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With growing confidence, she dealt with his socks and shoes—and he returned the favour by easing her out of her panties and stockings.
Before long, they were both completely naked, standing face to face next to the bed. His hands were splayed over her bottom and her breasts were brushing against his chest. She could feel his erection nudging her belly and the answering wetness of her sex as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
‘Are you sure we can’t be seen?’ she whispered.
‘Why, is that your secret fantasy?’ he questioned, pushing her down onto the soft mattress. ‘People watching and seeing what a naughty princess you can be?’
Leila said nothing as his mouth moved to her neck and he moved his hand between her legs. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the stroking movement of his fingers. But even intense pleasure could not completely obliterate the sudden troubled skitter of her thoughts. Was this what playboy lovers enjoyed most, she wondered—to share fantasies? Didn’t he realise that she was still too much of a novice to have any real fantasies?
His eyes were dark as he moved over her, but she could see the sudden tautness of his mouth. She wondered if he was wishing that th
is were just uncomplicated sex. That he was not tied to her for the foreseeable future, and that there was not a baby on the way.
‘Is something wrong?’ she whispered.
‘Wrong?’ he echoed unsteadily. ‘Are you out of your mind? I’m just savouring every delicious moment. Because for the first time in my life I don’t have to worry about contraception. I’ll be able to feel my bare skin inside you—and it’s a very liberating feeling.’
His description sounded more mechanical than affectionate but Leila told herself to be grateful for his honesty. At least he wasn’t coating his words with false sentiment and filling her with false hopes. And why spoil this moment by wishing for the impossible, instead of enjoying every incredible second?
Tipping her head back, she revelled in the sensation of what he was doing to her.
The way his lips were moving over hers.
The way his fingers played so distractingly over her skin, setting up flickers of reaction wherever they alighted.
The way he...
‘Oh, Gabe,’ she breathed as she felt him brushing intimately against her.
Slowly, he eased himself inside her, the almost-entry of his moist tip followed by one long, silken thrust. For a moment he stilled and allowed her body to adjust to him.
‘I’m not hurting you?’ he questioned.
Hurting her? That was the last thing he was doing. She was aware that he fitted her as perfectly as the last piece of a jigsaw puzzle which had just been slotted into place. She had never felt as complete as she did in that moment, and wouldn’t the cool Gabe Steel be horrified if he knew she was thinking that way?
‘No,’ she breathed, shaking her head. ‘You’re not hurting me.’
‘And does it feel—different?’
She met the smoky question in his eyes. ‘Different?’
‘Because of the baby?’
Would it terrify him if she told him that yes, it did? That it felt unbelievably profound to have his flesh inside her, while their combined flesh grew deep in her belly. Much too profound for comfort. She pressed her lips against the dark rasp of his jaw.
‘I don’t really have enough experience for comparison,’ she whispered.
He tilted her face upwards so that all she could see was the gleam of his silver gaze. ‘That sounds like a blatant invitation to provide you with a little more.’
‘D-does it?’
‘Mmm. So I think I’d better do just that, don’t you?’
She gasped as he began a slow, sweet rhythm inside her. Her fingertips slid greedily over the silken skin which cloaked his moving muscles. Eagerly, she began to explore the contours of his body—the power of his rock-hard legs and the taut globes of his buttocks.
She felt part of him.
All of him.
