His gasp fired her confidence, causing her to become bolder. When she started to drift further down, he choked out a laugh and pushed her back on the pillows.
"I cannot take much more," he whispered hoarsely. He murmured some words in Spanish, sending shivers straight into her belly.
"Please."
"Soon," he assured her. "I love the feel of your skin, the taste of you that lingers in my mouth." He punctuated each word with a kiss, until he was taking little bites from her stomach. When heventured further down, the shock and embarrassment had her clutching at him to make him stop.
"No. I..." She broke off with a strangled cry when he touched his tongue to the sensitive flesh. Deciding that he wanted desperately to be part of her, he rose and covered her body with his. Sinking into the moist tightness, he felt as if he was free flying. Her arms came around him, holding him tight. Her body arched in response to his measured stroke. Her fingers slid from his shoulders to the corded muscles of his neck and gripped the dense thickness of his hair.
"Tomas."
"Mi amor," he whispered thickly. "I'm yours. Indubitably yours." Before she could respond, he closed his mouth over hers. Her body quickened, her nipples so tight, they ached. She was no longer able to deny what was happening between them. What was happening with her?
With a cry of surrender, she gave into the exquisite torment of him buried deep inside her.
The climax exploded between them, causing them to cling to each other as their bodies shuddered in response.
With his lips still buried against hers, Tomas felt the wonderful sensation coursing through his body again and again as if it would go on forever.
