time hard and full, he kissed her, bending her entire body to fit him. Hunger rode his low growl, and he kissed her deeper, forcing her to take what he was giving.
Her head fell back, and she shut her eyes, captured by the storm he created. She might’ve whimpered. He growled again, and the sound reverberated through her, awakening nerves she’d thought long dormant. Never in her life had she been kissed like this. Whatever this was. Heat flowed beneath her skin, making her nipples pebble and her breasts heavy. Her thighs trembled, and her panties dampened.
He lifted his head again, and the dark blue rim around his eyes seemed to glow. “Still in your head?”
She stared at him, bemused. What had he asked?
His smile held both challenge and an intriguing arrogance. “Now we’re getting somewhere.” A dark flush spread across his harsh cheekbones, giving him the look of a Viking marauder.
Her legs trembled.
“Better.” In one smooth movement, he swept her up and carried her to the bed.
She gasped and planted one hand against his chest to balance herself. This was out of her experience. Normally she’d be drawn to the newness. Instead, a feminine thread of caution wound through her brain. It was as if her body had a life of its own. Were the chemicals in her brain being affected by him?
“You’re thinking again.” He laid her down while yanking her shirt over her head in one easy motion. His nostrils flared, and he reached out one finger to trace along the top of her plain cotton bra. “Beautiful.”
She swallowed, recognizing her trepidation for what it was. She’d always been in control in the bedroom, and now, her body was following his lead and not her brain. A part of her, one she hadn’t known existed, wanted to wrest control from him in the most intimate of ways. So she grasped his shirt and yanked.
He ducked his head to let her remove it.
Finally, his physics-defying chest was revealed. Hard planes, smooth muscle, taut skin. Male perfection she’d never even imagined, much less thought to touch. Her hands trembled as she explored his pecs and moved down to the ripples of his abdomen. “How are you real?” she whispered. How was any of this happening?
He flicked her bra open and dragged it down her arms. “You ever been tied up?” he rumbled.
Her lungs constricted right before her sex did the same thing. “No.”
“Maybe next time.” He tossed the bra over his shoulder. His big hands flattened across her breasts with his thumbs caressing beneath them. “You’re beautiful, Promise. Thought you should know.” His touch electrified her skin, and she moved against him, needing something she couldn’t quantify. Then his mouth followed his hands, his tongue swirling around and so hot it nearly burned.
She slid her hands into his thick hair, holding on, her eyes wide on the ceiling. What was happening?
He kissed down her abdomen and quickly dispatched her jeans. “Now I’m gonna show you how I’m better than a pocket rocket.” His breath brushed sensitive skin, and he kissed her clitoris.
She jerked as spasms took her. Light ones, not nearly strong enough to orgasm. But something new. She gaped down at him.
He nipped her. “Spread your legs, baby.”
Her knees tensed, and her body rioted in a way that probably wasn’t healthy. She tried to make sense of his words. To think. To just be herself.
“Now.” He licked her again, his tone beyond firm.
Her body reacted before her brain could catch up—probably for the first time in her life. She widened her legs. He made a hum of appreciation and then licked her again, once and then twice. On the third time, he slipped a finger inside her, and she blew apart, crying out before she could bite her tongue. He carried her through a truly excellent orgasm and then moved back up her, shedding his jeans.
She blinked and slowly smiled. “That was great.” Definitely better than a pocket rocket.
His eyebrow lifted. “That was nothing.”
Huh. The male was crazy. She reached for him, surprised by his size. His penis was thick and long and heated. Her belly warmed again as she stroked him from base to tip.
He rolled more on top of her.
“Wait.” She released him. “Condom.” Oh, hopefully he hadn’t forgotten those.
“Not necessary.” He kissed her deep, his body surrounding hers with unreal warmth. “We don’t have diseases, and I can’t impregnate you if we’re not mated. This is as safe as sex gets.”