Awaken to Pleasure - By Nalini Singh Page 0,57

bench and his body were too wide for her feet to touch the floor. "I don't think this'll work," she complained, clearly disappointed.

"Sure it will." Grinning, he lowered her onto his thrusting erection. Starved as he was, the sight of her heart-shaped bottom coming down on him made him want to savage her. But he'd been saving up this particular fantasy since his wedding night. Because she looked so goddamn sexy taking him in, he brought her halfway and then lifted her up, only to slide her down again.

"Oh,Jackson..." Her words faded off into a groan as he oh, so slowly lowered her onto him a third time.

She was sotight, he always took the greatest care not to hurt her. Except sometimes, like tonight, she took matters into her own hands and pushed down. "Oh!"

Leaving her impaled, he gritted his teeth and pointed to the T-shaped handle near her head. "Put your hands on either side of the bar."

"What? Why?" She wiggled on him.

He tightened his grip and made her stop. "Do it," he commanded, unable to restrain the dominant part of himself. Then again, his wife didn't seem to mind the way he loved her. He'd never had a lover more suited to his temperament and sexuality. In bed, she could be a demanding tyrant or a sweetly submissive witch, but whatever mood took her, she was always with him to the end. "We're working out, remember?"

Arching her back just a little, she put one hand on either side of the horizontal bar. Once she was in position, he sat up fully and pulled her snug against him, cupping her breasts and squeezing just because he could.

"Now you have a sports bra." She gasped and let go of the bar. "Keep holding on. And pull down."

"Why?"

"I think it's time you did all the work." He wondered if she realized that the mirror on the left wall afforded him a very interesting view.

It took her a moment to gather the strength to pull the bar down. She could only bring it as far as her upper chest. "Now what?"

"Release the weights but control their descent."

As he'd guessed, she wasn't strong enough to perform that part of the maneuver easily. And with her feet hanging off the floor, she had no traction. She almost rose off him, her inner muscles reluctantly releasing him, as she tried not to clank the weights.

"Oh!" Understanding his intent, she pulled again and slid lusciously down his body.

He kneaded her breasts with his hands, loving the feel of her skin, loving the way she fit him like the most exquisite glove, as if she'd been made just for his most extreme pleasure. His wife. Only his.

"I like this." She sounded breathless.

He groaned. "Why are we torturing ourselves?"

"Because it feelsgooood ." She slid half off him.

"I was going to lay you down and just thrust the first time, after allyour teasing." He squeezed a nipple with his fingertips, taking advantage of her sensitivity.

"Me!" She let the weights go and put her hands over his where they rested on her breasts. "I'll show you teasing." And she did something with her inner muscles that just about brought him to climax.

"Where did you learn to do that?" His voice was hoarse as he fought the urge to pour his seed into her.

"Secret." She was smiling smugly at him, looking over her shoulder. "I think I could do with some thrusting now. It's probably good for making a baby."

He couldn't believe she'd said that. Just like he couldn't help himself from holding on to her hips and taking over. There was a lot of thrusting. Hard. He went deep and then deeper. His desire had gone over the edge into madness by this stage and it wasn't deep enough. When he pulled her off his body, she protested. "Jackson, get back!" There wasn't even a shadow of fear in her.

He nipped the side of her neck. "I want you spread out on your back."

In less than ten seconds, he had her arranged as his imagination demanded, lush and ready for his pleasure; creamy skin touched with pink, against soft black leather. The word sexy didn't begin to do her justice. With his hands under her calves, he lifted her long legs high, spreading her thighs wide. His original intent had been to put her in a position where he could indulge his need to thrust deep, but now that he had her where he wanted, temptation beckoned in the silky