tell me a little about yourself. I want you to make love to me, right here. I don’t want to have sex with a stranger.”
“ We’re already having sex,” he breathed out, a bittersweet thread of pain pulled from his gut. But he knew what she was saying. He understood. It wasn’t sex alone that had clawed its way into his restless sleep, keeping him awake half the night.
How could he deny her?
“Alright, let’s get to know me,” he conceded, but only partly. This was going to be a blitz tour. He massaged her bottom cheeks gently, pulling her closer, rolling her against his length. “If you can hold out.”
“ That’s not fair.” The words were sucked in on a gasp.
“ Neither is your timing.” His jaw strained to temper the taunt that had done him more damage than her. The restraint added another layer to the desire, a challenge to ride the wave of pleasure-pain until it crashed without warning.
She was already leaning back partially against the tree and her slig ht weight didn’t need both his hands supporting her.
“ You get to ask as many questions as you wish.” He brought one hand up, dragging his thumb over her lower lip. Had he told her how beautiful she was? Her eyes so wide and sensual, the ridge of her cheekbones tinted with a pale pink blush, that incredibly luscious mouth. She was an angel. His fallen angel. “For as long as you can last.”
“ You don’t think I’ll last past the first question.” A wicked glint chased the smoky glaze from her eyes. The desire remained, sharper, more intense. “Why did you leave Italy to move here…to England?”
She didn ’t choose the easy ones, did she?
“ I didn’t leave Italy to move to England.” He trailed a finger over the cute bump of her chin and along the column of her throat as he considered his reply.
He could keep it succinct.
However, he respected her need to glimpse inside him.
“ I was born in Verona, but I’ve lived in California since the age of fourteen.” His finger trailed the delicate skin between her breasts, barely touching. Just like that, her gaze was less sharp, more smoky.
“ Are you parents still there?” she murmured.
“ My parents died when I was young.”
“ Oh, Alex…” Her features softened. “I’m sorry.”
“ It happened a long, long time ago, cara. ” He took a moment to simply smile at her, appreciating the sentiment. Then his finger stumbled on the top button of her bodice and his thoughts moved on. He worked his way down the line, twisting each tiny button free. “And I didn’t move to England, as such, I moved to Darrock Castle. I was looking for a change and a friend mentioned this castle was on the market.”
“ So, you did buy the place unseen.” Somehow, she managed to sound both indignant and half delirious. “Why was it so important to own a castle?”
His gaze followed the path hi s finger had taken, coming to a rest on the swell of her breasts.
“ I didn’t want any castle,” he drawled, his tongue suddenly thick as he peeled back a flap of cotton to find she wasn’t wearing a bra. “But I tagged along with him to take a look, and the serenity of this place blew my mind.”
His palm covered the creamy mound, squeezing tenderly, the pad of his thumb circling her nipple into a firm peak. A rush of desire vibrated along his veins, pricking his skin, pushing him to the edge.
A shuddering sigh escaped her lips, nearly sending him over.
Question time was done. He couldn ’t hold out. This was as long as he lasted.
His gaze snapped up, finding her head thrown back, her eyes closed, the corner of her lip caught between her teeth. He rolled his thumb a nd forefinger around her nipple until it pebbled into a rock hard throb.
“ Kate,” he rasped. “Look at me.”
Her lids lifted slowly, heavily.
He cupped her bottom cheeks with both hands again, supporting, positioning her so he could ease inside. Looking into her eyes as he entered, watching as her gaze melted
“ We’re already having sex,” he breathed out, a bittersweet thread of pain pulled from his gut. But he knew what she was saying. He understood. It wasn’t sex alone that had clawed its way into his restless sleep, keeping him awake half the night.
How could he deny her?
“Alright, let’s get to know me,” he conceded, but only partly. This was going to be a blitz tour. He massaged her bottom cheeks gently, pulling her closer, rolling her against his length. “If you can hold out.”
“ That’s not fair.” The words were sucked in on a gasp.
“ Neither is your timing.” His jaw strained to temper the taunt that had done him more damage than her. The restraint added another layer to the desire, a challenge to ride the wave of pleasure-pain until it crashed without warning.
She was already leaning back partially against the tree and her slig ht weight didn’t need both his hands supporting her.
“ You get to ask as many questions as you wish.” He brought one hand up, dragging his thumb over her lower lip. Had he told her how beautiful she was? Her eyes so wide and sensual, the ridge of her cheekbones tinted with a pale pink blush, that incredibly luscious mouth. She was an angel. His fallen angel. “For as long as you can last.”
“ You don’t think I’ll last past the first question.” A wicked glint chased the smoky glaze from her eyes. The desire remained, sharper, more intense. “Why did you leave Italy to move here…to England?”
She didn ’t choose the easy ones, did she?
“ I didn’t leave Italy to move to England.” He trailed a finger over the cute bump of her chin and along the column of her throat as he considered his reply.
He could keep it succinct.
However, he respected her need to glimpse inside him.
“ I was born in Verona, but I’ve lived in California since the age of fourteen.” His finger trailed the delicate skin between her breasts, barely touching. Just like that, her gaze was less sharp, more smoky.
“ Are you parents still there?” she murmured.
“ My parents died when I was young.”
“ Oh, Alex…” Her features softened. “I’m sorry.”
“ It happened a long, long time ago, cara. ” He took a moment to simply smile at her, appreciating the sentiment. Then his finger stumbled on the top button of her bodice and his thoughts moved on. He worked his way down the line, twisting each tiny button free. “And I didn’t move to England, as such, I moved to Darrock Castle. I was looking for a change and a friend mentioned this castle was on the market.”
“ So, you did buy the place unseen.” Somehow, she managed to sound both indignant and half delirious. “Why was it so important to own a castle?”
His gaze followed the path hi s finger had taken, coming to a rest on the swell of her breasts.
“ I didn’t want any castle,” he drawled, his tongue suddenly thick as he peeled back a flap of cotton to find she wasn’t wearing a bra. “But I tagged along with him to take a look, and the serenity of this place blew my mind.”
His palm covered the creamy mound, squeezing tenderly, the pad of his thumb circling her nipple into a firm peak. A rush of desire vibrated along his veins, pricking his skin, pushing him to the edge.
A shuddering sigh escaped her lips, nearly sending him over.
Question time was done. He couldn ’t hold out. This was as long as he lasted.
His gaze snapped up, finding her head thrown back, her eyes closed, the corner of her lip caught between her teeth. He rolled his thumb a nd forefinger around her nipple until it pebbled into a rock hard throb.
“ Kate,” he rasped. “Look at me.”
Her lids lifted slowly, heavily.
He cupped her bottom cheeks with both hands again, supporting, positioning her so he could ease inside. Looking into her eyes as he entered, watching as her gaze melted
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