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After long, drugging moments Luc pulled back and emitted a curse. ‘I could take you right here, right now, but next time we make love it will be on a bed.’
He took her hand to lead her back the way they’d come, to the car. She grabbed his jacket up off the ground as they went, and her cheeks burned. If Luc had decided to make love to her there and then against that wall, she wouldn’t have had the ability to stop him.
When they returned to the apartment Luc gave her no time to think. He led her straight to his bedroom. There was one small light burning in the corner, throwing everything into long shadows. His face was stark with need. Exactly how she felt.
He pushed his jacket off her shoulders to the ground and instructed, ‘Turn around.’
She turned around, presenting him with her back. He pushed her hair to one side so that it fell over one shoulder, and then he pulled the zip down all the way to where it ended just above her buttocks. He undid her bra. She shivered with anticipation as he ran the knuckles of his fingers up and down her spine.
Then he pushed the two sides of the dress off her shoulders and down and it fell away from her chest. He turned her around again and peeled off her arms so that she was naked from the waist up.
Her nipples stiffened under his gaze, and when he brushed his fingers across the sensitised tips she had to bite her lip to stop from crying out.
He took his hand away. ‘Undress me.’
Luc saw the almost drugged expression on Nessa’s face. Sweat broke out on his brow at the effort it was taking not to rip the rest of Nessa’s dress off her body, throw her onto the bed and sink himself so deep inside her he’d see stars. He had to exert some control before he lost it completely.
She lifted her hands to his shirt and undid each button with an air of concentration that he found curiously touching, tongue trapped between her teeth.
She pushed his shirt off and put her hands to his belt, then the button, and the zip. He was so hard he hurt. When she pushed his trousers down he stepped out of them.
‘Your dress and panties. Take them off.’ He sounded as rough as he felt, uncouth and desperate.
She pushed the dress down and it landed at her feet in a shimmering green pool. Then she pushed down her panties, revealing the enticing red-gold curls between her legs. She was blushing and not meeting his eye. He tipped up her chin until her eyes met his. ‘You’re beautiful, Nessa.’
‘If you say so.’
‘I do. Lie down on the bed.’
She crawled onto the bed and Luc bit back a groan at the sight. Then she lay down on her back. ‘Open your legs.’
Shyly she did so and he could see where she glistened with arousal. It undid him. Luc tore off his own underwear and put his hands to her thighs, pushing them apart even more. He knelt between her legs and the scent of her almost drove him wild.
He kissed her inner thighs, and they quivered under his hands. Then he spread apart the lips of her sex and put his mouth to her, getting drunk on her essence. He’d never tasted anything sweeter.
She was moaning and trying to speak. ‘Luc, what are you...? Oh, God.’
He smiled against her when he could feel the way her body was responding: melting, shivering, tensing. He was remorseless, ignoring her pleas to stop, but not stop. He thrust a finger inside her and she orgasmed around it, muscles clamping down so hard that he had to exert every ounce of self-control not to explode himself.
He sheathed himself and came over her. She looked up at him, dreamy and unfocused. ‘That was...incredible.’
For a second, in spite of the raging hunger inside him, Luc stopped. There was something so open and unguarded in her eyes that he couldn’t bear it. He felt as if she was looking all the way into the depths of his soul with that steady gaze—in a way no one had ever looked at him before. She was seeing too much.
‘Turn over,’ he commanded. When she blinked and a look of hesitancy came over her face he felt a sharp tug in his chest. He ignored it. Pushed it down.
He ran his hand down her body, cupping between her legs where she was so damp and hot and fragrant. ‘Turn over, minou.’
She did and Luc pulled her back until she was on her knees. The delicate curve of her spine and buttocks was breaking him in two. She looked at him over her shoulder in an unconsciously erotic pose. ‘Luc?’
He put his hands on her hips and pulled her right into his body. He saw her eyes widen and flare when he pressed against her. And then he was breaching her body as slowly as he could afford to go without going mad, feeling her snug muscles clamp around him and then relax to let him push deeper and deeper.
She let out a low groan, coming down on her elbows, bowing her head. Her hair was a bright fall of red against the white sheets. He saw her curl her hands to fists in the sheets, knuckles white as he drove into her again and again.
But as Luc could feel Nessa’s body quickening towards her climax, he felt hollow inside. His own release was elusive. He realised he couldn’t do it like this, no matter how exposed the other way made him feel. He pulled out, his whole body screaming in protest.
He turned Nessa around again so she was on her back. She was panting, skin gleaming with perspiration. ‘Luc...’
‘Look at me.’
