Free Bonded by Nicky Charles Page B

finally stood and
moved towards her like a predator closing in on his prey, her
breath had caught in her throat. He’d ground his hips against hers,
his arousal undeniable. Heat had flared through her and she’d
barely hesitated when he’d suggested leaving.
    Wow. Sex with Reno
had been amazing. The brush of his stubble over her skin, the
roughness of his palms cupping her breasts. Feeling him pressing
into her, filling her completely and then stroking deeper and
harder. He’d driven her to heights of passion she’d never thought
possible. In fact, he’d taken her so high that she’d lost complete
control and almost transformed in the middle of the act. It had
been scary, but then she’d climaxed and after that...well...she’d
fallen asleep! All that studying, alcohol, and great sex had
knocked her right out!
    That little fact
was rather embarrassing. Wasn’t the guy supposed to fall asleep
while the female wanted to snuggle and talk? She felt her face
flush as she contemplated the fact that Reno might have been
studying her naked body as she slept. Her stomach gave a funny
little flip-flop at the very idea and she wished she had some way
of knowing what he might have been thinking. Yet then again, maybe
it was better not to know!
    Rolling over, she
buried her nose into the cool pillow beside her, inhaling deeply to
take in the remnants of his scent. She wasn’t surprised to find the
bed empty. Reno didn’t strike her as the kind to stay around after
the fact. A small hurt twinged in her heart over that, but she
pushed it aside. Tabitha had told her to go for it. That she’d
probably only get one chance with Reno and to take the plunge.
Well, for once she was glad that she’d listened to her roommate.
It’d been worth it. A night like that would live on in her memory
for years.
    Reluctant to leave
the bed and abandon her recollections, Brandi sighed and threw back
the covers. Unfamiliar aches afflicted her as she stood and she
winced at the evidence of last night’s passion. She hadn’t been a
virgin, but neither was she that experienced either. A brief affair
with a cadet during her first year—before she’d realized he was an
egotistical jerk out to gather as many notches on his bedpost as he
could—was the sum total of her love life. After that she’d sworn to
dedicate herself to her career, a plan she’d followed until Reno
crossed her path.
    A grin passed over
her face as she contemplated exactly how he’d crossed her
path. Too bad it wasn’t likely to happen again. Peering in the
mirror over her dresser, she examined her face noting sensitive
pink marks on her skin. Whisker burn no doubt. A part of her would
like to let the world see them, like a flag announcing her
encounter with the oh-so-sexy man, while another part wanted to
hold the experience close to her heart, a cherished memory only she
knew about.
    Would Reno ever
think of her, she wondered? Would he remember the girl he’d met in
a college bar and had a bit of wild sex with or would she become
just a dim memory, another one night stand in a list too long to
contemplate? She tried to picture him this morning and a
surprisingly clear image came to mind. He’d be standing in front of
the mirror humming as he shaved and trying to brush his hair into
some semblance of order. Faint scratches on his back and shoulder
would cause him to pause and smile, recalling last night’s pleasure
and the beautiful woman who had put them there.
    Whoa! Brandi gave
her head a shake. Where did she get off calling herself beautiful,
even if it was just in one of her own fantasies? She pulled a face
and scolded herself. A bit full of yourself this morning, aren’t
you Johansson? One roll in the hay with a hunk and suddenly you’re
seeing yourself as beautiful? With a regretful sigh, she shook her
head again. Passable was more like it, not beautiful.
    Well...she pulled
open the shade and examined her features in the sunlight that
streamed into the room.