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I can hardly think. ‘This is...’
‘What I’ve wanted to do all night.’ His gleaming gaze bores into me—intense and unwavering. ‘You’re why my pulse is racing.’
I just topple right into his arms. He scoops me close and then his mouth is there again—on mine. And I melt.
It turns out that kissing is the best ever way to neutralise panic. The best way to stay in the moment, to not give a damn about anything else in life—not even imminent death. Kissing is the best ever thing full stop. We kiss and we kiss and we kiss.
I have no idea how long we’ve been stuck here and I no longer care because there’s this and this is the beginning, the end, the everything.
He pulls me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me. So tight. So right. I actually quiver and his embrace tightens still more. I’m twisted sideways but I manage to free my arms to wind them around his broad shoulders and we just keep kissing. He’s hot and his attention is lush and he carries me with him.
This is nothing but a moment in the middle of a storm. He’ll be leaving the country shortly. I’ll never see him again. So I’m not just here, I’m all in as a need I’ve long denied unleashes within me.
‘What was it you said?’ He growls, picking up on my restless hunger. ‘She deserves a good night and I shouldn’t make her wait any longer...?’
His hands sweep over me as he plunders my mouth. I shiver even though I’m hot. He palms my breasts then shapes my waist. I feel his tension, the ridge of his arousal beneath me. I moan as I realise he’s as hot for me. I want it with him. I want it all. He slips his hand beneath my dress. The trail of his fingertips against my skin makes my moans earthier. I can’t retain control of myself. My hips rock to a rhythm that’s new to me yet is as old as time. He doesn’t stop—he targets his attentions. Because he knows what he’s doing. He knows how his touch sends me mad. Dissolving all thought, leaving only feeling. Need.
‘Sweetheart,’ he mutters as he pushes my panties aside. ‘All this wet is for me.’
I gasp and groan at the same time—torn between extreme arousal and embarrassment. It’s not a pretty noise.
But he gives further encouragement. ‘So sweet, I want to taste it.’
Oh. I melt even more because to my astonishment I want that too but there’s no time. I’m not anywhere near naked nor is he but it doesn’t matter because I start to shake.
‘Oh, darling...’ His tongue slides past my lips and into my mouth, invading my heat the way I know he wants to plunder that other part of me.
I ache with searing need. His hand moves more intimately against me and he slides a finger inside my virgin flesh. I gasp—his possession is such a relief but still isn’t enough. I rock my hips. Riding him. He holds me firm while stroking me, gruffly purring encouragement.
‘I want...’ I can’t finish my sentence.
‘I know what you want.’ He growls roughly. ‘Come on me, Talia.’
It’s so intimate I could die. But he orders me into a raw response with coarse, lusty words that make me hotter, slicker, wilder until at last I convulse. I tear my lips from his to shriek through the unbearable ecstasy.
It’s good. Oh, it’s good.
I squeeze my fingers into his shoulders as I shudder, gasping for big breaths to recover something of myself. I’ve just come apart completely. I’ve never lost control like this with anyone. But in his hold, it’s not just empowering, it’s addictive. Only the totality of that insane satisfaction lasts mere seconds. With a moan I kiss him with complete abandon. Showing him what I can’t verbalise—I want more.
He groans and his hand cups my sex possessively. ‘Talia...’
‘Yes.’ Unfettered, I pant between kisses. ‘Yes, yes, yes.’
His whole body tightens beneath me. ‘You want—’
‘Yes!’ But a sliver of sanity stirs and I lift my head. ‘But I can’t get pregnant or—’
‘Your fellow control freak has a condom in his wallet.’ His words are muffled against my neck as he suckles my skin. ‘Kids aren’t on my agenda.’
He’s unapologetic but his obviously vast experience isn’t a turn-off. I know nothing. He knows everything. I could learn. I want to learn. Especially with him. Here’s my chance. I’m not afraid of anything any more. For the first time in my life I’m fearless—such is the power of that orgasm and the madness in this moment.
‘Not mine either. Not yet for me.’ I glance at him. ‘Not ever for you, right?’
‘Right.’ He chuckles lightly. ‘So let me get it.’
He wriggles to dig out his wallet. I just get more aroused all over again.
‘Look at us. Capable people. In control,’ he mutters.
