She turned to Jensen, noting how his masculinity clashed with the delicate patterns of the room.
"I wanted you to myself" he murmured. "There is a chef and a maid available if you want them. But I have ordered the staff to appear only on demand"
"Did you fix this room specially for me?" Katherine asked. She smoothed the satin drapes at the large windows.
He moved to stand behind her, his arms sliding around her waist to draw her back against his body, his face tucked into the curve of her neck and shoulder.
"Yes" he replied. "Do you like it?"
Katherine leaned against him. He was solid and warm, and so necessary to her. She sighed contentedly.
"I love it" she said softly.
"I'm glad you are here, Kat" he said quietly. He lifted her bandaged hand for his inspection. "You aren't to get this wet until the stitches come out. Either the maid or I will help you bath" He breathed heavily against her cheek. "I had to fight that damned nurse too much to let a maid have you now. I don't ever want to feel that helpless again, Kat. So you are stuck with me"
The thought of Jensen acting as a handmaiden made Katherine laugh. "And I feel as if I have entered a panther's lair, and he is asking me to dinner" she said.
"You..." he breathed. "I need you, woman" He held her tighter. "Kiss me. I can't wait any longer to taste your mouth".
"Jensen, I would really like to rest now," Katherine said.
His palm stroked the warm flush of her cheek. "It's hard for you, isn't it, honey?" he asked slowly. "I don't want this trip to embarrass you"
Katherine turned her face into the cove of his neck and jaw. "I said I would like to rest, Jensen. How much more of an invitation do you need?" she whispered.
"My Kitty Kat," Jensen said. He groaned with aching desire.
She stroked his jaw.
He trembled as she turned to mold her body to his. "I need you so much, Kat. I haven't slept well since Jnr last time you gave yourself to me. I miss making love to you" His hands slid down her spine, cupped her fullness, and edged her higher against the strength of his male need.
She traced the fine lines of his face, noting the dark shadows under his eyes. "Jensen, you need a good tranquilizer" she diagnosed softly.
"Hell, Kat, it's you I need," Jensen said.
"I'm the tranquilizer, dummy" she murmured, and placed her wrists on either side of his neck to tug him down to her. Her tongue outlined a trail of moistness on his mouth. "Undress me, darling" she breathed against his chin, her lips prowling the rugged contour of his jaw.
"I thought you would never ask," he said.
Moments later, Katherine lay naked and waiting as Jensen removed the last of his clothes with shaking hands. For a time, he stared at her as though enjoying the picture she made between the creamy satin sheets.
"Now, what about my tranquilizer?" he demanded. His eyes glittered as they traced each curve. He stroked her from shoulder to breast to stomach to thigh.
Katherine's lifted arms invited him, and Jensen slid between the sheets. He tucked her close, a heavy thigh possessively enfolding her. His hands lightly stroked the sweep of her back. "I missed you in my bed, Kat. I have dreamed of every inch of you since the last time we were together."
His hand shaped her breast. She pressed her hand over it as her mouth met his. "Don't wait, love. Don't wait. I want you, too" she urged.
"Oh, sweetheart" he groaned as he lifted himself over her and entered her gently. Her hips rose to receive him as her arms encircled his back. She reveled in the full extent of his pulsating need as he waited, supported by his elbows, his chest flattening her breasts. A dark flush rose to his skin, his rugged features honed by desire.
He stroked her temples gently, "You are like silk, my lady. Sweet, warm silk" he whispered raggedly. One hand slid down her side, cupping the roundness of her breasts before seeking the fullness of her buttock. He angled his hips upward to fully sheath him and sighed deeply. "I knew I didn't dream this" he smiled and looked tenderly at her face. "This doesn't feel like a tranquilizer at all. Just the opposite"
Katherine's fingernails drew light circles on the tensile smoothness of his back. "In a moment darling" she promised softly as she eased away from him, only to accept his full length again. "Make love to me, now"
Jensen's body settled heavily over hers. A tremor ripped across his wide shoulders as he thrust slowly into her. With rigid control he asked. "Are you positive, Kat? Are you ready?"
Katherine rotated her hips beneath him. "My love, I will be hurt only if you don't hurry" she whispered huskily.
He needed no more encouragement. His thrust was long and deep, slaking yet building their hunger. The first rippling within her gripped him in a silken vise of welcoming moistness. He wrapped her against him as they ascended to the pulsating plateau of mutual pleasure. She took and gave, matching the rhythmic joining of their bodies until the final explosion blazed over them.
As Katherine held him within the cradle of her body, his heart beat heavily against her breasts, his breath coming unevenly against her cheek. He nuzzled behind her ear. She stroked the love damp smoothness of his back.
"It wasn't a dream, Kat" he breathed heavily. He shifted to one side, still sheathed by her.
"I know," she agreed. "Hold me, Jensen. Keep me close to you"
He chuckled and stroked the moist hair from her temples. "I need a shave, Kitty Kat. You have tiny scratches around your mouth.
The rough pad of his thumb circled the soft flesh." Will you sleep with me every night while we are here, Kat?" he asked.
" Every night, my love "Katherine replied." Her hand fluttered down his body. His eyes darkened to black velvet as she continued to caress him.
Jensen's big hand slid over her left breast "I wanted to taste this my love" he said.