the bottom of her shirt and he slowly drew it up over her head, setting it on the bed next to him.
She fought the urge to cover herself. The light was still on. It wasn’t bright, but she was still unnerved by the exposure.
Her breath hitched when he cupped her breasts and thumbed her nipples.
She gripped his shoulders to hold on while he explored. She wanted this. She wanted him to make love to her. So much so that she bit her lip to keep from crying out when he reached for her hair again and let the strands slowly fall through his fingers to land over her breasts.
His breathing was heavy.
The locks of thick hair teased her nipples and he leaned forward to part the curtain with his chin so he could suckle one.
She gasped, her fingers digging into his strong shoulders.
He slid a hand up to set two fingers over her lips while he flicked her nipple with his tongue.
She pursed her lips, knowing he was trying to silence her.
A shudder wracked her body as his other hand slid down to her butt and squeezed.
When her lips parted, he tapped them with his fingers. A reminder. But she was failing at silence, so he released her nipple with a pop and tipped his head back to chuckle at her. “So noisy.”
She grinned, less embarrassed by that admission than she would have been even a day ago. It didn’t keep her cheeks from heating, but she felt more confident having him see her naked.
A little squeal came out when he grabbed her by the hips as he stood and tossed her on the bed face down. She twisted her head around to see what he was up to, but the giggle that was about to escape turned into a whimper when his hands came to the waistband of her shorts. He pulled them down and off her body so fast. Seconds later, he was on the bed with her on his side, one hand on the small of her back, the other cradling her head.
His lips descended, taking her mouth again. Claiming her. His talented tongue worked magic against hers as his hand slid down to her butt and then lower.
He broke the kiss to look at her. “Spread your legs for me, baby.” His voice was low and sexy.
She obeyed as he took her mouth again, silencing her with his kisses. His fingers reached between her legs and found her folds, making her spread her legs even further. It seemed so brazen, parting for him like that, but she couldn’t stop herself.
And then he was there, his fingers on her clitoris, stroking it, flicking it, circling it. He kept kissing her, not letting her up for air. When his thumb slid into her tight warmth, she groaned.
He stifled her groan just as he’d stifled all of her noises—with his mouth. It only served to heighten her arousal, and seconds later, she came. Her body shook from the orgasm. She stopped kissing him, but her mouth was still against his. She couldn’t make any noise because she wasn’t breathing.
She was panting as he removed his fingers, and she licked her lips when he brought those fingers to his mouth and sucked each of them, one at a time. It was so naughty and erotic. So sexy.
Ajax didn’t say a word as he stroked her naked back for a long time, his fingers tangling in her hair over and over, his gaze locked on hers. She would never forget this moment as long as she lived, but she wanted more. She would not let him deny her this experience.
She rolled to her side to face him and then shoved him playfully so that he dropped onto his back. For a few minutes, she trailed her fingers over his pecs, enjoying the feel of his hard body. He was so muscular and firm.
Boldly, she leaned over and flicked her tongue over his nipple, smiling when his breath hitched and his hand came to the back of her head. “Serena…”
She lifted her gaze, knowing this was her chance to plead her case. Expression serious, she met and held his gaze. “Make love to me, Ajax. Do it because I’m asking you to. Do it without worrying about the future. Do it because I need this. I need it from you. Not someone else. There are no guarantees in life. I want this.”
He lifted a hand and brushed a lock of hair from