The Tycoon's Tender Triumph Page 0,43

he’d never had sex with one before so he wasn’t a good judge of what was right or wrong. And more to the point, she was opening for him. He had to reign in his need when his fingers found her warmth, finding her hot and wet and more than ready for him. He touched her, exploring her hidden folds while he watched her reactions. When she closed her eyes and arched into his hand, he just about lost what little control he had. A moment later, his thumb flicked against her and he had the enormous pleasure of watching this woman splinter apart, feeling her climax with his fingers and seeing the pleasure wash over her face.

And when the storm subsided, he stood up and tore off his jeans, his body clamoring to be back with her, to feel her against his skin but he knew he wouldn’t last very long. He’d wanted her for too long and she was more beautiful than he’d imagined.

When he came back down to the bed, her legs opened for him, just as her arms wrapped around his shoulders. He’d thought heaven was when he’d watched her a moment ago, but as he slowly slid into her warmth, feeling her close around him and watching her mouth open in surprise as he filled her up, he knew that this had to be the most incredible moment of his life.

He tried to go slow. He tried desperately hard to enter her carefully so he wouldn’t hurt her. But she just felt too good and he couldn’t stop himself when he moved past her barrier, then stilled in only mild surprise that she really was a virgin. His body ached but he forced himself to hold still, letting her own body accustom itself to his size and invasion.

When he felt her relax, take him deeper by pressing her hips against his own, he knew she’d just given him the signal that she was okay. He didn’t need anything else at this moment. Just Chloe and her body wrapped around his.

Okay, so maybe he needed one more thing, he thought with grim amusement. “Come with me, Chloe,” he urged as he moved inside her warmth. He watched her face, getting clues from her face and her gasps what felt good. It didn’t matter at all to him because every stroke felt mind blowingly good to him. He had to clench his teeth to control his own climax, knowing she was very close to her own. When he found a rhythm that she liked, he stuck with it, pushing her harder, pressing his body to make it better for her.

His reward was to watch her explode, to feel her clench around him and he couldn’t believe at how strong his own climax was. It felt as if she were draining every ounce of stress and tension from his body. As he collapsed, he pulled her to him, burying his face against in her neck and reveling in the amazing scent of this woman who had taken him to a place he’d never experienced before.

When he was finally able to breathe once again, he lifted himself up on his elbows and looked down at her. He almost laughed at the cat-like satisfied expression on her face as she smiled up at him, her legs rubbing against his hips and her fingers trailing down his arms.

“What happened?” he asked, wanting to know what had occurred to change her mind from twelve hours ago.

Chloe laughed softly and moved to make herself more comfortable, letting her hands run down his massive shoulders and chest. “I thought I was the one to ask that question.”

Sam sighed and moved to his side, keeping her close. He wanted to talk, to understand the events of the day, almost afraid to trust the luck of having this woman in his arms. “Chloe…” he started out, then adjusted her as she snuggled up into his arms so she was more to her liking. Using his shoulder as a pillow, she curled up next to him and closed her eyes, still smiling.

“Hmmm?” she asked sleepily.

“Don’t fall asleep, Chloe,” he warned and leaned up so he could look down at her.

Too late, he realized. She was already curled up, her breathing even and her hands wrapped around his arm. Even in her sleep she sighed contentedly and Sam didn’t have the heart to wake her up and question her.

He reached for the phone by her bed and called