CHAPTER 89

They’d never done anything slow and quiet in all their time together. Might be an interesting change of pace. If it was even possible.

“Slow and quiet.” She ran a gentle hand over his hard pecs, pausing to stroke the tiny bead of one nipple.

“This will be a challenge,” he whispered. “Do you realize I haven’t had you for 68 hours?”

She chuckled. He knew how long it had been to the hour? “How many minutes is that?”

“Too damned many.”

He rolled on top of her. She tensed. “Wait, I’m not ready yet.”

“Shhhh. No more words.”

He buried his hands in her hair and tilted her head back, exposing her neck to his questing lips. She sighed and closed her eyes, relaxing beneath him. She should’ve known he wouldn’t just shove it inside without any consideration for her pleasure. This was Sed. Not a selfish bone in his body. Well, on most occasions.

She opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling, her chest filling with emotion. She’d been so very wrong about him for so long. How would she ever make amends