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She looked back into his eyes and drank him in, a languid, floaty feeling seeping through her. How could it have been anything but beautiful when it belonged to the most beautiful man in the world?

The molten eyes seemed to drink her right in too. He took her hand and brought it to his lips, then gently lowered it down to his erection, holding her loosely enough that she could snatch her hand away if she wanted.

She did not want to snatch it away, she thought dreamily. She wanted to touch it. Tonight, she wanted everything.

Letting him guide her, she took it into her hand and felt it throb beneath her fingers.

He moaned, his throat moving.

With his hand covering hers, showing her without words how he liked to be touched, she followed his lead. Thrills raced through her to hear his tortured groans and see the ragged movements of his chest. She could feel the heat bubbling inside her, every bit as turned on with what she was doing and the effect it was having on him as she had been when he’d been touching her.

She didn’t hide her disappointment when he suddenly pulled her hand away.

He speared her hair and brought his face to hers to growl, ‘I want to come inside you.’ And then he kissed her, a kiss so deep and passionate she felt her bones turn to heated liquid.

The kiss was over all too soon as he pulled away from her and climbed off the bed. Stepping out of his boxers, he grabbed his trousers and pulled out his wallet. From it, he removed a small box of condoms.

He flashed her a tortured grin. ‘I have been living in hope, matia mou.’

He was back by her side on the bed before she could blink.

He dropped the box on the pillow and pinned her down beneath him, kissing her again, her mouth, her cheeks, her neck, his hands roaming her body, muttering words she didn’t understand into her ear but which added to the sensations already consuming her. The weight of his erection lay heavy on her thigh and she made to touch it again but he grabbed her wrist to stop her.

‘Later,’ he whispered hoarsely. ‘You can do whatever you want to me later but right now I need to be inside you.’

She kissed him, sweeping her tongue into his mouth, letting him know with her body how badly she needed him inside her too.

It didn’t matter that this was something she had never done before. She hadn’t done any of this before, had spent her adult life denying herself something so beautiful and…necessary. Not any more.

Keeping his body so deliciously flush on hers, he groped for the packet and quickly extracted a square foil from it, which he ripped open with his teeth. Then he shifted slightly onto his side and deftly sheathed himself.

His mouth found hers again as he twisted back to lie on top of her, using his thighs to nudge her legs a little further apart so his erection was right there…

He entered her with one driving thrust, plunging her straight into a world where heaven and hell collided.

Hell; the sharp pain she hadn’t expected and that made her suck in a shocked breath…and which Andreas either felt or sensed because he stilled.

‘Carrie?’ He lifted his head a little to look at her, confusion appearing in the molten depths of his eyes.

But already her body was adjusting to the feel of him inside her, the pain already diminished.

She smiled and tilted her chin to press her mouth to his. For long moments they simply touched lips together and breathed each other in. Then she closed her eyes as he began to move, and then…

Then she found herself in heaven.

He made love to her slowly, his thrusts tempered. His hands held hers tightly as he ground his groin against hers, stimulating her as he filled her.

Yes, she had found heaven.

Then he raised himself onto his elbows to lock eyes with her, causing the stimulation to deepen in rhythm with his deepening thrusts. Sensation pulsed like bolts of lightning in her core, a burning need growing and intensifying.

Wrapping her arms tightly around him, she ran her hands down his back exulting in the feel of his muscles and sweat-slicked skin beneath her fingers, then closed her eyes to everything but the sensations taking control, submitting to them, submitting to the pleasure and magic of everything they were creating together until the lightning exploded.

Pleasure shattered through her like a tsunami, bolts tearing down her spine and into her every crevice with an intensity that sent white light flickering behind her eyes and a cry from her mouth that sounded distant with the drumming in her ears.

Electricity danced on her and through her, almost stunning her. She held onto Andreas as if he were an anchor in this world, a dim acceptance that this was all because of him and only him, that there could never be another…

His lips crashed onto hers as he gave a roar that seemed to have been dredged from his very soul and drove into her for one last powerful thrust that made him shudder with the force of his own release.

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