Forged in Stone - Alyssa Rose Ivy Page 0,67

too?” He slipped his finger underneath the clasp of my bra.

I glanced up at the open roof.

“No one can see us if that is what concerns you. We are alone.”

“Then yes.”

As soon as the words left my lips, he unclasped the bra and slipped it off. He dropped it on top of his discarded shirt.

“I did promise to keep you warm.” He pulled the blanket up over my chest.

“One thing first.” I stood, letting the dress fall down completely.

His eyes widened, watching my every move.

I slipped back down against him and replaced the blanket.

“I never knew such beauty could exist.” He cupped my breasts from behind. “So perfectly sculpted.”

“My body is far from perfect.”

“Let me be the judge of that.” He released one of my breasts and let his hand slide down over my stomach. He stopped right at my panties.

“I can really be me with you.”

“Are you usually someone different?” he teased.

I turned in his arms and moved on to his lap so I was straddling him. The blanket fell off in the process, but I didn’t mind the cool breeze. Being so close to him warmed me.

He rested his hands on my hips. “I cannot decide where my hands fit best on you. They seem to like being everywhere.”

“I like being touched by you everywhere.”

“Yet there are still so many places left for me to touch.”

“You did say I would be yours tonight.”

“I did, and I meant that.” His eyes heated. “This is where I spend most nights, but I also have a bed inside if you prefer.”

“This spot is your real bed. I want it to be here.”

“I was hoping you would say that.” He leaned forward and took my breast in his mouth.

I closed my eyes and got lost in the sensation.

In a flash he had me down on my back, and he hovered over me. “I need to worship every inch of you. I do not deserve you, but I won’t let that stop me. I swear to give you pleasure above all else, but I need to know the full truth. This is not your first time?”

“No.” I sighed. “Not that any of the others are worth remembering.”

He seemed to like my answer. “I will make sure you quickly forget them.” He stood and slipped out of his pants. I was once again looking at his inhumanely beautiful body. I reached up to run my hand over the muscular planes of his chest. He slowly eased my panties down and looked at me like he was looking at a priceless piece of art. I had never felt so wanted in my entire life.

“I’m ready for you to make me forget.”

He sat down beside me and ran his hands up and down my body. “I need to memorize every inch. To learn every spot, and to be able to see them all when I close my eyes.”

“I should feel exposed right now, but I like it. And I cannot believe I admitted that out loud.”

“Why is that bad to admit? You are supposed to like me looking at you. I enjoy you looking at me. Your eyes feel like a caress.”

“So do yours.”

“My eyes wish to see nothing else but you. My hands wish to touch nothing else. You are all I want to see and feel. To experience.”

I felt tears welling in my eyes. There was such emotion in his words.

“I warned you that I would never let you go once I had you, but that was not the full truth. I already knew I could never let you go. I could not let you walk out the door right now, but I still swear I would never touch you without you wanting it.”

“I want it. I want all of you.”

He moved his hand lower, gently separating my legs.

I closed my eyes, ready for the pleasure I knew was coming.

I moaned as his fingers entered.

“Sweet, Ainsley,” he whispered with his lips right beside my ear. “My sweet Ainsley.”

I felt him shift beside me, but I could not keep track of his movements with the intensity of the pleasure he was making me feel. I kept my eyes firmly shut.

The pleasure ended for one short second, but before I could protest he thrust into me.

My eyes flew open, and I cried out in surprise and slight pain as he pushed inside of me. It had been months since I had been with anyone.

“Are you hurt?” He froze.

“No.” I reached up and wrapped my arms around