Saffie got in, followed quickly by Joao, and between one breath and the next the lilting strains of the violin were cut off and nothing but their urgent breathing filled the private enclosed space.
They leapt towards each other at the same time, rabid hunger dictating their movements. Joao spiked his fingers into her hair to angle her face for the hard pressure of his mouth.
She moaned as his tongue breached her lips to boldly taste her. She strained into his touch, eager for every kiss and caress now that she’d permitted herself to take this night for herself.
Joao delivered, savouring her like fine wine. And like fine wine he went straight to her veins, rousing her senses to life.
The partition was up so when he captured her waist and repositioned her in his lap, brushing away the folds of her gown until her centre was boldly imprinted on his groin, she didn’t hold back her moan.
With one hand, he tugged her away from the kiss, then with deliberate, wicked movement, he dragged her hips over his engorged length.
‘Oh, God,’ she gasped as fire blazed through her bloodstream.
He smiled, a wicked and thrilling smile that made her heart lurch, then thunder wildly. She fell into another kiss, welcoming the hand that cupped her breast.
They stayed like that for the short drive back, and she was thankful when Joao gruffly instructed his driver to deliver them to the VIP entrance.
Within minutes they were stumbling into the living room. He swept her off her feet and strode confidently into the master suite.
Her dress came off in seconds and Saffie stood naked before Joao.
He took his time looking at her as he disrobed. ‘This is the first time I’ve seen you truly naked.’
For some reason that struck a vein of apprehension in her heart. She dammed the feeling, telling herself she had nothing to fear.
This was only for tonight.
‘And?’ she asked, a whisper of cheekiness striking her.
‘And you’re even more beautiful than I imagined you to be,’ he returned thickly.
She swayed beneath the power of his words. He caught her easily, laying her out on the bed, and finished undressing.
Then his hard, beautiful body was covering hers, his mouth tasting every inch of skin he located until he reached her breasts, and slowed his pace.
He moulded the heavy globes, blew a wicked little breeze across the stiff peaks and sent several shudders racing through her.
‘Too sensitive?’
Blushing, she nodded.
Lowering his head, he kissed around the areola for endless minutes, before, his eyes tracking her every involuntary reaction, he sucked her flesh into his mouth.
‘Joao,’ she groaned, clutching the back of his head as sensation pummelled her.
‘You were beautifully responsive before, but now you’re simply...breathtaking.’
Another helpless moan left her lips as his expert fingers slid between her legs, caressed her, then mercilessly teased the sensitive nub at the apex of her thighs.
She cried out, her fingers clutching blindly at him. ‘I need... I need...’
‘Tell me what you need, querida, and it will be yours,’ he commanded.
‘I need you...inside me. Please.’
His nostrils flared and she felt a fine tremor shake his body before he levered himself over her. Fingers sliding into her hair, Joao angled his lean hips between her thighs. His gaze fused to hers, he entered her with one powerful thrust and settled himself deep inside her.
He fell on the moan that ejected from her throat, devouring it as if it belonged to him. Then he angled her head up.