‘I know you do,asteri mou, and I’ll give you everything you want. Later. I promise.’
Shining eyes held hers as he kissed her and it was all she could do not to explode as excitement and carnal pleasure melded with something unexpected. Stunned, she just had time to register a wave of poignant emotion. Then what he did with his mouth scrambled all thought.
Needy hands speared his thick hair, holding him close. Then his fingers were on her, circling, exploring, insinuating into slick heat.
Her eyes must’ve closed because white light pulsed behind her eyelids in time with every thrust of his fingers and each caress of his mouth. Her hips rose, seeking, and he spread his other hand beneath her, angling her higher.
Rosamund scrabbled to regain control but was far too late. The splashes of white light were edged now with golden sparks, sparks igniting deep within.
Stunned at the intensity of sensation, she snapped her eyes open to find him watching her. ‘That’s it, Rosa,’ he growled, his breath hot against tenderest flesh and his short beard scraping her inner thighs as she clamped her legs around him. ‘Come for me. Now.’
As if on command, she convulsed, overwhelmed by a peak of pleasure that went on and on and on. Still he caressed her, as if needing to ensure she lost all control. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, could only ride crest after crest of jubilation.
She was boneless, shaky with aftershocks and utterly euphoric. Never had a man taken her to such heights.
Another caress made her shudder, overloaded with bliss. But it took his withdrawal to lift her heavy eyelids.
‘Thank you,’ she croaked as he rose between her legs. ‘That was amazing.’
Hewas amazing with his generosity and unstinting care for her pleasure.
‘You’re welcome.’ His mouth hitched up in a smile that was positively devilish. ‘But wait, there’s more.’
‘Good, because I need you.’
Despite the incredible orgasm, she felt a hollow ache inside. And despite clenching internal muscles, the need wasn’t just physical. She wanted the intimacy of being heart to heart with this man. It might be an illusion but she craved more than physical satiation.
Callused fingertips ran down her thighs and along her calves then he lifted her legs up, draping her ankles over his shoulders as he leaned towards her.
It wasn’t what she’d expected but when she felt the heavy nudge of his erection at her core it made sense. She felt open to him, completely dominated by his larger body, and it excited her.
‘Okay?’
‘Absolutely okay.’
He leaned closer, nudging her and pushing in a fraction. She felt her eyes widen as she stretched.
He planted his hands on the bed either side of her and bowed forward, lips skimming her breast. ‘I thought this might be easier for you until you get accustomed…’
To the size of him. Rosamund nodded. She’d known he was big but…
Teeth closed around her nipple in the tiniest nip as he pressed further, the pressure so right. Still he slid deeper.
‘Breathe, Rosa.’ She opened her eyes to see him frowning down at her. ‘Are you all right?’
She nodded, circling her hips, inviting him further. ‘Fill me, Fotis. I want all of you.’
She wanted to possess him, experience his climax, feel him lose control, just for her. She was so hungry for him, it shocked her.
Holding her gaze, he thrust long and slow, impaling himself so deep it felt like he’d reached her heart.
For a breath neither moved. Then she squeezed him and was rewarded by a flicker of those long dark eyelashes.
It would be easy to feel overwhelmed by his sheer physical presence. Instead she was excited. She knew her own power, squeezing again as she gently raked her fingernails down his torso, feeling him shudder.
‘Rosa!’ His hoarse voice was somewhere between a warning and a plea.
‘What’s the matter, Fotis?’ She gasped as he withdrew and surged back slowly, finding a deliciously sensitive spot that made her writhe. ‘You can dish it out but you can’t take it?’
