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had become an anvil against the scattered pillows with all that I have and all
that I am, oh God, woman, I love you!
Then he dropped, gasping, his full weight crushing her. Intermittent
blue-white charges flickered over his skin, twitching his muscles and making
his eyelids flutter. Tears rolled down the bridge of his nose with
golden-silver sweat. It took several minutes for him to come to and shift his
weight so she could breathe while hard, teeth-chattering shivers consumed her.
But when he finally eased up, arms trembling from his own weight, she
tightened her legs around him, arching to the strangely pleasurable sensation
of uncomfortable warmth deep inside her.
He rolled them both over without withdrawing, so that he could gasp air and
save her badly crushed wings.
"I'm sorry I lost it in here," he said with his eyes still closed, taking in
huge breaths. "You were supposed to be getting a healing bath and resting . .
. I don't know what "
"Shush," she said quietly between deep inhalations. "I started it. I wanted to
give you a gift."
"The King's Ransom was over the top . . . but my real plan, I swear, was to
give you pleasure and let you relax. I was gonna fall back and just do you."
She kissed his chin and then the center of his chest with her eyes closed,
listening to the powerful thud of his heart slamming against his breastbone.
"That's all I wanted to do, too." She kissed one of his tight brown nipples.
"You hear that?"
He stirred, having dozed off just that quickly. "Huh, what?"
She smiled. "That," she said in a soft voice, as her breathing normalized,
then she placed her hand in the center of his chest. "Your heartbeat."
He relaxed again. "Trying to crack a rib right though here . . . yeah."
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"That is my most favorite sound in the universe, Carlos, to hear your
heartbeat, literally, inside me," she said, lifting herself to be able to look
into his eyes. "I thought this time . . ." She shook her head. "That's why I
wanted this to happen, and I didn't care where we were. I needed to make love
to you," she added quietly. "Wanted you to feel how much you're a part of me."
His fingers trembled as they traced her cheek. Silver was everywhere, making
both their bodies glisten. "It wasn't until I realized where I was . . . and
how scared you were this time, that it finally got through just how much my
doing crazy shit affects you. I was trying to say I'm sorry and that I love
you in the only way I sometimes know how." He closed his eyes and stroked her
damp arm, releasing a weary sigh. "But you turned me out so bad that I even
sorta messed that up."
"What in the world are you talking about, man?" She rained kisses all over his
face, making him smile. "Are you crazy?"
"I had plans, old-school plans . . . like back in the day when I could hold my
shit together for a minute." He chuckled softly and kept his eyes closed.
"Problem was, every image I was holding for you was blowing my mind, and I
could no more project us there than I could stop the inevitable I must be
getting old, girl. Damn, that don't make no sense. That was sloppy. Mind
stuttering, no foreplay, just straight animal." His hands trailed down her
shoulders and then covered her breasts. "I'll make it up on round two . . . I
promise."
"You are crazy," she whispered softly against his mouth, loving his touch.
"You almost had me swallow my tongue from a pleasure seizure, rained down
King's Ransom on me till I shrieked like I was being murdered, and shot white
lightning so hard that static was arcing between my fingers and toes . . . and
you're doing postgame highlights?" She shook her head and dropped against his
stone chest. "Go to sleep, man."
"White lightning for real?" He pulled her up and looked in her eyes.
"Blue-white charge jumped from your tattoo to the mist to the bed and back,
lit your eyes, and felt like it was blowing my back out when it hit."
He sat up a little more. "Yeah? I guess I was working so hard I didn't notice
at the time."
"Yeah," she said, laughing. The expression on his face was like that of a
little kid. She cupped his cheek. "Trust me on that; I can still feel it
warming my insides. Go to sleep."
"No shit?" He flipped her over and then kissed her slowly. "You wouldn't play
with me about something like that, right?" He kissed her ear. "Baby . . . I
was trying to give you everything in me to remember me by, in case one day
something does happen to me. Know what I'm saying?"
She nodded. He'd definitely cascaded all her favorite images, ones she'd never
forget, as well as some that she didn't know were so completely special to
him.
"In our line of work, sometimes it just ain't your day, or night. So, I gotta
know . . . no shit, you ain't just saying all this to make me feel better,
right? The burn is way deep, right?"
"No shit," she finally said, chuckling. "Si, Señor Rivera, I can still feel
it, muy caliente. All right?"
He closed his eyes and nodded and then rested his forehead against hers,
pulling her into a slow, tender embrace. His voice became so soft that it was
a mere murmur against her ear as he spoke.
"Bueno."
His thoughts drifted as he peacefully slid away from her body and gathered her
against him to rest. That was all he could do, he was spent, left merely a
husk. Even money said it would be a boy . . . if she got the shivers, she'd
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