should’ve come up with a snide remark, something along the lines of not in this lifetime. Nope. That wasn’t what she did, because her traitorous body had tuned out her heart and was climbing off of him and leading the way before she could think better of it.
When they reached the door, Kora turned to face him, looking up at his incredibly handsome face.
“One night,” she whispered. “That’s all I’ve got in me.”
“We’ll see about that,” he said with a sexy smirk. “But for now, tonight is all I’m focused on.”
Kora released the breath she’d been holding, secretly happy that he was still fighting her on this, because she knew if she allowed herself to think long and hard, one night with him was going to break her. Especially if he walked out tomorrow and she never saw him again.
Donovan took her hand and led her into the room, flipping off the overhead light and turning on the lamp beside her bed.
“Why do we need the light?” she questioned, suddenly feeling self-conscious. When they’d been in the closet, there had been light, but they’d also both been dressed, so her modesty hadn’t been in question.
Now, Donovan would see her naked.
“Relax, Kora,” he said softly. “Come here.”
Donovan took a seat on her bed and she fought the urge to laugh. He looked so out of place with the roses and frilly pillows. But she wasn’t thinking about laughing when he pulled her close, her thighs bracketed by his as she stood in front of him.
When his big hands slid up over her legs hips, she braced herself by putting her hands on his shoulders, her eyes locked with his.
“Do you even know how beautiful you are?” he asked, but she could tell he wasn’t looking for an answer.
Still, the sincerity in his tone made her relax a little.
“I want to make love to you, Kora.”
I sat up, taking a deep breath. Donovan had the fucking patience of a saint, and for a moment, I envied him for knowing what he wanted, for going after it. He wasn’t allowing Kora to run from him.
She found herself shaking her head, but that didn’t seem to deter Donovan. Perhaps because she was gripping clutching his shoulders, moving closer to him while his warm hands moved beneath her shirt, gripping her waist, his thumbs circling gently over her skin.
That was when she realized he was waiting for her to give him the green light. Although he was certainly cocky and self-assured, he wasn’t going to push himself on her. And why that made her want to devour him whole, she didn’t know and she didn’t want to think about.
“Tell me, Kora. Tell me you want it, too.”
He was still staring up at her, his eyes intense but his hands gentle. He was holding back, and she got the feeling he’d been holding back all day. What would happen if he unleashed himself? If he took her the way his eyes promised that he wanted to?
Kora nodded, giving in.
“Say it,” he urged, his hands tightening ever so slightly as they moved higher, his fingertips brushing the undersides of her breasts.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I want you to make love to me.”
I swallowed hard, staring at the words, remembering how I’d wanted to hear Presley say those words, only she always held herself back, not giving me what I was hoping for. And I couldn’t help but wonder why.
And then it hit me.
No sooner than the words were out of her mouth did Kora realize the answer to her question. When Donovan unleashed the beast within, made love to her in a way she’d never known before … Kora realized her heart wouldn’t survive it.
And she only hoped that was an answer she could live with.
At the moment, I didn’t need to think about what was going through Donovan’s head because I was so caught up I already had it all mapped out. Every single thing I wanted to say to Presley was filling my head, intent to be put down on paper, only through Donovan’s eyes.
I hunched over the desk and continued to write.
Donovan couldn’t even count the number of women he’d been with fucked in his lifetime, but he knew exactly how many women he’d made love to.
None.
Until Kora.
She would be the first.
And how he knew this was something more than sex for the sake of sex, pleasure for the sake of pleasure, he wasn’t sure. But he did. He felt it somewhere deep inside him,