Her hands tangled in his hair pulling him even closer as he mouthed her nipples through her dress. Tight arms closed around her back, holding her tightly against him. The rending of material split the silence as her dress sprung open in the back. He pulled the remnants from her waist then sat back on his heels in surprise.
She smiled at his shock. Her surprise had indeed been quite a surprise. She hadn’t worn anything beneath the dress.
The astonishment in his eyes soon turned to blistering desire as he took in her naked form. He stood back up and swept her up in his arms, walking forward and depositing her on the petal-covered bed.
He followed her down, kissing every exposed inch of her body, starting from her ankles and working up to the tips of her breasts.
She was frantic for his touch, his caress, and his lips. Her breasts arched into him, begging him to take them in his mouth. He obliged her, sucking one taut nipple between his teeth and rolling it over his tongue.
“Tell me how it feels,” he rasped, as he let go of one and took the other rosy tip in his mouth.
“Like heaven,” she whispered in a tortured voice. “The most exquisite pleasure I’ve ever experienced. Please don’t stop.”
He raised his head up and gazed directly into her eyes. “There’ll be no stopping tonight.”
Chapter Eleven
The scent of roses surrounded Jenna, and the satin coverlet slid sensuously over her skin as she writhed beneath him. Gray’s hands slipped beneath her buttocks then down her legs as he spread them.
His tongue ran hot and wet down her stomach and toward the juncture of her legs. She arched her pelvis upward, wanting, needing his mouth. “Please,” she begged.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered.
“I want your tongue...down there.” If he didn’t comply, she was going to die with need. She didn’t care that she was a wanton. She only cared about quenching her insatiable desire. Tension was building in every muscle in her body, and she desperately needed release.
He parted the folds between her legs and his warm breath blew over her quivering center. Then his tongue flicked out, and she lost all control of her senses. A cry escaped her lips as his tongue delved further, swirling around the sensitive nub and sliding down to her entrance.
A rush of cool air washed over her exposed skin as he drew away. He stood in front of her and slowly started to remove his breeches. Her eyes widened as his manhood sprang free, and a fresh wave of desire rolled over her.
Her breathing became more rapid as he advanced on the bed. She hoped her nervousness wasn’t apparent to him, but her angst was increasing with each of his movements.
“I won’t hurt you,” he whispered.
Warmth flooded her again as his body covered hers. She wrapped her arms around him, tangling her fingers in his hair and pulling him down to her. “I trust you.”
With a low growl, he captured her lips with such ferocity, she felt completely consumed. “Hold on to me,” he said. “Don’t let go.”
He parted her thighs. Her breath caught as she felt his probing shaft make contact with her flesh.
An eternity passed as he raised his head and looked directly into her eyes. “Make sure this is what you want, Jenna. There is no turning back after tonight.”
She didn’t respond. Instead she wrapped her legs around him, instinctively arching her body into his. And then she felt him enter her. She closed her eyes in sheer bliss. The world around her stopped. Slowly, gently, he sank deeper into her. Then with one swift motion he was fully in her.
Her eyes flew open at the slight twinge. It wasn’t altogether unpleasant, but it broke the reverie for her.
“It’ll get better,” he soothed. “Wait with me.”
His motion stilled, and he tenderly cupped her cheek in his hand. He kissed her nose, her eyes and then each cheek before tugging at her lips.
He moved his hands between them and caressed her breasts, pulling at the nipples with his fingers. She moaned and began to move beneath him. He withdrew and eased his way forward, testing her reaction.
Her hands gripped his shoulders, and she squeezed his buttocks with her legs. With a groan, he surged forward again and let loose the tumultuous sea of pleasure within her. She rocked with him, riding each wave, ebbing and flowing with each thrust.
Faster and faster they sailed, until the world exploded around her. She screamed out his name and dug her nails into his back. She gripped him with her legs as she shook in one continuous arc.
She felt him surge forward, shouting hoarsely with her and then every muscle in his body tightened until she feared he’d break. He gathered her tightly against him, holding onto her before jerking out of her. He rolled onto his side, carrying her with him, and she felt a flood of warm fluid against her belly.
Too sluggish to care what had just transpired, she snuggled deeply into his embrace. “Are you all right?” he murmured against her cheek.
