from her body. Drew was that man.
And he was there, braced above her, his jaw clenched, as he found her slick entrance and pushed deep. He squeezed his eyes shut and cursed softly. “I’m ready to come.”
Her heart pounded frantically. “Do it.”
“No.” His forehead creased in a frown as he concentrated.
She felt his penis twitch deep inside her and her body responded. She gasped. “I might.”
“Wait.”
She took several quick breaths. “Okay.”
Slowly he opened his eyes and looked down at her with a sigh. “Better.”
“Want to take off my dress now?”
“No. I’m not that much better.”
“It will wrinkle.”
“We’ll have it steamed. I’m not leaving this spot just yet.” He leaned down and kissed her gently before lifting his head to gaze into her eyes. “But I won’t let you walk out of here later on looking as if you’ve been ravished.”
“Thank you.” She wanted him so much she could hear the hum of her blood in her ears. “Will I be ravished?”
“I hope so. I just . . . had to get inside you.”
She cupped his face in both hands. “I want you there.”
“Good, because I don’t think you could have stopped me. Not tonight.” He eased back and rocked forward again. “I like being able to see your eyes. I like watching them get darker.” He began to pump slowly.
She trembled as the friction wound the tension deep inside her, tightening it with each thrust. “Yours are darker, too, almost navy.”
“No wonder.” His breathing grew rough. “This is intense.”
“I know.” She lifted her hips to meet him and matched his rhythm.
“That’s good. That’s real good, darlin’.” He increased the pace, and the room filled with the liquid sound of their bodies sliding together. “Now I want you to come for me.”
“No problem.” She focused on the blue flame in his eyes. “Especially if you keep doing that.”
He grinned. “That’s what I like to hear.” He began to piston back and forth even faster. “I can feel you gettin’ ready.”
“Uh-huh.” She gulped for air as her climax bore down on her, demanding release. “Oh, yeah . . . there . . . there!” With a cry she arched upward, wanting everything he had to give her. He surged forward, and she dove into a whirlpool of sensation. She cried out again as he plunged deeper, touching her core.
“Yes! God, Melanie, yes!” With a deep bellow, he drove home one last time. His eyes closed while he pulsed within her and shuddered in reaction.
Gradually his forehead came to rest on hers, and his warm breath tickled her face. Yet somehow he managed to keep himself braced on his forearms instead of collapsing on her. She couldn’t imagine the strength of will that would take.
After several long seconds, he lifted his head and opened his eyes. After drawing in a long, shaky breath, he looked down at her and smiled. “That . . . is what sex should be like.”
“Agreed.” But she was smart enough to realize that sex wouldn’t be like this with anyone else. And she had to be okay with that.
***
Although Drew had never rushed a woman to a hotel room before, in Paris or anywhere else, he’d had sense enough to preplan this episode, thank God. He’d intended their night at Les Folies to ramp up the sexual tension, and it had certainly accomplished that. They’d been wild for each other, as he’d hoped they would be.
But he’d decided in advance he didn’t want Henri driving them back home in that condition. Either Henri would have been embarrassed or Drew would have been frustrated. The taxi had been a much better option.
So far the night was everything he’d hoped for and more. Sending Melanie’s dress out to be steamed was a bonus. It meant she was conveniently naked for a while. Because he was a gentleman, he offered her one of the two robes in the closet, in case she felt modest.
Fortunately for him, she didn’t. Instead she coaxed him out of his clothes, which didn’t take much coaxing. They romped on the bed like kids, which led to romping on the bed like adults. He’d brought several condoms to take care of that possibility.
The pillows they’d used to whack each other during the pillow fight became a support system for some interesting sexual maneuvers. He concluded that she had some acquaintance with the Kama Sutra, and he was more than happy to try anything she had in mind. Variety was good. Variety was excellent, in fact.
Eventually, climaxed out,