And she did.
Her body was no longer her own. It was his to command. And like a good soldier, it obeyed without question.
Her climax slammed through her so violently that her back arched off the pallet. The tendons in her neck strained. It was a good thing his mouth was on hers. He was able to swallow her scream of unimaginable pleasure.
Pulse after pulse of unending satisfaction pumped through her. He managed to draw out her bliss for innumerable moments. And only when her body couldn’t take any more, only when her thighs instinctively closed around his marauding hand because she was completely spent and so sensitive she felt like one huge, raw nerve, did he relent.
When he pulled his fingers from inside her, she didn’t know if she was groaning or if it was him. Maybe it was the both of them.
Her vision slowly returned, and she found herself staring into his lust-laden eyes. She wasn’t surprised to find his gaze was a pure blue flame, hotter than the fire in the hearth. More dangerous to her heart than anything she’d ever seen.
“Good girl,” he praised again. Then, he stuck his fingers into his mouth, his lids fluttering slightly as he savored her taste.
23
Julia was…
Hell.
He had no words.
Learning her body was a pleasure unlike any he’d known. Her skin was smooth and impossibly soft beneath his fingertips—a silken expanse he felt honored to touch. Tasting her flesh was pure joy. She was sweet and salty and everything a woman should be. And watching her come undone was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen.
Julia in the throes of orgasm…
My god…he thought reverently.
He wanted nothing more than to kiss his way back down her body, toss her legs over his shoulders, and bury his mouth in her womanhood. That trick with his fingers had only been an appetizer; he was hungry for a whole meal. But he knew she was too sensitive. He knew she needed time to recover.
And so he satisfied himself by simply rubbing soothing circles around her belly button as his eyes traced the curves of her body, committing each one to memory.
For such a small woman, she had ample breasts. They were teardrop-shaped, heavier at the bottom than the top. When her arms were above her head, they stood proud and firm from her chest. When her arms were at her sides, like now, they lay against her rib cage in luscious mounds that invited his touch, his kiss.
Because she was a natural blonde, he’d expected her nipples to be cotton candy pink. But they were the most delicious chocolaty brown. They matched the sweetness of her eyes. And they were oh-so-responsive. The way they pinched and hardened at the slightest rasp of his fingertips, at the gentlest probe of his tongue, was enough to make him feel ten feet tall and fireproof.
And speaking of the fire…
The flickering light played with the drastic dip of her waist, cast dancing shadows over the dramatic flare of her hips, and sparkled like gold dust in the small triangle of dark blond hair at the top of her sex.
She was a goddess. Ethereal. Too perfect for this world.
And yet…she was here. She was lying beside him, trusting him to take her further than she’d ever been taken before.
When her breathing returned to normal, when the dew on her skin began to dry, he dragged his gaze back up the length of her body—he couldn’t get enough of looking at her, every inch of her was meant to entice a man’s hunger. He found her eyes on his face. They were gleaming with lazy satisfaction.
She patted his shoulder. “Thank you. I really needed that.”
“My pleasure,” he assured her, his lips twitching.
“Nope.” She shook her head, and he loved how her hair was spread over the pillow like a golden curtain. “Pretty sure that wasmypleasure.”
He chuckled because…
There she is.There’s the funny, confident, dynamic woman who put me under her spell on day one.
He let his hand trail up her stomach, stopping when his fingers brushed the underside of her breast, delighting when her nipple instantly hardened in anticipation of his touch.
“And just think”—he used one finger to trace a path around her nipple, watching her stomach quiver in response—“we’re just getting started.”
