Diana shivered as his hair-roughened thigh slid between her knees. She sucked in her breath, and her fingertips splayed across his chest. He slid one finger into her, testing her readiness and groaned with satisfaction as she began to dampen his hand. Her eyes widened as she looked up at him.
Colby was suddenly very big, very male and very much in charge of the situation. When he gazed down into her face, Diana knew he was well aware of her quickening response.
Holding her captive with his eyes as well as his weight, Colby gently caught her wrists and pinned them to the pillow on either side of her head.
“This primitive enough for you?“ he asked, his voice sexy and excitingly rough as he arched his lower body against her softness. Again and again, he moved against her, seducing her into the ancient rhythm. His hard, blunt manhood pressed against her but he didn’t enter her. “Remind you of a professional warrior you used to know?“
Diana moaned as he began to sink into her with slow deliberation. “What do they feed professional warriors these days to make them grow this big?“
“A lot of raw meat.“
“Oh.“ She closed her eyes and cried out softly as Colby thrust deeply into her.
She waited for him to resume the mesmerizing pattern he had used to tease her a moment before. She knew the pattern well – knew that it would bring them both to a glorious release, but Colby didn’t move. He stayed where he was, locked within her softness. Keeping her wrists chained to the pillow, he lowered his head to trail a string of hot, damp kisses down her throat to the peaks of her br**sts.
“Colby?“
“Hmm?“ His attention was on the valley between her br**sts now.
“You’re driving me crazy.“
“Good. I like it when you go crazy. I like to hear you scream.“
“I do not scream.“
“What do you call it?“
“Little cries of sensual completion,“ Diana stated loftily. She wished he would start moving within her. She could hardly stand the tight, full feeling of having him lodged within her pulsating body.
“Little cries of sensual completion, my foot,“ Colby muttered. “You’re a screamer. You go wild in my arms and you scream. There’s no other word for it. I’m going to make you scream for me tonight.“
“Are you?“ Diana gave up trying to dissuade him. The feel of him inside her and all along the outside of her was overwhelming her with excitement. A savage warmth was pouring through her. She was suddenly hot and restless and full of fire. Deliberately she tightened herself around him.
Colby groaned. “Oh, yeah, honey. That’s what I want.“ He released her wrists and began to thrust slowly in and out. The muscles bunched in his shoulders as he held himself in check while he waited for her to reach the heights.
Diana wrapped her arms around him, and then she wrapped her legs around his driving thighs. And when he had finally summoned them forth, Colby drank the feminine screams of release from her lips. An instant later he shouted his own satisfaction into the darkness.
Floating on the edge of dreamy contentment, Diana smiled to herself as a stray thought drifted through her mind.
This time around everything was different. This time around everything was right.
A long while later Colby stirred in the shadows. “I’ve been thinking. Making some plans.“
“Have you?“ Diana yawned.
“It’s time we made a doctor’s appointment for you. You heard what they said at the clinic when they gave us the results of your test the other day. We need to get started on a prenatal care program.“
Diana, who had been on the verge of sleep, came awake in a hurry. “I have a gynecologist in Portland. I can make an appointment with her.“ Diana stared up at the ceiling, feeling rather flustered. So many new things to think about.
So many changes to make in her normal routine.
Colby’s palm settled warmly on Diana’s still flat stomach. “Set it up, and well drive down to Portland to see her. It’ll give us a nice break.“
“What about your writing? I can drive to Portland by myself.“
“I’ll handle the writing. And I’ll drive you to Portland.“
Diana tried to decide how it felt to have someone else making the decisions. On the one hand, it was an enormous relief to share the responsibility. But on the other hand, it frightened her to have a man assuming that responsibility for her. She wasn’t accustomed to having anyone look after her, least of all a man.
“Stop worrying about it, honey,“ Colby said. He sounded amused. “You’ll get used to it.“
“Have you taken up mind reading?“ she demanded.
“No. But at times like this, it’s not hard to figure out what you’re thinking.“
She decided to ignore that. “Maybe it would be a good idea to spend a couple of days in Portland. I could check with Aaron Crown and talk about going back to work for Carruthers and Yale for a few months.“
“You don’t need to go back to work. You can wait until after the baby arrives.“
“No,“ Diana said firmly. “I want to go back to work while I wait for the baby.“
“Just so long as you remember that you’ve got other priorities in your life now.“
She heard the determination in his voice and decided to try to defuse his new mood with a little teasing. She rolled onto her side and propped herself up on her elbow to gaze down at him.
“Other priorities?“ Deliberately she drew her nails across his thigh.
It startled her sometimes to see just how quickly Colby could move when he wished. He caught her wrist and tumbled Diana back down onto her back. Then his strong, hard body was looming over her, blocking out the pale moonlight. His thumb rubbed the gold ring on her left hand.
“Two other priorities to be precise, Madam Executive. Me and the baby. And I’m not going to let you forget either of us.“
“How could I?“ she asked softly just before his mouth captured hers.
4
“The next thing we do, now that we’ve gotten married and seen your doctor, is start thinking up names for the kid.“
Colby forked up a large slice of salmon and regarded Diana across the small restaurant table. “How do you feel about Bertha Maud if it’s a girl, and Horace if it’s a boy?“
“You can’t be serious.“ Diana was still dwelling on the conversation she’d had with her doctor the previous afternoon. The pregnancy was becoming more and more real by the day. And Colby seemed determined to make sure she faced it. Every time she turned around, he was bringing up some subject that had to do with babies. Tonight they were eating at one of the best restaurants in town, but she could hardly concentrate on the excellent food she had been served. Now Colby wanted to talk names. “I wouldn’t stick any kid with a name like Bertha Maud or Horace.