Free The Stud by Barbara Delinsky Page B

by her side, "I'd leave it on. But I think you'll be more comfortable this way. "
    "Yes, " she whispered. "Thank you. "
    He touched her sleeve. "Is there a nightgown under this?"
    She nodded.
    He kept his voice low and gentle. "Want to take the robe off?"
    Head still bent, she slipped the silky fabric from her shoulders. In a strained voice that sounded as if she were trying for humor but missed, she said, "Right about now, the nurse would be handing me a paper sheet, telling me to take everything off from the waist down and climb on the table. "
    "No table here. No paper sheet" Spencer paused. In an even lower voice, he said, "Is there anything you need to take off from the waist down?"
    She shook her head.
    That bit of information sent a spark from his brain to his groin. Needing to touch her, he curved a hand around her neck. At the same time, he lowered his head to her hair to breathe in the sweet scent of roses.
    She slipped away from him. Climbing into bed, she moved to the far side and slid down against the pillow.
    The room was dark, but Spencer's eyes had adjusted enough to see the tension in her body as she lay waiting for him. His first impulse was to stand there debating what to do next, but if he hesitated for long, she would remind him that they could go to the doctor's office in the morning, and he wouldn't, couldn't do that. It went against his grain. And his groin. He was already aroused.
    Coming down on a knee, he crawled across the queen-size bed until his thigh met Jenna's hip. He touched her face and whispered, "There's nothing to be afraid of. "
    "I'm not afraid, " she whispered back.
    He traced her jaw. "Then tense. "
    "I just want this to work so badly. "
    "It will if you relax. I can help you do that. " He slipped his hand to her neck, then her throat.
    Her eyes were wide in the dark. "You don't have to, Spence. Really. I'm okay. I'm really fine. "
    "Well, I'm not, " he said, taking a different tactic. Climbing under the bedcovers, he stretched out on his side, facing her. "I want you now, want you badly—"
    "You don't have to say that. "
    "It's the truth. " Needing to show her, he rolled on top of her and let her feel the full weight of his lower body. He knew he'd made his point when she took in a quick breath. "Believe me?"
    "I believe you. "
    "Then relax your legs a little so I can feel you where I'm supposed to. "
    "This is so embarrassing, Spencer, " she murmured, but she did as he asked. She caught in another breath when he settled more snugly against her.
    "Feel okay?" he asked.
    "Feels okay, " she answered.
    "I'm supposed to be on top, aren't I?"
    "Yes. I'll lose... less. This is so embarrassing. "
    "No, it isn't. It's nice. " He moved gently against her. "I don't know why I didn't think of it sooner. "
    Her voice was more breathy. "You didn't think of it because I'm not your type. "
    "If you're not my type, why am I so hard? And besides, how would you know what my type is?"
    "Caroline tells me. "
    "Caroline knows diddly-squat. " He was wondering if he knew much more, since he had known Jenna all these years without seeing the possibilities, but that was water over the dam. Carefully holding his upper body weight from her, he said, "I'm afraid I'll hurt you if you're not ready, so I'm going to touch you now, Jenna. Just a little. I know you don't want to get into things this way, but if I hurt you, I won't be able to go on. I want you to feel good, too. "
    "I don't need that. "
    "But I do. " He lowered his head to her neck and kissed the warm skin there, kissed it lightly, then, without planning to, more deeply, because her scent did something to him. That something was strong enough to startle him. His muscles were trembling faintly when he raised his head. "Jeez. "
    She was instantly alarmed. "What's wrong?"
    He laughed, then growled. "Nothing. " He buried his face against her neck and undulated helplessly against her. He couldn't believe how aroused he was. He supposed it could be because