in her sleep and he smiled. Dear God, she was sensual, seductive, heartbreakingly beautiful in every way and everything he could ever want in a woman and he had wanted her for nine long months now. There was no way he would have expected his anticipation of loving her to be out shadowed by the actual act of possessing her. The way she slept in his arms. The way she unconsciously moved against him sent him up in flames. God he wanted her.

             
He’d almost convinced himself she had been inexperienced in his arms tonight. Almost but not quiet, he smiled wryly to himself at the absolute insanity of that thought. She was married for nine months to his best friend, so, of course, she wasn’t inexperienced. Cade was constantly bragging how Reyna couldn’t get enough of it.

             
She moved closer to him in her sleep. His body grew hard again. His hands already touching her; stroking her body; awakening her to his desire. He pulled her back against his chest. His arms went around her belly stroking it lightly. Then he heard her gasp with the pleasure of his touch, his fingers playing against her breast and feeling their immediate taut response to him. He took her then; his lips caressing her throat and urgently seeking her lips as she turned her head to him letting him take her uncaring that he was not gentle with her as tender love battled uncontrollable hunger and lost.

             
She arched away from him as his fingers slid up to stroke her breasts causing her to cry out in pleasure against his lips and he lost control once more. He pulled her back against him and they drifted off to sleep.

Chapter Fifteen

Reyna awakened to the smell of coffee drifting into the bedroom through the open door. She sat up slowly. Her body still weighted down by exhaustion. She and Brody had made love repeatedly during the night exhausted she had lost count of the times. She glanced down at the pillow where he had lay so close to her a heartbeat away holding her all night long as an unsettling thought drifted through her mind one that had briefly disturbed her bliss the previous evening. Brody hadn't used any protection at all and once before she had lost control she had tried to speak her fears out loud to him but just one touch of his hand and all rational thought eluded her completely.  

              She had been so certain that he would know her secret that once he had made love to her he would know without a doubt that she had been a virgin in his arms and it seemed for a moment that he had but when he didn't question her further about it she was uncertain. She let out a shaky breath not sure, if she was at all happy that the most exciting night of her life had to remain a secret. She knew that she must never share the truth with anyone more especially the man who had held her excited her and made her a woman. The man she loved.

             
She looked up meeting his blue eyes across the room her heart slamming against her chest at the sight of him remembering how it had felt to be in his arms, his touch his kiss his possession. He watched her, he wasn’t smiling his expression dark with emotion the remnants of the night before, and Reyna was the first to look away breaking free of his unsettling gaze.

             
He sat down on the bed and pulled her close, his lips claiming hers. Reyna couldn't control the way she responded to his touch. She craved it. He looked down at her with that same sobering look in his eyes holding so many questions in them but she wasn't sure what he wanted from her.

             
He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, his lips claiming hers once more, as he sat her on her feet in front of the tiled shower. Brody switched on the water and undressed taking her back into his arms his lips taking hers more urgently now his hands roamed over her heated skin. He took her hand and led her into the shower and the warm spray of water touched her skin and soaked her hair.

             
He stepped away from her looking at her with eyes dark as midnight. "You are so beautiful, love. So very beautiful. I'm afraid to touch you, I'm afraid that you might just disappear from me. That last night might have been just another dream and you're not real and that you're not really here with me now.” 

             
Reyna looked at him with surprise and uncertainty as his words washed over her like the warm water. She moved to him wrapping her arms around him reaching up to touch her lips to his. "I'm here, I'm real. I'm not going anywhere.” A hoarse cry escaped deep inside of him and his lips opened hers his tongue reaching out to taste her, stroke her. He pushed her back against the tile wall with a forced that drove her breath into him as he lifted her up her legs going round his hips as he took possession of her once more with a forcefulness that left her as spellbound as his words. His want mirroring hers.

             
The warmth of the water lapped over their joined only adding to the sensuality of their lovemaking bringing them each to the peak of desire and the woman in his arms slumped weakly against him. Slowly lowered her to her feet.

             
"Are you okay love? I didn't hurt you did I, I, wasn't gentle.” Reyna smiled up at him her heart lifting at the look of uncertainty in his eyes. She was sitting in his lap wrapped in his robe. They had showered after making love drying each other off and he had put her on his lap and held her close to him.

             
She saw him smile at the way she eagerly shook her head in response to him. "It's just that you've been through so much lately Reyna over the past few days…” He shook his head looking agonizingly down at her. "I just don't want you getting sick again. I don't want anything to happen to you."

             
"I'm fine Brody. Don't worry, I'm all right.” He touched her chin and turned her face up. There was something in his eyes, the way he looked at her so full of unspoken questions as if he searched her face for something that he didn't find and deep inside of her, some unknown, unnamed fear began to breathe.

             
Reyna held her breath once more uncertain of him as his thumb stroked across her lips gently his eyes ever watchful not missing anything from the tension in her eyes or the way she responded to his touch. "This has gone beyond friendship, love. There can be no going back to just friendship now you understand?"

             
Fear clutched her heart for the first time. She hadn't even given it a second thought when she had given herself to him so freely last night. Now, in the morning light he was making her realize of just what she had given to him. Just how important their lovemaking had been. It had marked the end of friendship, but the beginning of what?

             
He had never once told her that he loved her and a silent aching cry came readily to her lips but she killed it instantly not wanting him to ask the question that she didn't want to face. He had called her love so many times before but he had never once called out to her in love. Panic filled her then with the dawning that she couldn't let him know just how much that realization hurt her. He didn't want her love at least not permanently and one day the hunger that he had for her would end as well leaving what?

             
She stood shakily moving away from him realizing that everything she was feeling was there on her face for him to see. She couldn't hide anything from him. "Reyna?" he repeated her name again. "You do realize that this has gone way beyond friendship don't you?"

             
Reyna closed her eyes trying to control her fear forcing a smile on her face as she faced him once more. The expression on his face took her breath away he was watching her as if he were waiting for something, some declaration from her some acknowledgement and she shook her head. "I know that Brody and its okay. Don't worry about me, its okay.” She was trying so carefully to say the right thing to him. She watched as something came and went in his eyes so quickly that she couldn't capture and then he stood and walked over to the bedroom window. Reyna saw him look out at the city below his back to her. There was a certain tension about him that she had never understood before making her wonders what secrets he too kept hidden away. When he turned back to her, again he was Brody once more smiling back at her. Brody her friend, lover, the Brody she loved. The one she knew so very well in every way not the man who had watched her so somberly moments ago.