Free Worth Waiting For by Kelly Jamieson Page B

hard inside her.
    “No,” she mumbled, momentarily coming to her senses. “Griff…wait.”
    “Ah, shit.” He remembered at almost the same time. “Shit.” But there was no way he could stop, eyes squeezed shut, teeth clenched as his orgasm bore down on him like a double overhead wave, a wall of water crashing down on him, and he poured himself into her.
    Chest heaving, he stood like that for a long moment, then slid out of her, still hard. He grabbed some paper towels from the dispenser on the wall behind him, wiped himself and then, with tender care, Ainslie.
    She bit her lip and propped herself up on her elbows.
    “I’m sorry.”
    “It’s not all your fault. I forgot too. I lost my mind. I’m sorry, too.”
    He heaved a sigh. “You don’t have anything to worry about getting anything from me.”
    “Or me. And I’m on the pill. I won’t get pregnant.”
    He looked at her, face unreadable. “Okay, that’s good, I guess.
    “What? It is good thing.”
    He tugged her skirt down over her thighs, saying nothing.
    “Griff. Tell me.”
    “You’re on the pill because of Matthew.”
    “Yes.” Shit, did he need to remind her of Matthew? Lust had sent the guilt flying out of her mind temporarily, but now it slammed back into her like a punch to her stomach. Not only had she cheated on Matthew, she’d lied to him.
    She sat all the way up and watched Griff tuck himself back into his jeans with some difficulty. His mouth was tight, eyes narrow. God, he was jealous!
    Okay, so was that good or bad? She’d never known Griff to be jealous. He was supremely confident, almost arrogant. The one time she’d flirted a little with another guy at a party, just to see if she could make him jealous, he’d been oblivious. That had been so disappointing and had only increased her doubts about how Griff felt about her.
    On the other hand, they had nothing between them now, other than this bizarre sexual reunion, and he had no right to feel jealous. How could she reassure him? The fact was there was another man in her life and there was no denying it. Even though she knew she would have to end things with Matthew now, she didn’t intend to tell Griff that. She wasn’t opening herself up that much to Griff. He’d left her once without a word and could very well do it again.
    “Griff…yesterday when we were…um, on the couch…you said to remind you to apologize again. What was that about?”
    Griff blinked at her once, twice. Then a smile curved his beautiful mouth. “Ah…I wanted to apologize for being such a lousy lover.”
    She choked. “Ho, boy, no need for that.”
    “Not now.” His smile held a hint of arrogance, the heat of his big hands warming her waist. “Back then. I just realized yesterday when I went down on you that I don’t think I did that enough. I don’t even know how often you had orgasms, which is really sad.”
    She stared at him. “Wow. This is a crazy conversation.”
    “No kidding.” His steady gaze held hers. “Anyway, I’m sorry.”
    “But I loved sex with you.” She laid her hands on the hot, smooth muscles of his chest. “Loved, loved, loved it. So I didn’t have an orgasm every time. It’s not always all about that.”
    He shook his head. “I should’ve made sure it was just as good for you as it was for me. I was young and stupid…what can I say? Just a horny kid in a hurry to drop the J-bomb.”
    Ainslie laughed.
    “Anyway, I’m sorry. And not just for you. I missed out on a whole helluva lot by not doing that, too.”
    Her heart went warm and melty, like chocolate in the sun, as she looked at him so sincerely apologizing for the kind of lover he’d been. He had no idea that his lovemaking had filled her dreams and fantasies for years after he’d left.
    “I appreciate that. Believe me. And you’ve certainly made up for it. But I loved you so much, Griff, I just wanted to be with you. Any way, any how. You pretty much…ruined me for any other guy.”
    He gave her a