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Groaning low in her throat, the animalistic sound fanning his desire, she slid her palm downward. Before she could touch him, Nathan caught her wrist and pulled her hand away. “None of that right now. I promised you a night to remember,” he growled, sweeping her off her feet and into his arms. “Not a quickie on the floor in my living room.”
When he set her on her feet once more, his king-size mattress bumped the back of her knees.
“A quickie,” she murmured, fumbling to unfasten the belt and the top button of his trousers. “Yes, make love to me now.”
He tumbled her onto the bed. “If you insist.”
“I insist.” She arched, catlike, as he rolled her beneath him.
Nathan dipped his tongue in her ear and elicited a disturbed shudder, and then he leaned back to consider her smooth, pale skin and the provocative charm of her rose-tipped breasts, glimpsed through the lace of her bra.
“You are so soft,” he sighed against her throat, trailing his tongue down her chest and across the delicate fabric of her bra.
She arched and offered her breasts. He felt her nipple harden after he raked his teeth across it. Her breath rasped in and out of her lungs, keeping time with the disturbed movements of her hands in his hair and across his shoulders.
“I’ve never felt anything like this before.”
Her muted, feminine voice entered his system like the resonance of pure crystal, brightening his mood. “Good.”
He rolled onto his back, taking her with him. With a hand on each thigh, he positioned her on top of him. He held her head and devoured her mouth, plunging his tongue deep to tangle with hers. As she gave him back all the passion he demanded, Nathan found his control slipping a little further from his grasp.
He’d intended to seduce her slowly, to ply her body with all the expertise at his disposal, but she moved against him frantically, her thighs tightening on his hips. Desire raked long talons across his senses. He was dangerously close to letting the urge to take her hard, deep and fast dictate his actions.
Without warning she broke off the kiss and sat up. She rubbed her thumb across his lower lip. He nipped at the pad. Her lips curved in a satisfied smile as she stroked lower, sampling the shape of his chin, the sensitivity of his ears and the pulse throbbing in his throat.
“You have a very nice chest,” she told him, drawing provocative circles in ever-tightening swirls around his pectoral muscles.
“I was thinking the same thing about you.”
He lifted one hand to skim across her breasts just above the lace edging of the bra. Their pale roundness moved enticingly with each shuddering breath.
When he grazed her nipple through the satin fabric, she mimicked him. The sensation startled him. His erection prodded her through their clothes, insistent, relentless.
She shook her head, sending her long hair cascading around her face. Leaning down, she brushed the brown silkiness against his chest, tickling him, tantalizing him and hiding her expression.
“How does it feel when I touch you like this?” she asked, raking her nails over his nipples and down his abdomen.
“Incredible. How about when I touch you like this?” He swallowed her breasts in his hands and gently kneaded.
She threw back her head and arched her spine, putting her hands behind her and pushing into his caress. “Amazing.”
Inspired by her husky, awed comment, he slowly rid them both of the rest of their clothes, taking the time to slide his hands and mouth over each new inch of her flesh he bared, until they were both naked and shaking uncontrollably. Emma’s lashes veiled the expression in her eyes as Nathan drew the tip of one finger along the curve of her breast to her nipple. He watched her shiver as he slowly bent his head to capture the hard bud in his mouth.
“Oh, Nathan,” she whispered his name as his mouth tugged at her breast.
“Are you cold?” he questioned, kissing his way down her stomach to dip his tongue into her navel. Emma’s gaze remained riveted on him as he lifted her thigh so that he could kiss the inside of her knee.
“No.” Her voice broke as he opened his mouth and sucked on the sensitive flesh a little higher up. She rocked her hips, enticing him to touch where she ached. “You’re trembling.”
“That’s your fault.”
“Let’s see what I can do about it then.”
His tone might have been affectionate and teasing, but his chest tightened with driving need. He eased his fingers along her thigh, aiming for the source of her pleasure. He caught and held her gaze while he brushed the brown curls at the juncture of her thighs. Her lashes fluttered, but she bravely watched. This open, visual lovemaking would drive him mad. Ah, but what a way to go.
