Kisses After Dark
eyes aglow with pleasure and anticipation and desire.
    Ready to move things along, Frank reached behind her and killed the water. They dried each other with the same towel, their movements hasty and jerky. “Bed,” he said, biting down on her shoulder and making her gasp. “Now.”
    He followed her across the hall and into her bed, where she reached for him, wrapping him in her arms as their legs intertwined and their lips came together in a combustible kiss. With her soft, fragrant, welcoming body pressed against his, Frank needed to be inside her.
    “Do we need protection?” he asked as he kissed her neck.
    “I don’t. Do you?”
    He shook his head. “I’m clean, and I can prove it.”
    “So am I.”
    “And no chance of later-in-life offspring?” he asked teasingly but seriously, too.
    “No. I had a procedure to stop my horrible periods that also ended any chance of more babies.”
    Looking down at her, he kissed her softly as he began to enter her, slowly, giving her time to adjust. “God, you feel so good.”
    “You do, too. You don’t have to go slow.”
    “I do unless you want this to be over before it starts.”
    She laughed at his distress, which caused her muscles to clamp down on him, nearly triggering his release.
    “You’re out to wreck me, aren’t you?”
    “Nah. I like you exactly the way you are.” She drew him down for a kiss that started softly and escalated quickly to tongues and teeth and moans of pleasure.
    He broke the kiss and bent his head to give her nipple some attention, sucking and teasing it with his teeth while she squirmed under him. Though he’d planned to take his time, his plans were shot straight to hell by the incredible pleasure he found in her arms, and he couldn’t hold off.
    Determined to take her with him, he reached down to where they were joined to coax her and was gratified by her sharp cries of pleasure. He gave up on trying to hold off and picked up the pace, hammering into her until his release was upon him, intense and consuming.
    He came down from the incredible high to find her blissed out and smiling, her eyes closed and her arms around him. That little smile made his heart ache with emotions he hadn’t experienced in so long he’d forgotten what they felt like. “Am I crushing you?”
    “Not at all.” She wrapped her legs around his hips, encouraging him to stay where he was, which was more than fine with him.
    “That was…”
    “Mmm,” she said, her eyes still closed. “For me, too.”
    “We might have to do that again. Soon.”
    “I could be convinced.”
    Frank dropped his head to her shoulder, thankful to have found her and to have all the time in the world to spend getting to know her better.

Chapter 8
    After seeing off her siblings on the noon ferry, Katie moved her things into the room that had been her mother’s, three doors down the hall from Shane’s room.
    “You don’t have to do that, Mom.”
    “I don’t mind,” Sarah said as she hung Katie’s clothes in the closet. “What’re you planning to wear tonight?”
    “I hadn’t thought about that.”
    “This one’s nice.” Sarah held up a lightweight orange dress.
    “Is it too dressy for a casual night out?”
    “I don’t think so. It’ll look great with your tan.”
    “Am I tan?”
    “You’re more tan after one day at the beach than I’ll be at the end of the summer.”
    “If you say so.”
    “I say so, and I’m the mom, so you have to believe me.” She came over to hug Katie. “I’m so glad you’re staying for a while and we get to spend some time together. I know I’ve already said it, but I’ve missed you so much.”
    “I’ve missed you, too, and I can’t tell you how happy it makes me to see you glowing with happiness.”
    “That’s nice to hear. I hoped you kids would be happy for me.”
    “How could we not be?”
    Sarah’s smile faded, and she looked down at the floor. “I wondered if you’d think I was selfish.”
    “ Selfish? Why in

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