He pulled back, leaning his upper weight on his brawny arms as he stared down at her. “I don’t know what a Dreamwalk is, but does it matter? It all feels pretty real to me.” He closed the distance between them until the only thing she saw was the burning intent in his gray eyes. “And if it is a dream, I’d rather not wake up.” His lips hovered close.
Energy crawled from the tips of her toes and swirled up her body as she studied his mouth. Her nipples and clit swelled. Damn man hadn’t even touched her yet. The anticipation of his kiss made her mind blank. She couldn’t think, couldn’t move. Just stare into his eyes, her body tight with suspense. Her heart thudded in a hard rhythm as she caught her breath, waiting… waiting for that first touch.
After an eternity, his full lips once again caressed hers. His soft brushstrokes threatened to steal the last of her sanity. Deep inside, her muscles clenched as arousal teased her. To hang on, she wrapped her arms around his neck, entwining one of her legs between his. The action put her throbbing sex in line with his hard member.
Grabbing a bunch of her hair in one fist, he pulled her head to the side as the soft kiss turned into a blazing inferno. He widened his legs, splaying hers. Swallowing her gasp, he danced his tongue with hers, stroking in an all-consuming act. They moved as one. His free hand shaped her body, smoothing down her side, and cupped her butt cheek, bringing their groins even closer. She wiggled to rub his heavy erection against her, desperately trying to get the friction where she craved it.
Ari broke the kiss, closing his eyes with a moan before she once again became the focus of his intense hunger.
A shiver slipped down her spine.
“Irnini,“ he groaned. “Have pity on this simple man. I’m having a hard time keeping control when you move against me like that. I beg you, take this slow so we may savor our time together.” He nuzzled the side of her neck. “Let me discover what you like. Allow me to explore you more thoroughly.”
He didn’t wait for her answer as he bent and kissed the side of her neck. That dangerous free hand of his roamed under one of her breasts before covering it. He feathered kisses from her jawline to the underside of her chin.
Lifting himself, he dropped his heated gaze to her exposed breasts. He sucked in a sharp breath. “If there is anything more gorgeous, I’d insist that wasn’t possible.” His reverent whisper was a heartfelt prayer.
Morgan warmed under his regard, feeling sexy and wanton. For this fiercely beautiful man to say something like that was more than she dared to hope from any lover. Reaching up, she traced the minute lines on his face, the shape of his scruffy jaw, before outlining the contour of his luscious lips.
She allowed a sultry smile to peek out, peering at him through her lashes. “It’s hard to believe you don’t know what you’re doing,” she admonished him.
His only answer was to cup one of her breasts, his thumbs brushing her peaked nipples before dipping his head to run a trail of fire from her chin, down her throat, to the tips of her breasts. The erotic action of his mouth tugging and pulling her sensitive nipple caused the puckered skin to harden.
A small keening moan escaped her throat.
He let her breast go with a pop, then feathered kisses down her ribs to her flat stomach, with light licks here and quick nips there. Her muscles quivered and rippled under his masterful ministrations.
“Your skin is so delicious,” Ari growled against her stomach. With almost languid movements, he traveled south to the curls at the juncture of her sex. “What’s this?” he teased. “Must be a lush territory, just waiting to be conquered.”
Oh God. She should tell him his corny words were stupid. Later. Much, much later.
“And what mysteries do we have here?” He breathed on her mound as he used a finger to part the curtain of her sex. “Ah, this little bud. What shall I do with you, my little friend?” He tickled her overly sensitive flesh with his forefinger, nestling his broad shoulders between her thighs, widening the juncture for his pleasure.
If the damn man was any better at this, she wouldn’t survive his so-called fledgling inexperience. Morgan gripped his shoulders and moaned softly, unable to voice those directions she’d promised him. As if he needed guidance from her.
Ari turned his head, a lazy, languid motion. Those steel-gray eyes turned a dark shade, now tinged in molten silver. “Your scent has enthralled me,irnini,”he whispered. “If there is anything more riveting in the universe, I would argue it wasn’t possible.” He inhaled deeply, a self-indulgent grin creasing his full lips as he studied her womanhood. Stark, raw hunger stamped on the lines of his face. So seductive.
Her entire body clenched in anticipation as she held her breath. Every word, every touch from him, was killing her. Slowly. Inch by sizzling inch. His kisses. The feel of his hard body against hers.
She burned for him. Right the hell now.
“Please, Ari,” she mumbled, squirming beneath him. Every part of her was trying to force him back up to align their bodies just where she wanted them.
“Now, none of that.” He gave a smart slap to the edge of her butt. “I’m going to make sure you’re ready for me, my beauty. I couldn’t bear it if I somehow fell short of bringing you the ultimate pleasure.”
Morgan gasped at the slight sting and grabbed the top of his head. She tugged his silken strands, trying once again to bring him over the top of her. “No… I’m… ready… now!” She wailed when his tongue swept over her straining bud, causing her to buck mindlessly.
He clamped an arm around her waist to hold her captive for his hedonistic attention.
Another short smack, causing heat to flare. Part pain, but mostly pleasure.
“Don’t be so impatient,irnini. Stay still.”
“I can’t… no… impossible,” she gasped her denial.
His head lifted, his glistening mouth now creased with a stern, reprimanding look.
Morgan’s fingers fisted closer around his captive hair, but stopped trying to move him. She held on for all she was worth as the building pressure strained from her sex outward. It was almost more than she could bear.
