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There was no way he could maintain that connection, eye to eye. His body took over, bucking under her touch, thrusting deep into her wet mouth, control lost. Arching back against the pillows, his eyes closed, taking him into fiery darkness and she took everything he gave.
Blinking against the light, he disentangled his fingers from her hair. “My turn now.”
Her eyes glowed. “I can hardly wait.”
With a laugh, he flipped her onto her back. “I had a taste of you earlier. This time I’m having the full four-course meal.”
“Four?” Her gaze flicked over to the condoms on the bedside table. “Four is good.”
He took his time, nipping at her throat, the underside of her arms, skirting her breasts to nuzzle at her navel. She squirmed under the wet open-mouthed kisses he left on her belly and thighs, shivering when he blew on the damp flesh. She squeaked when he played with her toes and moaned as he worked his way up her inner thighs.
He loved this, giving her pleasure. Seeing the shudders when he found a sensitive spot, tasting her, inhaling the sweet and tangy scent of her. He could match it, his own arousal damp against the sheets already. Nudging her knees apart, he settled between her thighs to use his tongue and fingers to bring her to climax. She had one hand tangled in his hair, her other fist in her mouth to muffle her gasps and cries, a sweet crescendo of sound rising in pitch as she climbed higher.
Up on the mountain she wouldn’t have to worry about screaming. Away from his grandparents’ house would she let herself go completely? Something to look forward to.
Her body convulsed, a wave of colour peaking at her throat and blotchy on her face, flaring along her cheekbones. Under his touch her skin was damp and hot. Her grip in his hair was painful and he welcomed it.
“Enough. Enough.”
The words came out in a croak and he shifted, wiping her skin with a corner of the tangled sheet. “I can never have enough of you.”
“I need a break. It’s too much. I’m out of practice.”
Xander propped himself on his elbow beside her. “Out of practice?” The flare of colour on her skin was fading now. He ran his palm over her belly, remembering not to touch the disk. “You want to stop now?”
“No. Unless you want to stop?”
A hint of uncertainty showed in the unsteady cadence of her voice. She took a deep breath that lifted her breasts temptingly and with a kind of fascination he watched her expression change from nervous to a false confidence. That was different from his memories. She’d never tried to cover up her feelings before.
She waved a hand at the bedside table. “We haven’t used the condoms yet.”
He reached across her to pick up one of the foil packets. “You want to do the honours?”
When she took the packet, he was grateful. His own hands were trembling. His whole body, too, in anticipation. She rolled on the condom, her tongue poking out at one corner as she concentrated. They’d always been careful with protection. There was too much at stake to take risks, while he was travelling and she had her own responsibilities.
Chapter Twelve
Sitting up, Bonniesmoothed the condom over Xander’s shaft and pinched the tip carefully. It twitched and he sucked in a hasty breath. She could feel tremors under her fingers, his skin glossy with damp heat. He was so good to touch, his skin taut and healthy over the lean muscle. Set free to explore him, she flattened her palms over his chest, her thumbs ruffling the hair in the centre. His eyes were so dark, blue rimmed around the pupils, fixed on her face. Heat flared again under her skin, echoing the hot radiance of his body, his heart beating hard against her right hand.
“What do you like?”
He smirked, the corners of his mouth tilting up. “Everything you do.”
“Did you learn anything new since we were together last time?”
“Only that I still don’t like to be touched by strangers.”
Bonnie held her breath, wondering at what the abrupt words might mean. Her chest hurt and she let the air go. “Any particular reason you came to that conclusion?”
“No. I’ve always known.”
Had he tried and still not liked it? He’d had enough opportunities in four years. In any case, he had plenty of women friends in his circle who weren’t strangers. “I’m not a stranger.”
He rolled his shoulders. “It doesn’t matter. We’re all strangers sometimes. Hiding ourselves.”
“What are you hiding?”
Leaning forward, he ran his tongue over the sensitive skin below her earlobe. “Nothing important. Nothing you’d want to know.”
