He knew how to make her gasp and pant with pleasure.
He was not lacking in this experience.
Of course, it would be different with Tulip, not only because everything was new to her.
This time, his heart was involved and she mattered to him.
He wanted her to know her importance and feel it in his every caress, his every kiss and every loving stroke.
He would give her his complete commitment, give all of his heart and all of his ardor, and touch her as though this was the last time they would ever be together and meant everything to him.
His first kisses had been soft and gentle, but he now pressed his mouth to hers with a more urgent and possessive heat.
Still tender.
Still cautious.
But he wanted her to know she was his.
He was also hers, and hoped to convey this, too.
He ran his hands over every part of her silken body, caressing her breasts and taking each tip in turn into his mouth, teasing and suckling.When he felt her responding, he expanded his onslaught, now sliding his hand to the intimate spot between her legs and beginning to stroke her there while still paying attention to her breasts.
She moaned and clutched his shoulders, then tugged on his hair.“Alex!”
“I have you, love.Close your eyes and let your body take over.”
He wanted this night to be memorable for her in the best way.
He moved upward from her breasts to kiss her on the lips, but he continued to stroke her intimately, knowing just how to build the fire within her.
They both tasted of champagne, for it had flowed freely during the wedding breakfast and they had indulged.
She cried his name again, and it sounded soft and loving on her lips.
Alex.
“That’s it, Tulip.Don’t hold back.”He kissed her mouth, her eyes, and then moved lower again to kiss and tease her breasts that were so beautiful to him.
She emitted little purring gasps, soft moans, and wriggled to push herself against his fingers because she did not understand what was happening to her body but was ready for more.
He held her as though she was the most precious thing to him.
“Alex.”She gasped his name again.
“Sweetheart, I’m going to claim you now.All right?”
She nodded and held onto his shoulders as he positioned himself over her, now wishing he had kept a candle burning so that he could seeherand understand what she was thinking and feeling at this moment.
He sensed she had her eyes closed, her lips tightly pursed, and was holding her breath because she was uncertain what was to happen next.
But her nod meant that she trusted him.
Trusted him with the unknown.
He felt the moment her barrier broke, and heard her gasp.
He paused.
