Free Her Gentle Giant: No Regrets by Heather Rainier Page A

turned toward her on his side, and she snuggled up close to him, resting her head on his biceps as he pulled her close in his arms.
    He chuckled deeply and murmured knowingly, “I see the sparkle in your pretty blue eyes, Rachel Lopez.”
    Shit . She pressed her lips together and tried to not giggle, failing miserably as soft laughter escaped her. Dang, his bed is comfy. “I can’t help it. I’m impatient.”
    “Me, too. But what you need right now is—”
    “—I get it,” she pouted. “No nap, no cock.”
    “Well, I wouldn’t have put it quite like that, but yeah.”
    “That’s some impressive self-discipline you got there, Mr. Wolf.” She yawned and allowed him to tuck her against his chest. He smelled so good.
    “Well, thank you, angel. But I can see that you’re running on nerves and adrenaline right now. If you’d lie quietly for a minute, you’ll see that I’m right.”
    “And when I’m still awake in ten minutes?”
    “ If you’re awake in ten minutes, I’ll make love to you until you lose track of how many times you come,” he murmured in a sexy voice. “But you have to rest quietly for ten minutes first.”
    She yawned and heard him chuckle quietly to himself.

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    “Deal,” she said smugly. She was totally getting laid. All she had to do was lay on his comfortable bed snuggled to him for ten minutes. What a hardship.

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Chapter Six
    Rachel woke slowly. Her eyelids slid open, and she became aware of the steady thumping noise under her cheek. She was relaxed and warm, content to soak in the quiet. Well, quiet except for the sound of Eli’s heartbeat, which she could hear because he’d rolled onto his back and pulled her along with him. She was now sprawled across his torso. How she’d gotten in this position without waking up testified to how tired she’d been. Still motionless, she glanced over at the clock on the bedside table, which read four o’clock. They’d slept for three hours.
    Yes! Shoot. He was right.
    She lay there for a minute and took stock of her position. Her left forearm was under her at his side, her hand curled under his shoulder. Her right arm was stretched across his chest. She lay on her left hip on the bed, and her right thigh was tucked between his. She smiled softly when she noticed the very hard ridge that lay against her thigh and wondered if he was still asleep. His respirations sounded very deep and even, and his heartbeat was the same steady beat. She didn’t move for fear of disturbing his sleep and then felt the almost imperceptible slow caress of his fingertips on her ass through the blanket. She wondered how long he’d been lying there awake, watching her sleep.
    She slid her hand down his abdomen and noticed a subtle increase in his heartbeat. She laid her palm on the denim covering his cock and slid it down to cup his balls and then back over his hardened shaft. He was so long and thick, and the thought of him sliding his cock into her made her pussy lips begin to swell with desire. Her body sang for his, longing to feel his possession. The gentle contact caused him to arch his back and press into her hand. A soft hiss escaped his lips.
    Slowly, she slid her hand over him again, taking time to caress his balls through the denim of his jeans. She smiled at his soft gasp. Never ceasing ,
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    the contact with his erection, she arched her back and stretched like a well-contented jungle cat, tilting her head back to look up at him. His eyes were half open, smoldering with desire. He must have been like that for a while, lying there hard and ready, allowing her to get her rest. He was so thoughtful. How had she ever managed to find a man who was gorgeous and considerate of others?
    He cupped the back of her head as he kissed her and pulled her over him. Her legs splayed over his hips, and he cupped her ass in his hands, pressing her to his erection.
    “Did you sleep well?” he asked, kissing her chin and her cheeks and her nose before