My body slammed into his, both of us fell backward in the mound of hay. His light gasp was almost unheard with the sound of the rain outside the shed.
“Alina,” Tynan whispered, his eyes half closed, his hands still on my back.
“Kiss me back,” I whispered.
He stayed silent, his jaw set, as if he was in pain.
“Kiss me back!” I pressed my lips to his.
Tynan froze for a moment, but slowly his hands landed on the back of my neck and his incredibly soft lips parted my mouth. His kiss was everything I needed, everything I craved for so long. His warm skin, the taste of tangerines and pure desire made me whimper. It took both of us a moment to find a comfortable angle and when we did, I could not hold back the reaction of my body coming to life. I moaned, pressing harder into him, driving both of us wild. The wet clothes were clinging to my body and all I wanted was to peel every layer off, and bask in Tynan’s warmth.
“Alina.” He kissed the soft spot behind my ear.
“Why haven’t you kissed me before?” I asked, catching my breath.
“I was a fool.”
“Do you want this?” I asked, arching my back on top of him.
The palms of his hands pressed against my waist, driving me wild. His dark, hungry eyes took all of me in, as if he could not get enough.
“Every moment since I first saw you,” he breathed into my neck.
Shivers went up my spine and I could not help the wave of pleasure that rolled down to my toes. His lips slowlytraced my skin before I felt his teeth pressing into the soft curve between my shoulder and my neck. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, the sweet current rushed to my core, melting me from within. The agony of pleasure was so blinding, so perfect.
“Please,” I begged without realizing it.
“Slow down.” He caught both of my hands, making me concentrate on his face.
Tynan’s cheeks were glowing, his hair fell into his face and his eyes were on my body.
“I’m ready!” I protested and moved my hips up, enjoying the low growl that escaped his lips. He let go of my hands and almost immediately I unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, lowering my lips to his throat. I could feel the urgent beating of his heart, his stillness that was dearly bought. Tynan exhaled and his arms pressed into my hips, both of us rolled to the side, his lips found mine with short greedy kisses. I gasped savoring the weight of his body when he settled on top of me.
“Are you sure?” he breathed, softly biting my ear.
Instead of answering, I parted my knees enjoying how perfectly we fit together.
“Oh, fuck,” he growled, freezing above me.
His eyes were still on my face when his hand moved down and carefully pulled up the thick material of my skirts. I bit my lip, dying to feel his touch on my bare skin. His fingertips slid up and down between my thighs; so slow and tender, the soft touches were too much to bear. I gasped,unable to stay still any longer. When his fingers found my undergarments, the desire almost exploded from within me, and that was before he parted the thin material and his hand brushed against the sensitive spot between my thighs. I pressed my lips to his hungrily, desperately trying to get closer to him.
His confident, sensual caress repeated the movements of his tongue when he parted my lips. My back arched and I could not control myself any longer.
“Slow down,” he whispered but I was almost to the edge with his simple touches.
“Gods, I’m . . . I’m so close.”
“Not yet,” Tynan whispered, slowing down the rhythm.
I reached down and I found his hardened length. He swore and stilled above me. The next moment, Tynan caught both of my arms and placed them above my head, holding them tightly. Excruciatingly slow, his hand continued circling my center, making me want to beg for a release.
“This is what I dreamed about all night at the inn when you handcuffed me. All fucking night.” Tynan’s hand slowed down a little more, his eyes on my face, his lips parted as he watched me getting close to the edge.
“Please,” I whimpered.
“Not yet,” he whispered, finding another angle.
“Tynan.” I closed my eyes.
