The Ring The Spaniard Gave Her - Lynne Graham Page 0,41
more. She was with him every step of the way. He extracted her from her top, teased the pouting tips of her breasts and buried his mouth there to take advantage of her passionate response before beginning to remove her shorts. Her body felt as though it was already racing ahead of her, taut and trembling with seething anticipation.
‘You’d run away if you knew the things I want to do to you,’ Ruy growled against the slender column of her white throat, his mouth nipping along the tender slope of her neck, making her squirm and gasp while he delicately stroked and traced the damp triangle of cloth stretched between her thighs.
Her heart was racing at an insane level. It was a crazy challenge simply to catch her breath. Sheer physical excitement had gripped her in an unbreakable hold. He peeled her out of her last garment. The burn at her core was relentless, tiny ripples of tension already ringing her pelvis and building in demand. He spread her trembling legs, lowered his head and used his tongue on her tender flesh while he eased a finger into her. Irresistible sensation engulfed Suzy in a heady wave and a rosy flush warmed her entire skin surface as she rocked her slender hips. Erotic bliss, a whole world of sensual extremes, captured her and wrung powerful responses from her sensitised body. Flung up to an ecstatic height that made her cry out, she felt fireworks flare through her entire being and light her up until she fell back against the pillows to marvel at the tiny convulsions of pure pleasure still currenting through her.
Her shimmering green eyes locked to him. She lifted a feathery copper brow. ‘You’re allowed to shock and awe me in bed,’ she conceded with deadly seriousness and no small amount of complacency.
After a disconcerted pause, Ruy flung himself back on the bed and laughed with raw appreciation. No other woman had ever given him such a sense of freedom. He reared back up again to crush her parted lips under his and let his tongue delve deep, that carnal kiss reawakening the sensual hum deep inside her. ‘Dios... I’m burning up for you,’ he told her hoarsely.
He reached for protection, carefully rearranged her supple body and plunged into her hard and fast. Her back arched, her hips rose, a formless sound of need quivering from her lips. His fierce rhythm sent compelling surges of delight through her and the excitement climbed, little paroxysms of convulsive sensual heat tying her into a tight knot of anticipation until the pleasure rose to an uncontrollable height, loosened the knot of need and blew her away again.
‘See...no freak out,’ Ruy breathed huskily in the aftermath, gazing down with smouldering dark golden eyes at her hectically flushed face.
‘The earth definitely moved,’ Suzy told him with dancing eyes of admiration as she smoothed a possessive hand down over his heaving ribcage. ‘Do you think you can keep that standard up for a whole week?’
‘A week...why only a week?’ An immediate frown tensed Ruy’s lean dark features.
‘Because I’m only here for a week,’ Suzy reminded him cheerfully.
Ruy unclenched his taut jawline and thought about it. A week was a very long time for him with a woman. In fact, he had never spent that much time or that many nights with one particular woman. The sex was spectacular but that could possibly be a mere side effect of his artistic obsession with her. By the time he completed his sketches and started to paint her, he would probably be far too preoccupied by his art to care too much about her departure.
Ruy closed an arm round her. ‘I intend to make the most of this week.’
And so did Suzy, lying there dreamily compliant in her sensual daze. She would make the most of Ruy and her trip to Spain and then return to her normal life. A life in which she would make changes, she planned reflectively with a little leap of anticipation that for once had nothing to do with Ruy. If her father no longer needed her to work at the pub, she would be free to decide her own future and there were a dizzying number of options available. Although perhaps there weren’t quite so many options open to someone like her without higher-level education, she acknowledged ruefully. Perhaps the first move she would have to make would be signing up to study towards better qualifications.
‘What are you thinking about?’ Ruy