His kiss was as hot and hungry as she remembered. Yet the flavor this time was more than desire: it was pure need. He needed her, and he had no qualms about showing it. His intensity lay waste to her inhibitions. Insight flashed that this was what she’d been waiting for: this all-consuming feeling. This electrifying call to discovery. It was like unfurling hidden wings, and guided by instinct, she took the leap and soared.
His hunger was like tinder: she kissed him back with the passion that he’d sparked at the stream—that only he had ever elicited in her. When he licked the seam of her lips, she parted them readily. His essence flooded her senses, wild and forbidden and delicious. The thrust of his tongue seemed to reach beyond her mouth, stimulating her sensual core. She felt his velvet stroking at the tips of her breasts and between her thighs. She whimpered, squirming with need.
“Christ, I want you.”
The growl in his voice made her squirm even harder.
“You want me too, don’t you, sweetheart?”
Captivated by his stark hunger, she couldn’t lie. When she nodded, the glittering triumph in his eyes caused a flutter of anxiety.
“But while we may feel a certain, um, mutual attraction, that doesn’t mean we should?—”
“I won’t hurt you, Gigi,” he said. “Whatever happens between us, you can trust me on this. Your virginity is safe with me.”
When she stared at him, he drew his brows together.
“I assume you are a virgin?” he asked.
“Of course I am,” she said with a small huff.
“Then rest assured your maidenhead is safe with me.”
“Even so.” She tried to think clearly. “It isn’t proper.”
“As long as we don’t do anything incontrovertible and no one knows, who gives a damn about propriety?”
There was something wrong with his reasoning, but the way he was running his thumb along her cheekbone, staring at her as if she was the only thing that existed in the world, was muddying her thoughts. He drew her to him, kissing her until she was limp and breathless.
“If it reassures you, we’ll keep our clothes on,” he said against her lips. “No consequences, only pleasure. Say yes, Gigi.”
Fully clothed and my virginity is safe. No one will know. No consequences…only pleasure.
How could she resist?
The word escaped with her next breath. “Yes.”
He kissed her again, and only then did she realize that he’d been holding back. Now he unleashed his desire, his hunger, and her world went topsy-turvy—literally. Before she could regain her bearings, he flipped their positions, and she was lying on her back, sandwiched between the stone and Godwin’s equally rigid length.
“Feel how well we fit together,” he said huskily.
It was impossible not to. His hard edges pressed into her curves, setting off tingles of delight. She ran her hands over the bulging contours of his shoulders, and at his shudder, she felt a jolt of confidence.
“We do fit,” she marveled.
“You were made for me, little nymph. Made for pleasure.”
Her reply melted into a moan when he turned his attention to her ear, catching it between his lips. His flicking tongue scattered goosepimples over her skin. When he suckled her lobe, her breath hitched. Pleasure sizzled through her veins, shooting to the tips of her breasts.
“You’re so sensitive,” he muttered. “So bloody lovely.”
His mouth was on hers again, his tongue delving deeply. When she licked him back, his groan of encouragement unraveled any remaining inhibitions. He led, and she followed, their tongues entwined in a timeless dance. He caressed the column of her throat, and she arched to his touch as they devoured one another. Then he palmed her breast, his heat seeping through the linen. His eyes on hers, he grazed the tip with his thumb, luring a gasp from her lips.
“Absolute perfection,” he said. “That’s what you are, Gigi.”
At his blatant admiration, she felt a leap in her chest…and in her lower regions. And that was before he began strumming her nipple, adding to the ache at her center. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to quell the throbbing, and he laughed softly before kissing her again, filling her with his tongue, groaning when she sucked on his offering.
“Hungry girl,” he rasped. “I know what you need.”
