Aida gasped at the rending of material, buther surprise vanished when his palms touched her flesh. She wishedhe’d tear the rest of the thing away as it still prevented her fromfeeling his flesh against her chest.
Julian’s fingers trailed over her silken backbefore falling to the edge of her cotton underwear. When he slippedhis hand inside and between her legs, he almost came when hisfingers found her wet with her need.
If he wasn’t careful, he would come now, butevery night since meeting her, he’d dreamed of touching her likethis and feeling her body against his. Those dreams never couldhave compared to the warmth and passion of the reality of her.
Wasn’t he supposed to think of baseball tohelp keep him under control? Then she did something with her hipsthat made thinking impossible.
Unable to stand anything between them, hegripped her underwear and tugged it down her shapely thighs. Shereleased his shoulders and wiggled to push them the rest of the waydown before kicking them off.
The demon inside him stirred with excitement,and his fangs throbbed as he fought to keep them from descending.He craved the taste of her blood as he teased her entrance with afinger before sliding it inside. Her muscles clenched around hisfinger while she rode his hand. Breaking the kiss, her head fellinto the hollow of his shoulder; her breath warmed his ear.
“Julian,” she whispered.
For years, he imagined her saying his name inthat breathy, desperate way, and it was as amazing as he dreamed.Her lips ran over his ear, and she nipped at his earlobe while herhips met the slow thrust of his finger.
Aida’s head spun as she tried to hold ontosome form of reasonable thought, but reason had flown out thewindow. There was no reason in this world where everything felt sogood and right. There was no past and no future, there was only thenow, the two of them, and it was everything she’d always dreamed itwould be.
She was a little frightened of what he wasand the world he lived in, but she’d fallen in love with him yearsago, and he’d held her heart ever since. When Julian’s hand slidout from between her legs, she groaned in protest, but then hishands were clasping her ruined shirt, and he leaned back to pull itaway.
CHAPTER 27
Julian tossed aside the remains of her shirt as hisgaze ran hungrily over her full breasts and rounded curves. Atfirst, he couldn’t bring himself to touch her. He was half afraidshe might disappear, or the blood staining his soul might spreadonto her, but his hand was drawn to her. When he rested it betweenher breasts, her racing heart assured him she wouldn’t vanish, andwhen he ran his hand between them, no blood streaked her ivoryflesh.
“You’re real,” he whispered.
“I’m real,” she assured him.
She resisted drooling as she ran her handdown the center of his chest and across the corded muscles of hiseight-pack abs. Her fingers played with the trail of black hairrunning from his bellybutton to the waistband of hissweatpants.
Straining against his pants, his erectioncaused apprehension to niggle at her again, but she shoved it asideas she grasped the waistband of his sweatpants and pulled themlower. The way he was sitting made it impossible for her to getthem past his hips.
Grasping her ass, Julian lifted her andturned her over to pin her beneath him. He gazed down at herflushed face as her lashes fell to shadow her eyes, but when theyflickered open, the love filling her golden-brown depths stole hisbreath. He didn’t know what he’d done to deserve her, but if shelet him, he would spend an eternity loving her.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered and bent tokiss her.
She smiled against his mouth as her handsslipped up his back to grasp his shoulders. Julian broke the kissto tug off his sweatpants. He shifted to pull them down and kickthem aside. At first, she couldn’t look at the erection against herthigh, but then she bit her lip and steeled herself to gaze downbetween their bodies.
She gulped when her eyes landed on the rigid,thick length of it. It wasn’t the first one she’d seen, but it wasthe largest, and it would be the first one inside her. She forcedher fingers not to tremble when she grasped his shaft. It was hotagainst her palm but also soft as she ran her hand over the lengthof him before using her thumb to spread the bead of precum formingon his head. When he thrust his hips toward her, she marveled atthe power of him as his muscles flexed. His hooded eyes watched herwith a ravenous hunger that aroused her more.
Resting his hand against her hip, he slid itup her side and clasped her breast to roll her nipple between histhumb and forefinger. He bent to suck the bud between his lips, andwhen he gave it a little tug, she wiggled her hips invitinglytoward him.
Aida was lost to the sensations he invokedinside her until he nudged her knees further apart and the head ofhis cock prodded her entrance. Fear shot through her; before shecould stop herself, her thighs clamped against his sides.
Julian froze. “Are you okay?”
Aida swallowed to wet her parched throatbefore speaking. “I’ve never…” She looked away as a blush creptacross her face and her cheeks burned. “I’ve never done thisbefore.”
Shock riveted him. She was so beautiful andalluring, he’d never expected her to be a virgin. When they used tohang out together, they never discussed their past relationships,and he hadn’t seen her for four years; so much could have happenedduring that time.
“Aida.” He clasped her chin and turned herhead toward him. “We don’t have to do this if you’re notready.”
“I’m ready,” she said. “I’m just…nervous.”
“So am I,” he admitted. “I’ve never done thisbefore either.”
Aida snorted with laughter, but the intensityof his eyes and the serious look on his face silenced her. “Ithought you had a girl in every country.”
“That’s whatKylesaid and what hewould have done, but not me.”
