slid under her sweater and up to the catch behind her back. He loosened it, feeling her stiffen, just a little.
“Nothing to be nervous about,” he whispered against her lips as his fingers moved around, just under her soft, firm little breast and teased it.
She’d never felt such sensations. She jerked a little, surprised that such a light tracing could produce such an explosion of pleasure.
“Am I going too fast?” he asked at her lips.
“No. Oh, no. It feels . . .” She swallowed. “It’s like falling into fire,” she choked.
He let out the breath he’d been holding. “It feels just like that,” he agreed.
His fingers moved up, up, teasing the nipple into sudden hardness, causing sensations in her untried body that she’d never felt in her life. She moaned softly.
“I can use something,” he managed. “If you want me to.”
Her arm tightened around his neck. “You said . . . you liked children,” she whispered.
“You said you did, too,” he ground out.
“Then why are you talking about using things . . . ! Oh, do that again! Please . . . !”
She was arching backwards, moaning even more harshly as he fumbled the sweater up under her chin and put his mouth squarely over her hard nipple. He suckled it, feeling the shudder that went through her, hearing the soft cry of anguished desire.
“Yes,” he said, as if she’d spoken.
He propelled her to the bed and eased her down onto the coverlet, his own body shuddering with need. It had been so damned long . . . !
She was a little embarrassed when he coaxed her out of her clothing and stood up to get rid of his own, but she was on fire for him, so that the embarrassment was quickly gone.
When she felt his nude body over her own, she hesitated, uncertain.
“It’s part of being together,” he whispered, bridling his own desire to kindle hers. “Trust me, honey girl. I’ll make it good for you, however long it takes.”
That relaxed her. He wasn’t in a hurry, and he wasn’t rough. Her fingers slid up and down the muscles of his back as he balanced on what was left of his arm and moved his mouth tenderly all over her body.
She moved involuntarily, so caught up in pleasure that it felt as if her body was on fire. Everything he did was new and exciting and wonderful.
“Still okay?” he whispered.
“Better . . . than . . . okay,” she choked, arching and shivering as he touched her in a new place, an embarrassing place, but it felt so good that she didn’t even protest. “Oh, my goodness . . . !” she cried out as pleasure shot through her like an arrow.
His mouth pressed down hard on her soft belly. He thought of her having his babies with real hunger. She was writhing under him now, so lost to passion that she wouldn’t have protested anything he did.
He took her from one level of pleasure to the next as he slowly eased over her, parting her legs with his own. He moved down into stark intimacy, but she was blind with need, arching up toward him, not protesting as he slowly, surely, invaded her.
“Oh!” she whispered with wonder. “Oh, is that what it feels like? It’s . . . !” She lifted off the bed as his hand moved between them, arousing her so that the tiny barrier he could feel now wouldn’t interrupt her pleasure. At least, thank God, he knew what he was doing. He wouldn’t have hurt her for the world.
He moved down against her, each thrust going deeper, slower, as his mouth finally found hers in the darkness.
She was whimpering. But her body was arching rhythmically, shivering with pleasure, her nails biting into his back. Whatever she was feeling, it was definitely not pain. He felt a sense of pride he couldn’t remember ever experiencing with any other woman, not even the fiancée with whom he’d thought himself in love.
Her long legs wrapped suddenly around his and she pleaded with him. He could taste her tears in his mouth as he gave her what she wanted, driving into her with such passion and strength that he very quickly brought her to ecstasy.
She hung there, in thrall to a pleasure she hadn’t known existed, shivering, sobbing. Then she felt him driving for his own satisfaction, felt his muscles coil as he pushed down one last time, with all his strength, and cried out with the