One Hot Night Old Port Nights, Book 1 by Unknown Page A

him. She was desperate to be as close to him as she could be and arched her back, pushing him into the cradle of her thighs.
    “Hold on, baby,” he whispered, pulling away.
    She groaned in objection, but he still had his boxers on and stood to shuck them, grabbing a condom from the bed stand and returning to her. Prepared, he covered her fully, entering her body in one sure thrust.
    Audra didn’t need any more foreplay, she was hot and wet, and her body encompassed his like he was a part of her.
    The thought should have scared her, but it didn’t.
    Rocking his hips into her, he took his time, drawing it out in a lazy rhythm that had her nerve endings sizzling, her body tight and needing release, but Scott was holding her at bay, making her wait.
    That was fine by her; she wanted every delicious second of this to last. His kiss was deep as he moved within her body, all-encompassing. Scott was her universe at that moment, and she was his.
    Rock-hard legs pushed him forward in powerful thrusts that were picking up a faster pace as they both turned somewhat frantic, hurtling toward the pleasure they’d been holding at bay, but which wasn’t going to be stopped any longer.
    Scott’s hands framed her face, holding her in place as he kissed her. He watched her and made her watch him as they both shattered, everything coming apart and falling together at once, and she couldn’t hide anything from him.
    She saw his raw need, the tenderness and passion in his eyes as he let go, following her down the spiral to the bottom of a very deep well of pleasure. When the heat finally receded, she was cocooned in the warmth of his body, still close.
    Audra also saw that he felt something for her that went beyond a one-night stand, and she worried that he saw too much. That she felt too much—too soon, too risky.
    Yet she didn’t want to pull away.
    They stayed wrapped together, and as the wind howled outside, Audra did another thing she didn’t plan on. She fell sound asleep in Scott’s arms.
     
     
    Scott rolled over into the warm pillow of Audra’s body and smiled. Peering up over her shoulder at the clock, he saw it was just before six in the morning, and he fell back to the bed, not wanting to leave the comfort of the bed or the woman beside him.
    This had been perfect. Definitely worth the wait. He’d always known it would be, but the question was, once the sun came up, how to convince Audra to open herself to more than a one-night hook-up? He’d seen her excitement about his collection, but also her reservations when they connected on a deeper level. It was everything Scott wanted, but he knew she was afraid, still.
    He wanted to know why. What had happened in her past to put her solidly off of another relationship? There had been a moment when he asked her about kids. It was the only time he’d ever seen her completely shut down.
    Scott had suffered physical wounds, which healed easily in comparison, he supposed. The emotional ones took longer. Sometimes they never really healed, but you learned to live with them and to be happy anyway.
    Audra had managed that, but only by closing herself off. Scott wondered if he could open her up again.
    She mumbled something in her sleep and turned over, curling into him, still asleep. As he gathered her up close, a variety of emotions he’d never really experienced before swamped him, and he kissed her hair. He’d take his time, but he was going to find a way to make this work. Maybe Audra was comfortable with sharing her body, but he wanted more.
    He drew his tongue along the shell of her ear and smiled when she sighed, scooting her butt back against him.
    “Hey, sleeping beauty,” he whispered in her ear, semihard and nudging her back.
    “Mmmmm.”
    As he leaned in to kiss the back of her neck, a sudden crash shook the room. Audra lurched up, looking at him in dazed panic, and Scott froze, unsure what could have caused the noise. A crash outside? Had a snowplow hit