‘Then let me spread some of clothes out… We can lie down…’
It took Raffaele seconds to haphazardly spread some of their clothing in a reasonably good semblance of a sheet, but it felt like hours. Finally, it was done and they were staring at one another across the tumble of clothes on the ground.
Naked. With the spray from the waterfall on them and the cool of the grotto on them.
They moved towards one another in unison, eyes locked.
‘I want to take this slowly,’ he breathed into her ear, wrapping his arms around her in a caress that was almost chaste. ‘I’ve been thinking about this…wanting it…wantingyou… I want to take my time and pleasure you until you want me to carry on forever…’
Forever…?The word lingered in Erin’s head, pernicious and heady, until she dismissed it because she wondered whether that was a word Raffaele would ever really understand.
They lay down together, adjusting their bodies until they found their comfort zone and then they began to explore one another.
Tentative…eager…slowly…hungrily…
They clung and kissed, at first urgently, limbs tangling but then the kiss softened as they tasted one another, neither wanting to break apart but both eager to explore more, to touch more.
Raffaele had never felt anything like this, anything so wild and powerful and consuming. Each time Erin whimpered, he had to steel himself against rushing everything because all he wanted to do was to reach his orgasm as fast as he could.
Every tiny movement she made against him sent his senses reeling.
He cupped her small breast in his hand as he trailed kisses along her neck and when she arched back, he obligingly took her pert nipple into his mouth and sucked hard on it.
She was so slim that he could feel the outline of her ribs under his hand, could feel every thrilling response to what he was doing, every small shudder.
He touched her lightly, ran his fingers in a feathery motion over her stomach as she sucked in her breath and then he dipped his fingers into her, into her wetness, feeling a slippery way to touch the spot that made her groan and begin to buck against his hand.
‘We can’t take this where I want to take it,’ he groaned with anguished frustration, even as he continued to tease her, tickling the stiffened bud of her clitoris and feeling it pulse to his touch.
He briefly propped himself up to look down at her flushed face.
‘Don’t stop.’
‘I don’t have protection with me.’
‘Arghh!’ Erin likewise propped herself up on her elbows, her chestnut hair tumbling around her face, her mouth parted with desire. She pushed her hair from her face and stared at him. ‘And I’m not on any contraception.’
‘Wouldn’t matter. I always make sure to be responsible for my own protection. You’re beautiful, Erin.’ He smiled when she blushed. ‘Never mind. I know a million other ways we can satisfy one another and when we get back to my cabin…we can pick up where we left off. Might be fun to have some delayed gratification.’
‘Says the guy who’s probably never had to experience that in his life before?’ she teased huskily.
He smiled back at her, appreciatively, eyes devouring her. ‘Change is as good as a rest… I’m certainly finding the idea of delayed gratification a big turn-on.’
He stopped talking and began exploring, this time with his mouth and his tongue. He pushed her thighs apart and smelled her musky scent as he delicately licked her.
When she trembled, he could feel something intensely and gratifyingly masculine tear through him, a feeling of powerful possessiveness.
The thought that this was his prim and proper secretary was a turn-on like nothing else he’d ever experienced in his life before.
He stroked her thighs as he continued to tease her clitoris and then when he knew that she could no longer fight the surging, pulsing need to come, he thrust his fingers into her so that he could pleasure her with more than just his mouth.
Erin was taken to Heaven and back.
She arched back, detached from everything around her, lost in sensation, barely recognising her own guttural moaning as she came against his mouth.
The wall of cascading water cocooned them. It made the experience feel unreal and yet incredibly erotic.
Outside, the fading sun threw everything in that intensely private space into misty twilight.
