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He brought his mouth down hard on hers, his hand tightening in her hair, fingers grasping her scalp. Pulse racing, blood thickening, she leaned into him, her body melting against his as he deepened the kiss. She felt dizzy, desperate, her mind devoid of anything but the firmness of his lips and the need to feel him—his body, his skin.
She ran her hands over his shirt, her eyes widening as he pushed her fingers aside and undid the buttons, peeling the crisp fabric slowly away from his skin. She stared at him in silence. He was so beautiful...so golden and smooth and flawless. Gently, hesitantly, she touched his stomach, tracing the definition of muscle with her finger.
Instantly he sucked in a breath and, looking up, she saw that his face was stiff with concentration, his body taut, muscles tense.
‘Are you sure?’
His voice was thick and constricted. She could hear the effort it was taking him to pause, to ask the question.
‘I want you to be sure.’
Daisy stared at him dazedly, her pulse fluttering, her whole body vibrating with heat and need and emotion.
‘I am. I’m sure. I want this.’ She swallowed, the ache inside her throbbing in time to her heartbeat. ‘I want you.’
His face was still, his eyes dark pinpoints.
‘And I want you too.’
Reaching out, he slid his hands gently over her collarbone and shoulders, pushing the straps of her dress down so that suddenly she was shivering, the cold air shocking her skin.
Rollo felt his groin tighten, hot tension flowering inside him.
She was wearing no bra.
He stared at her in silence, his gaze blunted by her beauty.
Then, wordlessly, he cupped her breasts in his hand, thumbs grazing the nipples. Slowly he bent his head and licked the tips, the blood beating wildly inside his chest as he felt them harden beneath his tongue, heard her soft moan. Then, lifting his mouth, he found her lips and, easing them open, he deepened the kiss, his hands pushing the dress down over her hips, the silken fabric brushing over his fingers as it slipped to the floor.
Daisy shuddered. His mouth was on her face, her throat, her collarbone, ceaseless and insistent. His fingers were sliding over her skin, sending shivers of heat in every direction, touching every nerve so that she moved restlessly against him.
‘Rollo...’
She could hear the longing, the pleading in her own voice, but she didn’t care. Nothing mattered except his touch.
Only she wanted more...
She needed more.
Looping her arm around his neck, she pressed against him, sweetness spreading inside her as she felt his body rise and swell. She was tugging at his belt, the button, the zip, her blood beating inside her.
With a rough groan, Rollo pulled back. His heart was pounding, his body groaning in protest. He wanted Daisy with an intensity that he’d never felt for any woman. But he also wanted to demonstrate his power over her.
And over himself.
He needed to prove that he would never surrender to any woman—not even, perhaps especially not, to one as beautiful and seductive as Daisy.
His heart thumped, his mouth seeking hers again as he lifted her onto the worktop. Pulling her legs apart, he gently pushed aside the flimsy fabric of her panties, his breath stilling in his throat as she melted against his fingertips, her thighs clenching around his hand.
‘Let it go,’ he whispered against her mouth.
Daisy shuddered. Her whole body was dissolving beneath the teasing torment of his fingers. But it was not enough. Not enough to purge her body of the relentless aching tightness inside her. And, raising her hips, she rocked against him, a quivering pulse spilling over her hot, damp skin.
‘Don’t stop,’ she gasped. ‘Don’t stop—’
And then her muscles tensed and she was arching upwards, shuddering, unravelling, her hands grasping at his arms, her mind blank of everything but the heat and the hardness of his hand cupping her body...
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