he sucked her clit into his mouth and bit down. In the midst of her cries he rose up and pressed his turgid staff against her entrance. In one hard thrust, he drove into her. At her shriek, he lifted her hips even higher. He pressed her thighs against her chest and pounded into her. He thrust in and out going deeper and deeper until he could go no more. As she climbed to the top of the precipice, his harsh roar echoed her passionate cry made all the more powerful because they rode the crest together.
For many long moments they lay wrapped in each other’s arms, laughing and crying, shaking as sensation after sensation washed over them. Crooning loving words Nate praised her. Told her how beautiful she was. How powerful. How she made him feel and what it meant to him that she loved him the way that she did.
Later he untangled himself and returned from the bathroom with a wet washcloth. He washed her gently, her face, her neck, her slick chest. He murmured to her as though she was a small child who played so hard that she was covered with sweat. And in truth she was. Hot, sweaty, filled with his release and her own. Barely hearing his crooning murmurs, she drifted into a luscious space at the edge of sleep and then allowed herself to give in to the powerful man holding her safely in his arms.
Erin didn’t know how long she’d dozed when she realized that Nate was sitting up resting against the headboard. He frowned when she looked up at him dazed, surprised to see that he was wide awake.
She forced herself to wake up.
“Are you okay, Nate? Is something wrong?”
“I’m sorry, Erin. God, honey, I didn’t mean to wake you.”
She roused up on one elbow and nestled in against him.
“You didn’t wake me. But… are you okay?”
“Erin, how could anything be wrong after what you and I just did to each other. You know, Erin. I love you more than I knew it was possible to love another person. You’ve made me the happiest guy in the world. Thank you, baby.”
She pressed her fingers against his lips.
“I know that, Nate. I never believed I could feel the way I do about you. That someone like you would love me the way that you do. It’s…a miracle. But Nate, I can tell when something is bothering you. Talk to me. Tell me what is on your mind.”
He gave a heavy sigh.
“Ah, Erin. You know what’s bothering me. You’re as close to it as I am. I hate like hell that it intrudes on our time together.”
“I know, Nate. But we can’t ignore it.” Her voice was wistful. “Maybe… together we can keep it from interrupting our lives, from stealing our joy.”
Nate’s voice was fierce. “We have to, Erin. We can’t let the crap around us threaten everything that matters to us. Promise me, Erin. Promise me you’ll keep your guard up. Not let that happen!”
Erin made her voice firm. “I promise, Nate. I love you too much to let anything hurt us.”
She knew in her heart that she did. But like Nate, she was only too aware of the dangers swirling around them. Physical dangers, and more potent emotional dangers. Demons from their separate pasts hid in the shadows rearing their ugly heads without warning. She and Nate were just now getting to the place where they both trusted that the love they felt for each other was powerful enough to face whatever came their way. Erin nestled against his strong shoulder and prayed that they were right.
Chapter 4
“Nate, if you sigh once more, I’m going to think you’d prefer to ditch me somewhere along the road.”
Nate sniffed and shook his head. “Hell, Sam. There’s no one I’d rather have along on this. You know more about meth than anyone on the CFPD except for yours truly—and of course Chief Roberts. I don’t want to give you a bigger head than you already have, but again with the exception of me and the Chief, you’re the smartest cop I know. High praise, buddy.”
Sam whistled. “Damn, Nate. Now I am getting worried. This guy really must be