The snoring stopped and all at once I found myself flat on my back with Eagle looming over me. His dark eyes scanned my face.
“No,” he growled.
“Please,” I said softly, not caring how silly I sounded, begging him for this. “Please touch me.”
He stared down at me, his gaze dropping from my eyes to my mouth and then lower, to my breasts. Unwittingly, my chest heaved, and Eagle’s eyes darkened at the sight. He wasn’t unaffected by me; he wanted me too, and yet he did nothing.
“No,” he repeated, shaking his head.
“Yes!” I cried. Frustrated, I reared up and grabbed hold of his arms. Still pinned beneath him, I arched my body, bringing our bare chests together.
E’s hand cupped the back of my head, and his mouth covered mine. Our lips moving furiously, our tongues tangled together as we kissed each other hard and fast.
“Please,” I mumbled against his mouth, writhing beneath him.
Breaking our kiss, Eagle pushed me flat on my back and held me there. “You’re a virgin,” he said.
“I’ve done things,” I pleaded, feeling my temper spike. “I’m not a child.”
“You’re a virgin,” he repeated.
“And I don’t want to be one anymore!”
Eagle’s brow lifted and a smirk twisted his lips. “Oh yeah?”
Narrowing my eyes, I glared up at him and hissed, “Yes.”
He started to smile but the expression was fleeting, soon replaced by a frown. “So you’ve done things,” he said, almost accusingly. “Like what?”
I parted my lips and blushed, not knowing what to say.
Grinning, Eagle bent his head and brushed his mouth over mine. “Like this?”
Stretching my neck, I deepened our kiss. “Yes,” I whispered when he pulled away.
Eagle shifted to one side and pulled me into the crook of his arm, pressing me tightly against his body. Starting with my cheek, he dragged his hand down my face, my neck, and between my breasts. Holding my breath, I closed my eyes as his hand slid up and over, cupping one breast.
“Like this?” he asked, his warm breath tickling my ear.
“Yes,” I said on a whimper.
The ache intensified, straining my body, and my thoughts were a blur. He continued to touch me, first with his hands, grabbing and kneading my breasts, and then with his mouth. He nuzzled and sucked, and when he bit down gently, the coarse hairs of his beard against my tender skin only added to the incredible feelings he stirred within me.
Eagle lifted his head and his dark eyes met mine. “Like that?”
Breathing hard, I parted my lips as my nostrils flared and I shook my head. “No, not like that,” I whispered.
He laughed then, his eyes lighter than I’d ever seen them, his features not quite so hard. I took a moment to marvel at the sight of him, but too soon his head dipped and he pressed biting kisses down my stomach.
Although tense with need, I turned limp beneath him. My legs fell open while my arms lay loosely at my sides. I was boneless, weightless, desperate, and aching. I needed more; I needed so much more of him.
After sliding my underwear down my legs, Eagle tossed them aside and moved on top of me. He stared at me a moment, his indecision plain.
“You want this?”
I nodded quickly because, God yes, I wanted this. I was excited and frightened, but so, so sure. I didn’t know how to say it, how to explain to him how much I needed this and that he couldn’t stop now. I didn’t know what I would do if he did. Cry or scream, maybe, or both.
Closing the distance between our bodies, he kissed me softly, more carefully than before. I could feel his restraint in both his kisses and the way he was holding himself over me, his body tight, his movements controlled. I knew his kisses and these weren’t them; for some reason he was holding back, unfortunately when I needed him most of all.
