“I was in a hurry.”

She reached for his cock. “Works for me.”

She stroked him, tipping her head back to watch his face as she wound her hand around him, then put her mouth on him. His loud groans were her undoing, making her dampen and quiver with need.

He pulled his cock from between her lips and pushed her back on the bed.

“I need my cock inside of you.”

He tugged on her capris and pulled them off, along with her underwear, then dragged her shirt over her head and made quick work of taking off her bra. Once naked, he swept his hands over her body.

“I’ve missed you like this. Naked, with my hands on you.”

She shivered under his touch, those amazing goose bumps she got whenever he touched her. “Yes. Touch me.”

He cupped the globes of her breasts, then rubbed his thumbs back and forth over her nipples, making her ache. As he snaked his hands down over her ribs, she parted her legs, giving him access to her sex. He cupped her, rubbed her clit and slipped his fingers inside of her, making her gasp at the shattering sensations he could evoke so quickly.

She hadn’t made herself come since the last time they were together. It had been too long, and she was so ready she could go off right now. But, like Tucker, she wanted to come with him inside her.

“Now,” she said. “I want you inside me now, making me come.”

He got a condom and put it on, then pulled her to the edge of the bed and bent one of her legs, wedging it between his arm and body to hold her in place while he entered her. Then he leaned forward, thrusting into her with slow, deliberate strokes.

“This is where I belong, Aubry,” he said as he moved within her. “This is where you belong.”

“Yes.” She arched her hips, giving him deeper access.

He bent and stretched lengthwise across her body, cradling her head between his hands, and kissed her. She was lost in him, drawn into the mix of love and sex, of emotion and powerful physical sensation.

“I can feel you tightening around me,” Tucker said as he withdrew, then pushed into her. “Can you feel my cock swelling?”

She swept her hands over his shoulders, raking her nails down his arms. “I feel everything.”

And when he ground against her, she splintered, unable to hold back her wild cry as she released. Tucker took her mouth, groaning against her lips as he came. She held tight to him as she rode out the waves of her shattering orgasm that left her limp, but oh so satisfied.

“Mmm,” was all she could say afterward.

“Yeah.” He pulled away and disappeared to deal with the condom, then came back. He sprawled on his side next to her and played with her hair.

“Do you work tomorrow?” he asked.

“No, I’m off.”

“Good. We can stay up the rest of the night having sex.”

She laughed. “Are you sure you have the energy for that? You’ve had kind of a busy night.”

He toyed with her nipple, watching as it perked to a tight point. “Babe. I’ve got stamina to spare.”

She looked over at him. “You’re running on adrenaline. Eventually you’ll crash.”

“Maybe.” He bent and licked her nipple, then blew on it, making her laugh. “We’ll see how long I last then. I give it four or five more times.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m not sure I’ll last for four or five more times.”

“Lightweight.”

This really was perfect. She wondered, though . . .

“Tucker.”

“Yeah?”

“Can we really make this work? We both have crazy schedules.”

He smiled and smoothed her hair away from her face. “I think that’s what’ll make our relationship work so well. Not despite our atypical jobs, but because of them. I won’t have to worry about you being lonely while I’m on the road, because you have a career that keeps you busy and satisfied.”

She rolled over on her side to face him. “And I won’t have to worry about you being pissed off that I’m working so many hours, because you spend so much time on the road. And when we’re together, it’ll be quality time.”

“Exactly. Face it, Aubry, we’re perfect for each other.”

“You’re right. We are. Like tonight. Whenever we’re together it’s like we’ve been apart for months. Every time will be like this.”

“Like the very first time.” He swept his hand over her hip. “Explosive. Romantic. I promise.”

“I believe you.”

“I love you, Aubry.”

Her heart flipped. “I love you, too, Tucker.”

He pushed her back onto the bed and covered her lips with his, making her sigh with renewed arousal. He had always swept her away, had always wound her up with his words and his body and the way he had captured her attention from that very first night she’d found him in her parents’ wine cellar.

Would it always be like this? So wild and crazy and filled with excitement. She didn’t know, and even if it wasn’t, she was in this relationship wholeheartedly with him.

Forever.