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He pressed his thumbs gently against each vertebra so that she was moaning softly and melting under his touch. He massaged her neck, then her sides, so that her mind went blank and she sighed and squirmed; then the rounded cheeks of her bottom and the length of her glorious legs which parted temptingly, inviting him to go further, but it was an invitation he wasn’t going to take up until he was good and ready.
‘This is... I never knew...’ It was an inaudible sigh.
‘Now, shift over. Lie on your back. We can’t let an inch of you go unprotected, can we? I would never forgive myself if you were to get sunburned.’
Chase, cynical when it came to interpreting everything he said, wondered if he meant that he would never forgive himself should she be out of action while they were over here. Four days in paradise without the sex he had been anticipating wouldn’t do, would it?
She nearly laughed hysterically when she thought that four days in paradise with him without sex would still be four days in paradise for her as opposed to a wasted trip.
‘And stop frowning. Just relax. Enjoy.’ Her face was first and then his long, supple fingers moved to her shoulders. He did his utmost not to look at her breasts, at the large, pink discs that were responding so enthusiastically to what his hands were doing. He was aware, though, that the tips had tightened into hard peaks as she became more and more turned on.
He watched, fascinated, at the slight flare of her nostrils as he began to lavish his attention on her breasts. ‘You can’t be too careful in this Italian sun...especially for someone with as little experience of hot weather as you.’
‘Don’t be silly, Alessandro. London gets hot.’ Her eyes were shut tightly and her fists clenched in an effort at self-control as he continued to massage her breasts. It felt so good. ‘Are you sure we’re on our own here?’ This as he bent to take one pouting nipple in his mouth and she moaned weakly as he suckled on it while spanning his hand across her rib cage.
‘No one else would have permission to see this body,’ he broke off to tell her. ‘It’s for my eyes only.’ Then he returned to the matter at hand, moving to pay the same attention to her other nipple.
How long could he keep this up? Straddling her, he nudged her legs apart. Protection for the full thing, naturally. But he couldn’t resist the feel of her moistness against him and he rubbed himself along her wet crease, an insistent, rhythmic movement that made her gasp out loud.
‘How does this feel, baby?’ he asked, his voice raw and unsteady and she whimpered a response that was answer enough. ‘I’m not going to come in you. I just need to do this...’
But he had to stop when he knew that a few more seconds and he would push them both over the edge. The anticipation of having full-blown sex with her was filling his mind and sensitising every inch of his body. When she half-raised herself to take him in her hand, he gently pushed her back down. He had to control this. If he didn’t, he would come right here, right now and that was something he didn’t want to do. This time, he was going to feel the silky smoothness of being deep inside her.
He smoothed the cream over her inner thighs and breathed her in. The sweet, sexy smell of her filled his nostrils and he half-closed his eyes before dipping his head between her legs. The flat of his hands were on her thighs, pushing them apart, and he felt her tiny convulsion as his tongue made contact with her clitoris.
Chase’s fingers tangled in his hair. Here, under the shade of a tree, the sun’s heat was pleasantly diluted. The breeze was soft and balmy. Half-opening her eyes, she saw his dark head between her thighs and, framing him, the glory of the Italian scenery with its vista of blue ocean and in the distance the striking cliffs of the peninsula, lush green interspersed with picturesque hamlets, which were tiny dots seen from this far away.
She was living a dream. She was here, with Alessandro, making love to him, having him turn her on in ways that were unimaginable. Why shouldn’t she stuff reality behind a door and enjoy what was on offer for its brief duration?
She smiled, moved against his mouth and smiled more when he raised his head and chastised her for moving too fast.
‘More doctor’s orders?’ she teased breathlessly.
‘You said it.’
It felt to her as though she had been building up to this moment for years, from the very first time she had had that first latte with him, a sneaky, stolen latte. She had nervously told herself that it would be a one-off, that she was in no position to have lattes with him or with anyone else, but then, as now, what she had told herself had had no bearing on what had actually transpired.
