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So much more.
Reaching down between them she took hold of him, her fingers curling around his thickness. Surely, she had never felt anything so silken steel.
The man was incomparable.
‘Slow down, jungle woman,’ he teased, trailing kisses down her neck and to the sensitive hollow where she shivered with desire. But his voice was thick and, somehow, just like before, he made the name sound utterly sexy and not at all insulting when it dropped from his lips. ‘I’m not sure I can hold out for long if you touch me like that.’
Flávia had no idea what took her over in that moment, yet suddenly she felt a boldness she’d never known before.
‘That’s what I’m counting on.’
A low, infinitely feral sound rumbled from his chest. Flávia felt it low in her belly. It pooled between her legs.
‘Is that so?’ he demanded gruffly, shifting position before she could answer.
Then his fingers were moving, travelling down her body. Over her stomach, and her lower abdomen, then lower still, until he was dancing long, clever fingers where the lace had recently covered, before dipping into her wet heat.
‘Jake...’ A whisper and an exaltation all at once. She arched her back, and moved against his hand.
‘Patience,’ he instructed, playing with her.
Teasing her entrance, slowly at first, like he had all night and he intended to take his time. She wanted to tell him she needed more, but the words didn’t materialise. Instead she moved against him, letting him build the rhythm inside her. A little faster now, dipping in once. Twice. Then returning to play with the core of her need.
And all the while, his lips were still paying homage to her mouth, her neck, her breasts. Like an exquisite assault from every direction.
She wasn’t sure when it went from fire building to a blaze. It was as though it had been glowing for so long that she hadn’t realised how close she was to combusting. Like starting a fire in the bush from a couple of sticks and a fluff of wool. One moment it’s merely smouldering, and the next moment it’s bursting into flames.
A yearning rushed her. Flávia shifted and jerked, raising up to meet his hand, knowing he was catapulting her to the edge and helpless to do anything but let him. She slid her hand up and under the pillows above her head. She was close. So close. And it was the most carnal thing she’d ever known. Then he flicked his wrist and slid two fingers inside her without letting up the pressure of his thumb caressing the centre of her need.
Flávia shattered.
She heard herself cry out, felt her whole body react, tensing, releasing and then tingling. From the top of her head right down to her toes, which were actually curling into the down cover, which they hadn’t even bothered to remove.
Who knew that wasn’t just a myth? she thought in wonder as she floated somewhere out there where no one had ever taken her before. She had no idea how long she stayed there, but when she came back to herself, Jake had moved. Settled over her, but propped up so that he wasn’t crushing her.
She wanted to say something, but she couldn’t. She could only take her hands from above her head and wind them around his neck, pulling him closer again. Right up until she felt him right there. Hot and ready, the hardest part of him against the softest part of her.
‘Ready, Flávia?’ he muttered, and for the first time she realised quite how hard Jake was fighting to stay in control.
It made her feel good. More than good.
‘I don’t know,’ she teased. ‘You might have to give me a bit longer to recover.’
/> ‘You don’t have any longer,’ he growled, and whatever else she was going to say to tease him was torn from her mouth as he flexed against her, his blunt tip nudging at her. A plethora of emotions cascaded through her all over again.
As he slid inside her, slowly and carefully at first, giving her a chance to shift, to accommodate him, a tenseness coiled itself around her belly again. So many sensations that she couldn’t begin to identify them.
He began to move faster then. Sliding in, then out. Then in, and out. Stoking the fire that she now realised had only been lying dormant. She could barely move, barely even breathe. All she could do was wrap her legs around him, her fingers biting into those strong shoulders, and match him, stroke for incredible stroke.
Faster and deeper. Until she was grazing her hands down his back to clutch at him, and pull him in deeper.
‘Flávia...’ he groaned her name, her unexpected action making him jerk and thrust that little bit harder.
And sending Flávia that bit closer to the edge.
She repeated it with the same effect. All that bright sensation so close now she could almost touch it.
‘Don’t stop,’ she muttered, her hands gripping him tightly, her bottom raising up to meet him, to match him.
