One hand gripped her hair, holding her in place, while his mouth devoured hers. The other grabbed her hands and trapped them above her head, holding her captive.
“Open your eyes,” he commanded.
Though it felt like weights were holding them down, she cracked them open, looked into his passion-filled eyes while he continued his erotic dance. Time stopped. She’d gotten her wish. This moment was forever frozen in time, and she would never have to leave it.
“Let go, Sage,” he said, and she did. She flew over the cliff—this time with him, and it was even better than before. It was better than she’d ever imagined it could be.
Silence reigned for several moments. He withdrew from her, making her groan her disapproval, but he didn’t go far. He simply turned onto his side, pulling her into his arms as he kissed the tops of her breasts, her shoulder, her neck.
“You’re amazing, Sage.”
“I could do that forever,” she said with a sigh, making him chuckle.
“I may need a few minutes to recover before we try again. And again. All night long.”
“Ah, but I want more now.” In her newly found passion for this man, she felt bold and strong.
“Woman, we will never leave this suite,” he told her. He captured her nipple and sucked, making her writhe against him.
“That’s a promise I’ll hold you to,” she said, and pushed his head closer against her breast. And then she urged him upward. His mouth returned to hers and her body caught fire once again as he began caressing her in all the right places.
Sage was forever lost in Spence’s arms, and for now, at least, she never wanted to be found again.
Spence woke Sage up by stroking the flat planes of her stomach. “I know I promised never to leave the suite, but I do have a full day of fun planned,” he told her.
“Mmm, how about this? Our fun day happens right here in this bed . . .” What a wanton woman she was turning into. This was so not her.
“You aren’t going to be able to walk if we make love again, Sage.”
When she shifted, she finally felt the ache. And she had to groan when she sat up.
“Oooh, I think you’re right,” she said, chuckling as she moved to the edge of the bed. She stood up in front of him completely naked, shocked she wasn’t embarrassed. Maybe it was because she’d suppressed her sexuality for so long, and now it was coming out in spades. But when she took a step, she winced. Yep, she was sore.
“I changed my mind. A day in bed is all the fun we need,” he said, making her turn toward him. Pure lust filled his eyes as he looked at her body.
“Sorry, that offer has expired,” she said with a smile. “The doctor has ordered a superhot shower.” With that she turned and walked to the bathroom, adding an extra sway to her hips because she knew his eyes were glued to her derrière. His moan gave her immense satisfaction.
Somehow, they managed to get out of the suite—after he joined her in the shower and helped wash her back, and then the rest of her. Sage felt she was on an all-time high, and the day couldn’t possibly get any better, even if it was cold and foggy outside and a serious chill crept through her body. At least it wasn’t snowing or raining.
“Are you going to tell me yet what we’re doing?” she asked as the two of them climbed in the rental car.
“We’re meeting up with my good friend Austin and his wife for a day on the water,” Spence replied.
Sage looked doubtfully at the foggy skies. “Um, won’t that be cold?” she asked.
“If people in Seattle waited for the clouds and rain to go away they would never make it out on the water,” he said with a laugh. “Just consider it all a part of the atmosphere.”
“I think I could be happy doing just about anything with you,” Sage said as they pulled up to the marina and parked the car.
A couple was walking toward them, and Sage recognized Austin Anderson, whom Sage last saw at the party at the Whitmans’. “I wasn’t sure if you were going to make it,” Austin said. “When you said you were staying at the Olympic, I figured you’d never get out of bed.”
Sage blushed scarlet as Austin smiled with no remorse.
“Austin, that is no way to talk, and you know it,” the woman on his arm said. “Why do you Anderson men think you can run roughshod over people’s feelings? You’ve embarrassed this nice woman. I’m sorry about my husband’s behavior. I’m Kinsey, by the way.”
She stuck out her hand and Sage grasped it, feeling ridiculously shy. “I’m Sage Banks,” she said after a long pause.
“Are we going fishing, or gonna just stand here?” Spence asked as he clapped Austin on the back.
“We’d already be on the water if you hadn’t taken your time getting down here,” Austin replied with a grin.
“Well, I had a late night,” Spence said with a waggle of his brows, making Sage blush even more.
They boarded Austin’s boat from the private marina on Puget Sound and were soon gliding across the foggy but calm water.
“It’s been a great fishing season,” Austin told them. “Dad and I have come out a few times. We’ve even managed to pull my cousin Lucas from the office for a trip or two.”
“That’s a miracle,” Spence said as their boat moved slowly through the no-wake zone, allowing Sage to see everything. This was her first boating expedition. Spence seemed to be treating her to a lot of firsts.
“I know. He’s a workaholic. Still, he’s slowed down since marrying Amy and having his kids. Our trips nowadays are largely of the park variety,” Austin said with a laugh.