her body.
Their fingers touched as she tried to assist him. He murmuredencouragement against her mouth as he continued to kiss her with a bruising intensity.
A frantic moment later her shirt was gone, flung over his shoulders; her bra quickly followed. She immediately stepped into him, raising herself up on her toes to draw his head down to her, crushing her breasts up flat against him and crying out as he pressed his erection hard against her pelvis.
They were still kissing when he picked her up and carried her from the darkened room as though she weighed nothing.
He carried her, not to the room next to Liam’s, but up the next flight to her room in the eaves. Still kissing her, he walked backwards through the door into the tiny bedroom.
Miranda had left the window open and not closed the curtains before she left and the room was filled with moonlight and the smell of the night-scented stock that drifted in on the night breeze that felt cool against her overheated skin.
She opened her eyes as he laid her on the bed. The sight of the big man who knelt over her sent a heavy pulse of languid longing through her body.
A tiny sob escaped her lips.
His hooded eyes flared, the darkness igniting into flame as they swept over her body. Before his eyes locked on to hers she lay there breathing hard as he unfastened the belt on her skirt. He slid down the zip, bending to kiss the tiny indent above her belly button before he slid the skirt down over her hips.
A moment later her silky pants followed.
His eyes hadn’t left hers for a moment. They did now, and the almost feral growl of appreciation that vibrated in his throat as he looked down at her naked body sent a pulse of lust slamming through her so intense that for a moment she struggled to catch her breath.
She closed her eyes. What was happening was so far outof her comfort zone she couldn’t anticipate what her body would do next. She could feel what little control she had slipping away.
When she prised her heavy lids open she discovered he had removed his shorts. She sucked in a shocked breath, excitement zigzagged through her body like fork lightning and she felt an immediate flood of hot moisture pool between her thighs in reaction to the sight of his magnificently aroused body.
‘If you carry on looking at me like that,
cara
, this thing will be over before it is started,’ he rasped throatily.
‘S … sorry.’ He was watching her and not moving. His stillness had an explosive quality. The muscles in her stomach quivered violently; her mouth was dry.
‘No apology required.’
She shivered and cried out as his hand curved over one breast, then his head was there, dark against her skin as he began to run his tongue over her aching flesh, moving closer to the tight, burning nipple before he finally took it into his mouth.
While he tasted her, his hands began to move, stroking and caressing her everywhere until her entire body was shaking and her skin was burning.
Then his tongue moved lower, the sensual exploration following his hands down her body. She jerked at the touch of his fingers along her inner thigh as he dragged her legs apart, causing her to gasp as he stroked the throbbing core of her pleasure. After the first shock she found herself moving with him, her hips rotating in time with the rhythmic caresses as she felt the pleasure build.
She gave a bewildered cry of protest when he moved away without warning.
‘Hold that thought,
cara
.’
‘What are you doing?’
‘We need protection. I know, I know, sorry, but I promise I’ll be back before you can say—’
‘I want you,’ she completed, her dissent giving way to anticipation at his explanation.
Gianni broke all records racing to his room and then back up. Sitting on the side of the bed, he removed the foil from the condom, stopping when he felt her hand curl around the smooth shaft of his erection.
The touch snapped his fragile control and with a growl he tipped her back on the
Their fingers touched as she tried to assist him. He murmuredencouragement against her mouth as he continued to kiss her with a bruising intensity.
A frantic moment later her shirt was gone, flung over his shoulders; her bra quickly followed. She immediately stepped into him, raising herself up on her toes to draw his head down to her, crushing her breasts up flat against him and crying out as he pressed his erection hard against her pelvis.
They were still kissing when he picked her up and carried her from the darkened room as though she weighed nothing.
He carried her, not to the room next to Liam’s, but up the next flight to her room in the eaves. Still kissing her, he walked backwards through the door into the tiny bedroom.
Miranda had left the window open and not closed the curtains before she left and the room was filled with moonlight and the smell of the night-scented stock that drifted in on the night breeze that felt cool against her overheated skin.
She opened her eyes as he laid her on the bed. The sight of the big man who knelt over her sent a heavy pulse of languid longing through her body.
A tiny sob escaped her lips.
His hooded eyes flared, the darkness igniting into flame as they swept over her body. Before his eyes locked on to hers she lay there breathing hard as he unfastened the belt on her skirt. He slid down the zip, bending to kiss the tiny indent above her belly button before he slid the skirt down over her hips.
A moment later her silky pants followed.
His eyes hadn’t left hers for a moment. They did now, and the almost feral growl of appreciation that vibrated in his throat as he looked down at her naked body sent a pulse of lust slamming through her so intense that for a moment she struggled to catch her breath.
She closed her eyes. What was happening was so far outof her comfort zone she couldn’t anticipate what her body would do next. She could feel what little control she had slipping away.
When she prised her heavy lids open she discovered he had removed his shorts. She sucked in a shocked breath, excitement zigzagged through her body like fork lightning and she felt an immediate flood of hot moisture pool between her thighs in reaction to the sight of his magnificently aroused body.
‘If you carry on looking at me like that,
cara
, this thing will be over before it is started,’ he rasped throatily.
‘S … sorry.’ He was watching her and not moving. His stillness had an explosive quality. The muscles in her stomach quivered violently; her mouth was dry.
‘No apology required.’
She shivered and cried out as his hand curved over one breast, then his head was there, dark against her skin as he began to run his tongue over her aching flesh, moving closer to the tight, burning nipple before he finally took it into his mouth.
While he tasted her, his hands began to move, stroking and caressing her everywhere until her entire body was shaking and her skin was burning.
Then his tongue moved lower, the sensual exploration following his hands down her body. She jerked at the touch of his fingers along her inner thigh as he dragged her legs apart, causing her to gasp as he stroked the throbbing core of her pleasure. After the first shock she found herself moving with him, her hips rotating in time with the rhythmic caresses as she felt the pleasure build.
She gave a bewildered cry of protest when he moved away without warning.
‘Hold that thought,
cara
.’
‘What are you doing?’
‘We need protection. I know, I know, sorry, but I promise I’ll be back before you can say—’
‘I want you,’ she completed, her dissent giving way to anticipation at his explanation.
Gianni broke all records racing to his room and then back up. Sitting on the side of the bed, he removed the foil from the condom, stopping when he felt her hand curl around the smooth shaft of his erection.
The touch snapped his fragile control and with a growl he tipped her back on the
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