Am I crying?Was she?I didn’t used to cry. Not ever. I think you’ve turned me into a sobby crybaby.
I’ll take the blame if you breathe.
He pressed her palm over his bare chest where she could feel his heart beating. He inhaled. She followed his lead automatically. She was beginning to come to life again, the bright colors receding and the magic electrical sparks fading to leave her wanting more.
You can’t offer to take the blame on conditions if youareto blame,she pointed out.
His soft laughter filled her mind, and his lips followed the trail of a tear down her face.You’re coming around from your sex-induced high. The purring male satisfaction in his voice was almost too much to take. He was definitely feeling smug.
Maya had flung one arm over her eyes as she lay there trying to find a way to catch her breath. She turned her head and peeked out from under her arm to look at the man who gave her so much and never seemed to ask for anything in return. She wanted him. Wanted to give him everything. There was no putting her mouth on him yet. She didn’t have that kind of courage. She would have to work up to that. But she wanted to be part of him. Skin to skin. His body in hers. She felt empty without him. And he needed. No matter what he said, he needed.
She was slick and wanting right at that moment. Still trusting and unafraid. There was trepidation, but if she took the initiative, didn’t put it on him, gave him a gift instead of him being the one doing the giving, she might figure out a way to make love to him.
Gathering her courage, Maya sat up and rolled onto his large frame, sprawling over him, straddling his hips, careful to align her body perfectly so the heat of her feminine core was just inches below his thick shaft. He rose like atower against her belly, between her legs, so hot he felt like a furnace. Excitement coursed through her along with a sense of power.
Gorya lifted his head, his eyes meeting hers in shock. Both hands caught at her shoulders as if he might launch her into the air. His fingers tightened into iron bands, but he didn’t move, his body frozen.
“What are you doing?”
She raised a hand and traced the lines in his face with a fingertip. “I love your face. I love looking at you. Staring into your eyes. I see love there and it always astonishes me. Takes me by surprise. I keep thinking it won’t be there, but you never fail me.”
Maya bent forward to feather whisper-soft kisses from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth. She rubbed her lips back and forth over his, savoring the feel of his soft bristle before she sat up again.
“I’ve been thinking.”
Gorya regarded her warily as he gently pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “It’s always dangerous when you use that tone and get that wicked look on your face.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you,” she promised, doing her best to look sober and innocent. Deliberately she wriggled her body, letting her slick heat slide along his lower belly right next to his cock’s head.
She felt the tremor run through his body, and his hands slipped to her hips. Once again, his fingers dug into her flesh.
“Baby, seriously, this isn’t a good idea.” Little beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
“Hear me out, Gorya.” Deliberately she looked down at his cock, swollen and desperate. Pearly cream dotted the broad head, and she couldn’t resist wrapping her fist around the shaft as he’d taught her earlier and smearing those drops with the pad of her thumb.
Gorya shuddered beneath her, his legs moving asrestlessly as hers had. “I’m listening, baby, but you’d better talk fast or start working on giving me a hand job.”
“I wasn’t thinking hand job. I thought we could skip all the way to step one hundred.”
Gorya froze again, his gaze fixed on her face. She felt she could drown in his eyes. Be lost there. She wanted to drown in him.
“Baby.” The sound was a cross between a groan and a sexy rasp.
“No, I mean it. I want you right now. This way. I don’t know what I’m doing, so you’ll have to help me, but I want you inside me. Filling me up, part of me. Skin to skin. The way we’re meant to be. I want to make love to you. I’m asking you to help me do that.”
“Damn it, Maya, you know I can’t refuse you. I don’t even want to, but you have to be sure. Be certain. You can’t do this for me. I can wait.”
His voice sounded hoarse. Broken. Sexy. He might think he could wait—and he probably could because he loved her that much and he would sacrifice anything for her—but she wasn’t willing to let him do it. And she wanted him.Cravedhim.
She tightened her fist around his cock, thumb moving in swirls through those drops. “I want this for me. For both of us. Right now. I know this is the right time.” Her hips gave a little undulation, spreading fire along his lower thighs. “I need you in me. I just have to be the one controlling how at first.”
Kiss me, baby. I need you to kiss me.
That was unexpected. She had geared herself up for climbing onto his cock, but that wasn’t Gorya, no matter how much he might want her there. He needed to connect them first. And their connection was the intimacy of their minds and his blazing kisses. His arms swept around her. Tight. Firm. That wall of protection he gave her where she always felt so safe.
Very gently Gorya pulled her body to him. She slid deliciously over his straining cock. Sprawled over his chest, her legs on either side of his ribs until he cupped the back of her head and simply brought his mouth to hers. The earth stood still. Time stopped. Her heart clenched hard in her chest and her sex fluttered. This man.
His lips brushed over hers gently. Once. Twice. Barely there. A whisper of a touch, no more, but it was a brand. His brand. His tongue teased along the seam of her lips, silently commanding her to open for him, and she did, helpless to do anything else. Her heart stuttered and then pounded like mad. A thousand butterflies took wing in her stomach. It was impossible not to get lost in the fiery paradise of his mouth. Flames raced down her throat, spread through her veins, straight to her sex.
