Beyond Business. Elizabeth Harbison

traveling hotly across her thighs as he did so. She reminded herself that this was Evan, that this was the love of her life, and finally—finally—she was going to feel him within her again.

      She’d waited a long time for this, even while she’d told herself she didn’t want it.

      All of her thoughts disappeared when Evan took her to new heights of pleasure.

      “You’re amazing,” she breathed.

      “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” he said, with a pirate’s smile.

      He moved over her, and she couldn’t wait any longer. She pushed his jeans down over his slender hips with her feet and pulled him on top of her. She wanted him.

      She needed him.

      She ran her hands across his tightly muscled backside, then around to the front, where she found him more than ready for her.

      Their tongues moved against each other, echoing the drumbeat that was pounding within them. They were like a well-oiled machine whose sole purpose was to join their bodies and move them toward ecstasy.

      She started to move, and he stopped her. “Wait,” he said. “Let me. Relax.”

      So she did. She lay back against the cool, soft sheets and let herself sink into the magic that was making love with Evan.

      His hand moved across her stomach and her muscles tightened in anticipation. He took his sweet time to move his hand lower, and lower, grazing her pelvis and slowing tantalizingly before finally cupping over the part of her that wanted him so desperately.

      He paused for only a second, looking into her eyes, a moment that said more than words could, before slipping his fingers in and plunging her depths.

      Meredith’s hands clutched at the sheets beneath her as Evan brought her to heights she’d never even imagined before. She closed her eyes and let it happen, feeling waves of warm and cold wash over her while she writhed under his careful ministrations. She could barely breathe. Every time she reached the brink, he backed off, until finally he allowed her release.

      With perfect timing, Evan lowered his weight onto her, and she finally felt the satisfaction of being completely one with him.

      She’d dreamed of this moment.

      Breathlessly she opened her mouth, deepening their kisses. The sensation was exquisite: the weight of Evan on her, the feel of him inside her, the touch of his hands on her hair as he looked down into her eyes.

      Everything felt right.

      They both moaned in pleasure as her body accepted his again and again, and they moved together, slowly at first and then faster, until she heard him hold his breath for a moment, then give one final thrust as she felt herself float into ecstasy once again.