you want.”
At his words, she propped herself up with her elbows. “I’m not going to want to stop,” she whispered.
He could scent the truth of her words, but that damn vulnerability on her face cut into him. They didn’t know anything about each other with the exception that they both desperately desired the other, but he could still see how much it was taking for her to lay herself open like this.
Keeping his movements steady was a strain on his control, but he slowly crawled up her body. Her thighs fell open, welcoming him, and he swallowed hard. If this truly was the mating call he felt, he was going to make sure she came before he pushed inside her. He had to prove he could satisfy her.
Covering her body with his, he shuddered as she wrapped her arms and legs around him. Her body was soft, welcoming and, right now, all his. She might look delicate, but he could feel the underlying strength in her as one of her hands gripped the back of his head. She pushed up to meet his mouth with hers.
Their lips and tongues clashed in a frantic dance, his teeth nipping and tugging her bottom lip as she moaned and writhed beneath him. She tasted sweet, like the wine she’d sipped earlier. As her back arched, her breasts rubbing against his chest with each movement, his cock jerked against her abdomen. It would take only a few seconds to push right into her. He’d get to feel that tight sheath wrapping around his cock, milking him. Of course, that would make him a complete asshole.
Slow it down, he ordered himself.
Somehow, he drew his head back from hers. Her eyes fluttered open and she watched him, unsure. “What’s wrong?”
“Not a damn thing, sweetheart. I just want to make sure you’re ready.” Did he ever.
“I’m more than ready,” she practically snapped, her voice trembling with need. “It’s been two...” Her eyes widened a fraction as she trailed off and snapped her mouth shut.
He reached between them and cupped one of her breasts. They were small but full and round. Gorgeous. Holding her gently, he strummed a thumb over her hard nipple. A shudder rippled through her body, her legs tightening around him. He loved that she reacted so strongly to his slightest touch. “Two what?”
“Nothing,” she whispered.
He stopped his thumb.
Frowning, she arched into his hand, clearly trying to force him to move. “Don’t stop.”
He shook his head at her demanding tone and desperation, a grin tugging at his lips. “Answer me first. What were you going to say?”
Giving an exasperated sigh, she rolled her eyes. “Two years.” Her shaky voice belied her attitude.
Two years? He didn’t know how that was possible, but he wasn’t going to question her. He was just glad she’d chosen him. He could tell the admission bothered her, so he dipped his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Hard. He didn’t want her thinking right now, just feeling how good things could be between them.
She let out a gasp that quickly turned into a long moan as she threaded her fingers through his hair. Gripping him tight, she writhed beneath him, letting out the most beautiful sounds. Lord, it sounded as if she was practically purring.
And he hadn’t even gotten started.
Cupping her other breast, he began stroking that nipple in slow, rhythmic little circles as he tugged on her other one. He kept the pressure harder with his mouth but gentle with his fingers.
If her squirming and panting was any indication, she loved it. The scent of her desire grew even stronger, and he knew she had to smell his own. There was no way in hell to hide it even if he’d wanted to.
“I could come just like this,” she panted, rolling her hips and rubbing her wet slit along the length of his cock.
Hell, he could too if she kept talking like that. All his muscles pulled taut in restraint. It would be so easy to slide into her, but not yet. Continuing his teasing on her breast with his mouth and teeth, he reached between them and drew his finger down her slit. He briefly teased her opening, but instead of penetrating, he slid his finger back up and circled her clit with her own wetness.
“Oh...” She trailed off in a string of incoherent words. He couldn’t believe how sensitive she was. When she came the first time tonight, he wanted to taste it.
Though he hated pulling away from her sensitive breasts, he slid down the length of her lithe body. She let out a frustrated moan until she realized what he was doing. Kneeling between her spread legs, he was still lightly circling her clit with his finger. The little bud was swollen, and each time he rubbed it she let out a purring sound that was driving him crazy.
When he shot a glance at her face, he realized her eyes were closed and her expression was one of pure bliss. Well, he could make this so much better. Dipping his head, he captured the bud with his mouth and began stroking the sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue harder and faster.
Her fingers slid into his hair again as she grasped him tight. The more she moaned things like, “oh yeah” and “just like that,” the faster he stroked his tongue against her. When he could feel the trembling in her body increase and he realized she was about to climax, he slid a finger into her wet sheath.
She let go.
Her fingers dug into his head as her inner walls clenched tightly around him, milking him harder and harder as her climax punched through her. As she slowly came down from her orgasm, he withdrew his fingers but didn’t move away. He dipped lower, continuing to stroke his tongue along her slit as he tasted her climax. It was sweet and he knew he’d never taste anything so wonderful in his life again. Something possessive clicked inside him. Something he’d never thought to experience, though he did all the same. He wanted to claim her and learn every little thing there was to know about this woman. Her secrets, her dreams. Everything.
Finally he lifted his head to find her watching him through heavy-lidded eyes. Her dark gaze was practically sparking with hunger. Taking him by surprise, she pushed at his shoulders until he rolled onto his back. She couldn’t have moved him unless he wanted to, but he definitely wanted to see what she had in mind. He was desperate to feel her around him, to find release in her sweet body.
Grinning wickedly, she quickly straddled him. “Now it’s your turn.”
Chapter 3
Stretching his arms above his head, Elias let out a satisfied groan as he opened his eyes. Sunlight streamed in from the open windows, warming his face and naked body. Rolling over, he went to pull Cindy to him and realized she wasn’t there. He was surprised he hadn’t heard her get out of bed, but they’d made love five—no, six times—last night. He couldn’t remember being so worn out.
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