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‘Why?’
‘Because it feels so good.’
‘Then that’s the only encouragement I need to continue.’
She whimpered with pleasure, helpless beneath his touch, relishing the way he was massaging her buttocks and, in the process, pressing her hard against his rigid erection. ‘That feels so good.’ A shudder of pure lust consumed Lisa’s body as she stared into Tino’s eyes. ‘I’d like to—’
‘Like to what?’
‘Continue.’ She smiled against his mouth.
‘In that case…’ Catching hold of her wrists, he turned her again, pinning her securely beneath him.
She had never done this with anyone. She had never trusted anyone enough. With Tino it was different, because she didn’t feel frightened of him…and that was because when Tino touched her, even when he held her pinned down like this, she knew he would never forget himself, he would never forget how vulnerable she was pitting her strengt
h against his. He knew how firmly to hold her, and when to let go. He could read every nuance in her face, and had mastered his prodigious strength so she could wrestle with him and still feel safe.
The warmth in her heart was threatening to overwhelm her, Lisa realised, feeling her eyes fill with tears. Fire was rushing through her limbs at the thought of making love with him, but there was something even more compelling building inside her… Was it tenderness? Or could it be love? It was something she had never felt before, so it was hard to be sure—and then Tino greedily seized one of her tightly extended nipples and began to suckle, and no more thoughts were possible…
Lisa cried out with delighted surprise, lacing her fingers through his hair to urge him on. Why hadn’t she known pleasure like this existed? Why had she never felt this way before? When Tino stopped briefly to read her face she made an angry sound, and kept on making it until he found the other nipple and suckled on that one too.
‘That’s better,’ she approved throatily. ‘I like that.’
‘Oh, do you?’ He lifted himself on one elbow to stare into her face. ‘And do I exist solely for your pleasure now?’
She considered his question through narrowed eyes. ‘I don’t see why not.’
As she gazed at him he could feel her strength and her certainty. They were worthy combatants. ‘Then don’t you think you should take these off?’
‘Let me,’ she insisted, and he watched as she ripped off the fragile briefs. Her boldness excited him. The fragile briefs were as much a hindrance to her as they were to him. This was a joust between equals; each of them wanted to see how far the other would push. ‘Lie down,’ he murmured, aching to pleasure her. ‘Lie down, and spread your legs.’
She was clearly shocked by his suggestion—but her eyes were brighter than ever, and her cheeks were flushed pink with excitement. He trailed his fingers very lightly between her legs to feel how wet she was. Closing her eyes, she groaned, and then opened them a little wider for him. When he stopped, her eyes flashed open.
‘That’s not fair.’
‘What isn’t fair?’ He pulled back to look at her.
‘You sound so stern.’ She seemed pleased by it. Turning onto her side, she rested her chin on her elbow to stare up at him. ‘You are stern,’ she observed huskily. ‘Mmm, I like that.’
‘Do you?’ His senses roared as he caught her meaning.
‘Yes, I do.’
As she reached for his trousers he caught hold of her wrist, stopping her. ‘You’re a very naughty girl, aren’t you, Lisa?’
‘If I’m naughty, will you punish me?’ she responded teasingly.
His breath caught in his throat as she stared at him. When she looked at him like that he longed to put her over his knee just as he had on the cliff path, but this time he wouldn’t stop… This time he would give her exactly what she wanted. He could see she was remembering what had almost happened there, and that it was exciting her as much as it was exciting him.
He couldn’t believe what she was asking him to do; he couldn’t believe how much he wanted to do it. The thought of attending to those impudent curves made his throat tighten with anticipation. She had an extremely narrow waist that emphasised the fullness of her hips, and from his vantage point her bottom appeared to be a perfect pink globe…palest pink. She was thrusting it towards him now as he stared at her, almost as if she could read his mind…and now she was writhing a little to tempt him still more. ‘Are you asking me to put you over my knee?’
‘Would you?’
She made it sound more like a request, than a question. ‘Do you want me to, you naughty girl?’
‘Maybe—if you can catch me.’
‘What?’
