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She only realised Amadeo had stilled when his fingers suddenly bit deeper into the flesh of her hips and he kissed his way back up.
Had he guessed that she didn’t want...?
He took a breast back into his mouth and her thoughts fragmented into dust.
One taste of heaven, that was all she’d allowed before clamping her thighs together. Just one little taste of a musky heat that had to be heaven-sent. The judder of her body at the first touch of his tongue...Dio, Amadeo had never known a reaction like it.
But she wasn’t ready for it. As much as he longed to bury his face in her bliss and bring her to orgasm with his tongue, the freezing of her body told him it was too soon for her.
That was okay. He had the rest of his life to open her mind and her body to the hedonistic pleasures of the flesh.
Covering her with the entirety of his body, thrilling at the sensation of her naked breasts crushed against his chest, he gazed down, drinking in the shallowness of breaths through the parted lips swollen from his kisses, the flushed cheeks...
And then her eyes opened and locked onto his. What he found in them made the arousal he’d been containing through sheer will in his pursuit of her pleasure throb painfully.
It was a mirror of his own craving.
Dio, she was beautiful.
He kissed her. She moaned softly into his mouth and then he felt it, the light, almost tentative drag of her fingers over his back.
Breaking the kiss, the tip of his nose pressed to hers, Amadeo guided his arousal to the damp heat of her opening and almost lost his mind when she raised her thighs and pressed against him in, what was for his wife, a wanton invitation. In one long, slow thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, groaning loudly at the sheer heavenliness of it.
So this is what making love feels like...
Elsbeth cut the thought off. Whatever was happening to her, whatever ecstasy had been elicited under Amadeo’s tender sensual assault, she must not fall into the trap of believing it had anything to do with love.
This, here, now, thefeelings...
It was how she’d dreamed their wedding night would be.
Too late for that.
If this had been her wedding night she would have fallen in love with him.
Just hold onto yourself. Don’t fall.
But it was so hard to hold on when their bodies were fused so tightly, Amadeo’s muscles bunching beneath her touch, the taste of his mouth playing on her tongue and his groans of pleasure sinking into her ears.
All of her senses were filled with him.
She was slipping away from herself. The pleasure was just too intense to hold on. Wrapping her legs around his waist to deepen the penetration, she closed her eyes and submitted herself entirely to the heaven only Amadeo could take her to.
A strong hand clasped her bottom, lifting her only a touch, but a touch enough to tip her over the edge into ecstasy. Raising her head, she pressed her mouth into his neck and tightened her arms around him, breathing in the musky scent of his skin and tasting the salt on her tongue as the winding coil inside her shattered in an explosion of flickering light.
For the first time in his life, Amadeo didn’t want to let go. This was just too good. Too...
Dio, he’d never felt anything like it. Ecstasy in every thrust. Ecstasy in every touch of her hand on his skin, in every kiss.
He didn’t want to let go but he couldn’t hold on any longer, not with Elsbeth’s mouth so hot against his neck and the tight throbs of her climax dragging him so deep inside her he didn’t know where she began and he ended, and the cries of her own ecstasy echoed in his ears.
Thrusting into her one last time, Amadeo submitted himself to the euphoria.
Elsbeth tried to breathe. Tried to gather her fragmented thoughts. Tried to stop her romantic heart attaching itself to the heart beating rapidly through the chest pressed so tightly against hers that they could be one.
How long had they lain there, her cheek in his neck, his ragged breaths hot in her hair?
She didn’t know if she wanted to laugh or cry.
