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Kianti lost the ability to offer any further direction when he took the nipple and suckled with a deft finesse. She continued to writhe beneath him, arching shamelessly and on fire to feel every bit of him.
Expert fingers manipulated one nipple while perfect teeth bit down softly on its twin. Moments later, Therin switched to the other nipple and molested it in much the same fashion. He tugged the open front of her dress farther apart, and eased a hand beneath her back. He lifted her slightly to pull away every scrap of clothing clinging to her body.
Kianti moaned her disappointment when his mouth traveled away from the wet nipple. His nose dipped into her belly button just briefly before moving down to explore the baby-hair-smattered triangle above her sex. Her legs quivered noticeably as she arched more uncontrollably.
Therin was of a mind then to torture and in the most sensual manner. His nose outlined her clit and labia. His smile was arrogance personified when she hiccupped on the gasp she uttered. He held her still, strong hands curved about her thighs before his tongue replaced his nose. That time, she hiccupped his name and twined her fingers in her hair loose and flowing around her oval face.
Her scent enticed him like a drug. It clung to every part of her—most of all, the part of her he was especially infatuated with just then. His tongue plunged deep. He had to know if she tasted as incredible as she smelled.
Better, he thought when his tongue sank into an abundance of heat and moisture. He applied a warning squeeze to her toned thighs when her hips lifted from the tangled bed. Slowly, she thrust against his mouth and cursed the orgasmic waves that sliced through her. She wanted to savor and savor…what he was doing felt far too incredible to be hurried.
Therin pleasured her tirelessly, jerking out of his shirt and dark jacket as he did so. Kianti watched him, her ebony eyes half open and glistening with desire. The flex of the muscles in his back and shoulders was as powerful an aphrodisiac as his tongue rotating inside her. She smoothed her palms across his head, luxuriating in the close-cut waves that rivaled his skin for silken appeal.
He could feel her inner walls tense and knew she’d be coming in moments. It was then that he focused on her reaction—searching for any signs of discomfort. The bliss on her exquisite face served to stoke his ego as opposed to his concern. He worked kisses upward again ignoring her hypnotic voice when she told him she wanted more. Instead, he took hold of her bare bottom and drew her into him.
“I want this,” she groaned, circling her sex against the thick bulge still confined within his trousers. “Mmm…I want this.” The words silenced and they nuzzled into another kiss. “Mmm…” She took great pleasure and time in drawing her moisture from his tongue. The kiss lasted but a few heated seconds before Therin pulled back suddenly.
Kianti blinked. “I’m fine,” she promised.
He smiled yet shook his head while frowning. “I didn’t come prepared…no condoms.” He grimaced over the admission.
Kianti tilted her head and looked up and over at the nightstand. “Check the drawer.”
The regret in his crystalline stare shimmered into what Kianti would have sworn was anger. “I was hoping we’d come back after dinner and…I hadn’t planned on taking no for an answer.” She bit her lip and awaited his reaction.
He looked down at her chest heaving and fondled a nipple until she moaned. “Would you have taken me against my will, Ms. Lawrence?”
“Mmm…are you trying to…entrap me, Mr. Ambassador?” She winced on the pleasure of his touch.
“In a manner of speaking,” he answered. Taking her wrists, he held them above her head and plied her with another languid kiss.
“Therin, please…give me this.” She ground herself desperately against him.
He rose up then, leaving the bed to unfasten his belt and trousers. They joined the shoes and socks on the carpet along with his boxers.
Kianti had pushed herself up toward the head of the bed. She braced on her elbows and watched the garments fall. No desire was masked in her tilting onyx stare until her lashes settled and she moaned in expectation of the ecstasy she was sure to find with his flawlessly sculpted frame.
Therin kissed his way back up her body. Once more, he stopped to pay homage to her breasts. Kianti shuddered at the graze of his arousal, stiff and lengthy against her thigh. Again, she begged him. He kissed her to silence further pleas while wrenching open the nightstand drawer and rooting around inside for what he needed.
Kianti linked her arms about his neck, brushing her nipples across the taut, muscled breadth of his chest. Her nails grazed the carved pecs and abs on a journey downward until she closed her hand just barely around the width of him.
