Her eyes flew over what he’d uncovered. Taking in the golden skin stretched across broad shoulders and wide chest covered with slopes and planes of muscle. He was magnificent.
“I want to touch you,” she whispered.
“Yes,” he gritted out.
The muscles in his jaw bunched as she stroked his shoulder, before traveling down his body, over the warm flesh of his chest. Hot and hard, she thought.
“You have a beautiful body, my lord.”
“Gabe. And it is you that are beautiful.” He tilted her chin and kissed her softly. The passion that simmered, flared to life as he pressed her to him, skin touching skin, igniting them both.
She felt his arousal pressed to her belly, the thickness and size, and had a momentary doubt, and then his hand was there between her legs. Stroking the curls that led to her secret places.
“I will never hurt you.”
“I know.” She sighed as the finger stroked deeper between her legs. Soft, yet probing.
“Oh, Gabe.” Dimity felt the tension inside her rise.
He eased her back onto the bed, then lay down beside her. His mouth and hands began a sensual journey, touching every dip and curve of her body.
“I have dreamt of you, but nothing prepared me for this… for you,” he leaned over to kiss the curve of her breast.
She’d never wanted a man like she did this one. Even through her innocence she understood this for what it was. Not just any man would make her feel this way.
“Let go, sweetheart.”
When his lips closed around a nipple, she sighed. His fingers pushed inside her, and suddenly she was filled with a sensation that had her fingers digging into his shoulders.
“Oh my,” Dimity managed when she could think again.
“Oh my, indeed.” He straddled her thighs looking down at her. The circle of dots on her thigh drew his eyes. He touched it with a finger, and she shivered.
“Each is perfectly formed, and they make a circle, almost as if someone has drawn it.”
“I have had that since birth.”
“It’s exquisite, as are you.”
His eyes burned into hers. She read the fire and need in the dark depths.
Dimity reached for him, and he lowered his body, bracing himself above her. She touched the line of his jaw, then stroked her hand down his chest to his waist. She felt his arousal against her fingers and ran a finger over the slick tip.
“Wrap your fingers around me, Dimity.” Gabe gritted out the words. “Yesss” hissed from his lips as she did as he directed and let her fingers slide up and down the hard length. “So good,” he moaned.
“I need you, Gabe,” Dimity begged, knowing that only he could ease the ache inside her. And in seconds there he was, probing her entrance.
She tried not to stiffen as she felt the unfamiliar penetration. He took her mouth in a kiss, robbing her wits once more, and she opened her legs wider. He eased forward more, filling her, stretching her, and then he was at the barrier of her innocence.
“You’re a virgin?” He looked at her, shocked.
Dimity said nothing, simply arching up and taking him deep inside her. Gabe moaned and thrust, burying himself completely in her.
There was a stinging sensation, but also so much more than just pain. To feel so possessed by him was indescribable. Closer than she had ever been with anyone before.
“You should have told me,” he gritted out, once again braced above her. His eyes ran over her face, and in that moment, he looked like a fierce warrior, his gentlemanly veneer stripped away.
“Take me, Gabe.”
