Free To Trust Her Heart by Carolyn Faulkner Page A

always known just the right way to touch her, his big hands, that were capable of wreaking so much damage and vengeance and had never given her a moment of pain, unless one counted the searing spankings. Otherwise, he treated her like a treasure of inestimable value that was his to drive to the edge of distraction.
    And he had much too much experience at it for her comfort.
    Her nipples were already peaking in his palms, he’d long since moved the cups of her front clasp bra to one side, sliding those just slightly rough fingers over her breasts to cup them confidently. They nestled there as if they’d found a long lost home, as his thumb sought and found those aching nubs, pinching just slightly as he rubbed in a move that he knew drove her absolutely crazy.
    Ty was her ultimate lover. He was the perfect man for her in more ways than she cared to count. He did treat her as if she was breakable, and to him, with his depressing strength and ability to kill someone with his bare hands without batting an eyelash or breaking a sweat, she certainly was.
    But although he was always mindful of her delicacy next to him, and he did his level best never to hurt her inadvertently, he was very dominant in bed, and, because he knew how it turned her on, he liked to impart just the slightest touch of pain to her nipples, pinching just enough to make her gasp and arch against him, as if they hadn’t been separated for so long.
    Of course, the back of her brain screamed, he’d had last night to get back into practice, as well as the time on the plane and she knew, in that moment, that she wasn’t going to be able to resist him. He was too right for her, physically and sexually. His size made her feel safe and submissive at the same time, and despite the fact that she wanted to rail against both of those feelings with everything in her, especially after all the years without him, she couldn’t summon one reason to her mind as to why they shouldn’t make love. Maddie knew that that was just her libido overriding her common sense, but when his bowed his head to worship each of her straining buds with his hot, wet mouth, it just didn’t seem to matter.
    The only thing that mattered was that he continue exactly what he was doing!
    Ty knew the moment she surrendered. He always did. Sometimes when he’d come home from being away for a while, she could be a little standoffish, as if she wanted to let him know that she wasn’t at all happy at his absence. But he’d always been able to get her to melt against him, as she was doing now.
    Her shirt and bra disappeared over the side of the bed in record time, along with his shirt and then her jeans and panties.
    Damn him! Maddie thought as her body dissolved into bliss at feeling his jean covered bulge pressing against her nude mound. Apparently he remembered absolutely everything she liked even the most minute and intimate of details.
    Well, two could play at that game, she decided, leaning her head up enough to reach his ear and nibbling on it lightly, then licking the strong, thick column of his neck. Her reward was his full body shiver, and the way he ground his hips into hers.
    Maddie ran her hands boldly down his back, feeling the muscular ripples rise and fall, loving the feel of him beneath her fingertips and palms. She didn’t stop until she encountered those twin, rock hard mounds of his, squeezing them teasingly, and making his whole body jerk.
    Suddenly, though, Ty rose on his elbows, giving her a stern look to growl, “I think turnabout is fair play, woman.” Before she had a chance to think what he might do in retribution, he shinnied down her body, keeping her legs open and back, claiming that most private of areas with his mouth while slipping his index finger deep inside her.
    She wanted to protest. She wanted to order him away from her, to slink out from under him and out of the room. But she couldn’t. Her body was in control, and it never wanted him to stop what he was