Limits. Part 24

I do. He presses up and comes back down as I recite the numbers out loud, a little tingle pulsing through my body.

I make it to ten. My giggles stop, and I feel a familiar pulse of heat spread low in my body.

I count off to twenty. I can't believe the feeling as I sit on his back, like I'm weightless but carried. Like I'm being supported by the strength of the one man I know loves me beyond the limits of any love I've ever known before.

I count all the way to fifty, and I'm flush with a desire so strong, I'm surprised Adam doesn't feel it pulsing through his back. "Adam?"

"Fifty-one," he mutters as I spread my fingers across the bulging muscles on his back.

"Adam?"

Fifty-two," he says, and I run a finger along the line of sweat dripping off his face. "What is it, doll?" he asks.

"I want you. Right now." I can't keep the need out of my voice.

"I could keep going," he a.s.sures me, his arms bulging with muscle I know can support me and will. For as long as I need. There's not an ounce of doubt about that fact anywhere in my mind.

"I know. But don't waste your energy on push-ups when your wife needs you in bed. Now." I can't stop giggling again when he lies down, rolls over me, and pulls me close to his body.

"So, what was that you were saying about wanting me in your bed?" he asks, running his hands up and down my body.

"I think I said we needed to pack," I tease, leaning over and pressing his mouth against mine.

"Mmm. No, you definitely didn't," he growls low against my throat.

"Maybe I said we need to go over your thesis speech one more time?" I say, my body curling into his.

He wraps his arms around me. "Nope. You know how hot talking about yeast gets me, so I know it wasn't that. I think this was a whole different topic. Remind me, wife?"

"Hmm? Maybe I was saying that I needed to get that s.e.xy pink slip out of the closet and try it on for you?" I rub my nose back and forth against his.

"That sounds way more likely." He nods and runs his hands up and down my arms. "And?"

"Maybe I'll need help getting out of it?" I try, laughing against his lips.

"The girl who got three science-based scholarships can't figure out how to get out of a simple dress?" His voice vibrates with a pride that chokes me up.

"Those scholarships were in biology, Mr. Abramowitz. You know, the field you study?" I slide my mouth along his jaw, around his neck, down his chest. "This dress is all physics, and I might need some tutoring. Can you help me?"

"It would be my pleasure." His voice drops low, and his arms wrap around me, pulling me close. "Did I ever mention how much I love you?"

"Did you make an equation for it?" I ask, nipping at his bottom lip. "Because I think I may have lost the notes."

"No equation," he says, his voice hoa.r.s.e. "There's no equation that can express how much I love you, doll. No number. There are no limits."

"So beyond infinity?" I ask, my eyes locking with his, deep green and hot with the combined explosion of l.u.s.t, need, want, and...love. Pure, helpless, unrelenting love.

"Beyond the limits of even infinity. It would even f.u.c.k Einstein up," he says, nuzzling my neck. "Get in the bed and I'll show you, Genevieve."

I jump up and fall back onto the bed, my body, my soul, my heart tingling and bucking, ready for the man who knows how to love me beyond any and every limit imaginable. And I only hope he knows how endless my love is for him, forever, despite any obstacle and ready for every challenge. There may be plenty of roads that lead to chaos in our future, but I'll take a ride on every single one of them as long as it means that Adam is by my side.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR'S.

Liz grew up on the East Coast, and Steph on the West Coast-and somehow they both ended up making their homes with their husbands and children in small, Southern towns.

Liz loves Raisinettes, even if they aren't really candy, the Oxford comma, movies that are hilarious or feature zombies, any and all books, but especially romance (the smarter and hotter, the better), the sound of her daughter's incessantly wise and entertaining chatter, and watching her husband work on cars in the driveway.

You can read her blog at elizabethreinhardt.blogspot.com, like her on Facebook, or email her at

Steph has one husband, four children, and a serious nail polish obsession. When she isn't reading, writing or wiping someone's nose, you can usually find her baking something.

You can find Steph on Facebook, @stephcampbell_ on Twitter, stephcampbell.blogspot.

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