He tugged at her laces and tossed the boots aside with her breeches following seconds later. His gaze burned into her and she lifted one hand to cover herself.
“Don’t.” She stilled and he took her knees and spread her open to him. “Now this? I didn’t dare let myself dream of this.”
His palms moved down her thighs until he framed her sex between his hands. Muscles deep inside her clenched and released, as if they could beckon him to fully touch her. Both thumbs moved to part her and one settled on the spot where all the throbbing pressure had built up. This time, she did cry out.
He twisted in tiny circles, dipping into her wetness and drawing it up until the slippery friction brought her hips off the bed. She flung her hands over her head, grasping for something, anything, her fingers curling into a pillow. His lips pressed to the skin inside one knee and she jerked at the hot tingle it sent through her.
The speed of his finger increased and the spiraling sensation already building began to wind tighter. Her release. Now that she understood what it was, she urged it on, climbing higher and higher until she thrashed beneath his touch. Just when she began to teeter over the edge, his thumb disappeared.
“Christian!” His name came out on a strangled cry as she hooked her legs behind his to keep him from retreating.
He didn’t move. Instead, his hands slid to her hips and he tugged her closer. Closer. Until her bottom reached the edge of the bed. The solid heft of his erection rested at the juncture of her thighs, her curls nesting around him. She arched from the sheets, scooting even closer and he let out a soft chuckle.
“Not so fast.”
He began to slide himself up and down until her chest felt like it might explode. Each gentle caress sent her careening toward the release still hovering out of reach. And then he slipped down farther, his hands gripping her thighs as they quivered. Holding her open. He pressedthere. At her opening.
She might die. Perhaps she already had.
He shifted on his feet and a blessed pressure began to fill her. Herlegs tightened around his waist. Tried to pull him in deeper. The shadows in his eyes intensified as he gazed down at her. “This is so much better than anything I ever dreamed.”
Samantha let out a whimper when he stopped his nearly imperceptible movement. Pulled himself free. Pushed back in. He repeated the motion until her hips bucked against him.
Her entire existence boiled down to this single moment. They stared at each other, chests rising and falling in rapid unison. Christian’s fingers dug into her hips, holding her steady. Her eyes began to drift shut.
No. She snapped them open. Not a chance she was missing this.
After one last withdrawal, the throbbing tip of him barely touching her, he slammed forward. The bed jerked with the force and she cried out at the fierce waves of feeling bursting through her as he stretched her fully.
His head fell back, dark hair cascading over his shoulders and his mouth went slack, lips parted in a moan that went straight to her core. The corded muscles in his arms trembled as he held her against him, grinding his hips in a slow circle as she adjusted to the intrusion.
“So wet. So tight. So good.” The words tumbled from his mouth one after another, hardly recognizable in a reverent whisper.
She rocked into him, tilting her hips to allow him better access and he let out a soft curse. The movement seemed to unlock a tempest in him and he began thrusting with wild abandon. So much feeling. Had it been like this before? She couldn’t remember. Couldn’t think straight as her body fairly vibrated around him. Their grunts came out in sync with each deep bump against the heart of her sex.
In one abrupt movement, he lifted her into him. She let out a yelp as he climbed onto the bed without breaking contact or rhythm. Once his knees hit the mattress, he lifted one slender leg over his shoulder and tilted to the side. He leaned over her until she could hardly bear the stretch. At that exact moment, his finger settled over the throbbinglittle nub where all the energy in her body had centered.
The room began to spin as he worked the spot in rapid strokes while slowing the rest of his movements. Each deep plunge sent her careening toward her release. He dropped her leg and bent his lips to hers, murmuring nonsensical words. So close. Her eyes fluttered shut and the rattle of rain on the shutters melded with the sounds of their joining.
This... this was heaven. His tongue pressed into her mouth at the same time his finger switched directions. And she leaped from that high-up ledge. One big shuddering breath and her world exploded.
He caught her screams as her legs went rigid and her back arched from the bed. Each surge of pleasure sent her muscles clamping around him, the delightful squeezes of pressure making her soar even higher. He continued his pace, holding her against him as the wild feelings began to subside and her body went limp. Feather-soft kisses covered her cheeks and neck.
“Samantha.” Her name came out on a shaky breath as Christian slowed to a stop.
She opened her eyes and met his hooded gaze.
“Samantha.”
Time went still as her chest constricted.Samantha. The way he said it, full of reverence, sent a burst of warmth blossoming around her heart.
God, she would never forget this moment.
His eyes closed. His head fell back.
Samantha felt him surge inside her, flaring within her swollen heat, a single moment before he went tense. His hoarse shout came at the same time a rumble of thunder rocked through them and his hips collided with hers in a heavy thrust. Her hands went to his backside, pulling him deeper as he trembled over her.
The slack lines around his mouth slowly transformed into a contented smile as the pulsing at her core subsided. A sheen of sweatglistened on his brow and she reached up to brush a damp curl away as the room lit in a flash of lightning. He bent and pressed his lips to her forehead in a tender kiss, his ragged breaths puffing around her face. One last thrust, one last moan, and he collapsed at her side.
