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‘Look at me,’ Jay commanded. He wanted to see her desire for him as well as feel it. He wanted to watch whilst the touch of his hands brought her pleasure. He wanted to see in her eyes what could not be hidden or denied by any verbal rejection.
In the shadowy semi-light Keira gave herself over to the flood of pleasure storming through her, her eyes liquid gold with arousal and her lips stung soft and swollen from his kisses as she looked up at Jay.
Just the heat engendered by the way Jay was looking back at her should surely have been enough to melt the clothes from her flesh, leaving her naked and open to his touch in all the ways she wanted it to be, Keira thought helplessly.
The lightning might have faded, softening the room back into darkness, but its brief life had lasted long enough for Jay to be able to reach unerringly for the buttons on Keira’s blouse.
He heard her whimper, then felt her shudder when he tugged the wet fabric away from her skin, allowing her to sway closer to him, her naked breasts openly ready for the possession of his hands.
Could this really be her? Moaning, wantonly arching her back, pushing her body hungrily and rhythmically against Jay’s touch? Keira wondered dizzily. Fierce spasms of pleasure surged through her, urging her to demand more. The caress of his hands on her breasts was making her ache unbearably for the touch of his lips against them, for the stroke of his tongue, the possessive, sensual suckling of her flesh that she knew would ignite a need in her that would change her for ever. Just thinking about it was making the pulse deep inside her grow, wanting the stroke of his fingers.
‘Does this pleasure you? Do you want more?’
She was beyond speech—beyond anything other than giving herself over to him completely.
Keira didn’t know whether or not she had spoken, but she did know that a message had been given and understood. And now they were both tugging at one another’s clothes, interspersing their actions with kisses and caresses and, in her case, soft, fevered, delighted little moans of pleasure as she discovered some new bit of him to touch.
Who could have known that rain-wet flesh could feel so erotic, or that such an intensity of urgency could possess her?
Jay’s hands were shaping her naked body, stroking down to her thighs and then up over her. His fingertips, spanning the smoothness of her bottom and then lifting her so that he could press her into his arousal, had her raking her nails down the length of his upper arm, whilst she sobbed her sexual heat into the wet flesh of his throat.
Had she parted her own thighs in open willingness, soliciting his long and deliberately erotic exploration of her intimate flesh, or had Jay parted them himself?
Keira had no idea, and she cared even less. She couldn’t think or exist beyond the sensual stroke of his fingertip backwards and forwards over her clitoris.
Possessed by the desire that had materialised as quickly as the storm, Keira tugged and tore at Jay’s clothes, shuddering with blatant sexual pleasure at each touch of his hands on her naked rain-sleek skin, moaning her delight and inciting more intimacy as each touch fuelled her hunger for more.
Here in this room, filled with the heat they themselves had generated, it felt almost as though the storm had ripped from her all her inhibitions.
Jay wasn’t touching her any more; he wasn’t giving her that almost too intense pleasure, and its loss was making her tremble and ache. But before Keira could voice her loss Jay was picking her up and carrying her to the wide bed.
Keira clung to him as he lowered her onto the mattress, pressing passionate kisses on his throat and then his chest, her golden eyes brilliant with what it meant to be the woman he had aroused within her.
The storm had laid bare her feelings, both physical and emotional. She couldn’t hide from them any more She had fallen in love with Jay.
He pushed her back on the bed and then kissed her mouth, slowly and deeply, until her senses swam and her nipples stiffened achingly into the palms of his hands. She welcomed the heat of his mouth as he kissed his way along the curve of her breast to circle first one nipple and then the other with the tip of his tongue.
The pulse deep inside her turned into a thudding, knowing, gnawing ache that leapt to the touch of Jay’s fingers and responded rhythmically to their caress.
