Follow Your Heart (Catalina Cove #4) - Brenda Jackson Page 0,51
dropped her head to his chest and let out several ragged breaths. He stroked the center of her back while trying to get his own breathing under control. Victoria was doing things to him. Making him want things he hadn’t before.
She finally lifted her head to stare into his eyes at the same time she slid her hands beneath his T-shirt to gently caress his chest. “Roman...”
“Yes, sweetheart?” he responded, pressing his lips between the curve of her neck and shoulder.
“I—I... I...”
He lifted his head to stare at her again. “What do you want? Tell me and I will give it to you.”
She leaned close and breathed the words against his lips. “You, Roman. I want you.”
Her words made him crush his mouth to hers and sweep her into his arms to carry her to the bed. He was taking possession of her mouth the same way he intended to take possession of her body. After tonight she would belong to him and there was nothing anyone would be able to do about it because he intended to keep her. She had his heart. She was his heart. And tonight was the start of their forever.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
VICTORIA COULDN’T HELP but surrender to the sensations Roman’s kiss was making her feel. It seemed every inch of her was being sparked to life, and the moment he placed her on the bed, her body began throbbing in areas she’d never known a body could throb.
Her chest rose and fell as she tried controlling her breathing. When he backed away from the bed, his gaze locked on her. Her body warmed under his regard. There was just something about the way he was standing there, looking at her, that sent sensual shivers all through her. His eyes darkened and his nostrils flared as he continued to stare at her. Her body was reacting to his bold perusal on many levels. She was still wearing clothes. How would he react if he was to see her naked? Would she be able to handle the intensity of the heat?
“Time to remove clothes, don’t you think?” he asked in his rich baritone.
“Yes, I think so” was all she could say while thinking how attuned she was to Roman and how comfortable he’d made her feel with him...even with seeing the huge, swollen bulge at his crotch. If there had ever been any doubt of his desire for her before, there certainly wasn’t any now. At this moment, a longing unlike anything she’d ever felt or imagined, consumed her, and she knew that tonight, no matter what she and Roman did, no matter what they shared, it was right.
“Let’s undress each other,” he suggested, returning to the bed with a confident swagger she’d come to admire.
When he reached the bed, she lifted up her arms and he tugged her blouse over her head, the cool air causing goose bumps to form on her skin. “I need to hurry and cover you,” he said when he had removed all her clothing except her bra and panties.
She always liked sexy underthings even when there hadn’t been a man in her life to appreciate them. But from the look in his eyes when his gaze roamed all over her, he let her know that he liked her matching bra-and-panties set of blush pink. “You look so damn beautiful, Victoria,” he said in a voice that sounded raw with desire.
“Thank you.”
She then leaned up to tug his shirt over his head and loved the broad expanse of chest she exposed. Because of her cousins and brothers, she’d seen plenty of male chests in her day; however, she was convinced that Roman’s chest was a work of art. It was muscular, solid, hair-roughened and well-defined.
She just had to touch it, so she reached out and did just that, loving the way her fingers felt trickling through the hair on his chest. Then, wanting to get closer, she snuggled against his chest, burying her face in it. She licked her tongue across and around one rock-hard masculine nipple to the other and felt a tingling sensation on her tongue.
“Victoria...”
She leaned back to look up at him while gliding her hands up his sexy, sculpted chest. “Yes?”
“I need you.”
Hearing him say those words caused a distinct warmth to flood the area between her legs. “Your jeans,” she said, deciding to let him remove them as she watched.
“What about your underthings?” he asked, taking a step back from the bed to remove his jeans.