feet near the foot of the bed.
“Promise?” She sounded so hopeful, he almost laughed.
But he kept a straight face as he reached out and tucked a stray tendril of golden blonde hair behind her ear. “Would you ever doubt me?”
She slowly shook her head. “No,” she whispered, her eyes wide and luminous.
“Good. Because I vow I will never let you down. Ever,” he said, just before he kissed her.
And completely lost his head.
Chapter Eight
Vince’s large, rough hands cupped her cheeks and held her still for his onslaught of devouring kisses, not that Amber protested. She loved it when he grew so commanding, so fierce when he touched her. As if it took everything within him to hold back from unleashing that restrained passion all over her. Usually, he broke down quick—always to her benefit.
She had the distinct feeling that wouldn’t be the case today. He was too cautious, too afraid he’d hurt her. His consideration for her injuries touched her, but she wanted more. How could she express to him that she didn’t want him to hold back? She’d already tried once.
At least they’ve gotten this far.
They stood at the foot of the giant bed, Amber’s body trembling with need as his tongue delved deep inside the recesses of her mouth. Oh, how she’d missed this. Craved it. Human contact, specifically from her husband. She’d longed for his kisses, his touch, the entire time she lay in that hospital bed. The long nights alone in her room, staring out the window when she was unable to sleep. Thinking of Vince and how much she wished she were at home with him alone. Just the two of them. Talking and laughing, eating and exploring the city during the day, making love all night long. That was what they’d done when they first got together.
Maybe once she was fully recovered, they could do that again. She’d like to travel more, especially since she would probably eventually give up on her modeling career. A sore subject she didn’t like mulling over too long since it depressed her. It was a decision she’d have to face eventually, but now…now it was too tough. She could hardly look at herself in the mirror; the gash in her cheek made her sad every time she caught a glimpse of it.
Thank goodness she had plenty of money in the bank saved up for her future and her family’s future too. She couldn’t depend on her husband’s money no matter how often he told her she never had to worry again. She was too independent. Didn’t believe that her family’s poor financial situation should become Vince’s burden. Her mother had wanted to come see her, but her busy schedule hadn’t allowed it and they couldn’t get away…
“I’m losing you,” Vince murmured against her cheek just before he dragged his lips along her jaw in a shiver-inducing kiss. “You’re drifting, Amber. Thinking too much.”
“H-how did you know?” The man could read her every action, she swore. It was rather unnerving.
“I have my ways. I know you better than you think.” His hot mouth closed over hers once more, his hands releasing their hold on her cheeks to drift down along her body before they settled on her hips. “Are you comfortable?”
“I’d be more comfortable if I was lying on that massive bed,” she said, gesturing toward it with her uninjured arm.
Vince chuckled and moved away from her, his eyes twinkling as he studied her closely. “You’re a funny little thing, aren’t you?”
She frowned. He made her sound like some sort of strange creature when he described her like that. “If you’re trying to pay me a compliment, I think you’re going about it all wrong.”
His chuckle deepened, the sound slipping over her and warming her skin. “Trust me, my wife. It is definitely a compliment. You always have a quick thing to say. You’re very…feisty.”
“Mmm, you used to say you liked my feistiness.” That she could remember. He’d always liked her attitude, the way she gave as much as he. Vince
“Promise?” She sounded so hopeful, he almost laughed.
But he kept a straight face as he reached out and tucked a stray tendril of golden blonde hair behind her ear. “Would you ever doubt me?”
She slowly shook her head. “No,” she whispered, her eyes wide and luminous.
“Good. Because I vow I will never let you down. Ever,” he said, just before he kissed her.
And completely lost his head.
Chapter Eight
Vince’s large, rough hands cupped her cheeks and held her still for his onslaught of devouring kisses, not that Amber protested. She loved it when he grew so commanding, so fierce when he touched her. As if it took everything within him to hold back from unleashing that restrained passion all over her. Usually, he broke down quick—always to her benefit.
She had the distinct feeling that wouldn’t be the case today. He was too cautious, too afraid he’d hurt her. His consideration for her injuries touched her, but she wanted more. How could she express to him that she didn’t want him to hold back? She’d already tried once.
At least they’ve gotten this far.
They stood at the foot of the giant bed, Amber’s body trembling with need as his tongue delved deep inside the recesses of her mouth. Oh, how she’d missed this. Craved it. Human contact, specifically from her husband. She’d longed for his kisses, his touch, the entire time she lay in that hospital bed. The long nights alone in her room, staring out the window when she was unable to sleep. Thinking of Vince and how much she wished she were at home with him alone. Just the two of them. Talking and laughing, eating and exploring the city during the day, making love all night long. That was what they’d done when they first got together.
Maybe once she was fully recovered, they could do that again. She’d like to travel more, especially since she would probably eventually give up on her modeling career. A sore subject she didn’t like mulling over too long since it depressed her. It was a decision she’d have to face eventually, but now…now it was too tough. She could hardly look at herself in the mirror; the gash in her cheek made her sad every time she caught a glimpse of it.
Thank goodness she had plenty of money in the bank saved up for her future and her family’s future too. She couldn’t depend on her husband’s money no matter how often he told her she never had to worry again. She was too independent. Didn’t believe that her family’s poor financial situation should become Vince’s burden. Her mother had wanted to come see her, but her busy schedule hadn’t allowed it and they couldn’t get away…
“I’m losing you,” Vince murmured against her cheek just before he dragged his lips along her jaw in a shiver-inducing kiss. “You’re drifting, Amber. Thinking too much.”
“H-how did you know?” The man could read her every action, she swore. It was rather unnerving.
“I have my ways. I know you better than you think.” His hot mouth closed over hers once more, his hands releasing their hold on her cheeks to drift down along her body before they settled on her hips. “Are you comfortable?”
“I’d be more comfortable if I was lying on that massive bed,” she said, gesturing toward it with her uninjured arm.
Vince chuckled and moved away from her, his eyes twinkling as he studied her closely. “You’re a funny little thing, aren’t you?”
She frowned. He made her sound like some sort of strange creature when he described her like that. “If you’re trying to pay me a compliment, I think you’re going about it all wrong.”
His chuckle deepened, the sound slipping over her and warming her skin. “Trust me, my wife. It is definitely a compliment. You always have a quick thing to say. You’re very…feisty.”
“Mmm, you used to say you liked my feistiness.” That she could remember. He’d always liked her attitude, the way she gave as much as he. Vince
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