‘Open your eyes, Suki,’ he rasped above her.
She dragged heavy lids open, her chest rising and falling rapidly. His eyes were a dark, primitive green. The turbulence surging through her was reflected perfectly in his gaze.
His hand barely slid beneath her to hold her steady before he thrust inside her. ‘Oh!’
His harsh exhalation reverberated in the room. Burying himself to the hilt, he held himself still, fine tremors shaking through his body as his teeth clenched. The sight of him fighting for control thrilled a shamelessly feminine part of her.
Enough for her to raise her hand and slide her fingers over his rigid stubbled jaw, through his hair, drag her nails along his scalp, sink them into his nape.
A guttural groan ripped free from his throat as he began to move. Powerfully. Relentlessly. His possession was masterful and thorough, commanding every single cell in her body by the time the glorious pressure threatened to stop her breathing.
Frantic for an anchor, her hands found his waist, dug in and stayed as he hurled her relentlessly to the edge.
‘Ramon...’
‘Sí, guapa. Give in,’ he encouraged throatily.
She didn’t need a second bidding. Shameless cries ripped from her own throat as bliss burst wild and free from deep within her.
Seconds later, Ramon gave an animalistic growl above her before he rammed deep...deeper than he’d ever been inside her. The sensation of hi
s seed filling her, flooding her, shook new, alien feeling inside her long after their breaths had returned to normal. Long after he’d rolled to the side and tucked her against him.
That band around her heart, the one that held apprehension and a whole lot more sensation than she could fathom right now, tightened even further. She tried to will it away. But it loomed larger until she couldn’t stem the feeling morphing into naked fear in her chest.
When she pulled free, he let her go.
Her duty was done. At least for tonight. She moved to the edge of the bed, swung her legs down.
Before she could stand, a thick arm snagged her waist, dragged her back against the sheets.
‘Where do you think you’re going?’ he demanded. His sculpted cheekbones were still flushed and his hair was in total disarray. But he remained sinfully, impossibly gorgeous, his face threatening her equilibrium all over again. She fought it with every spare ounce of control she could summon.
‘I’m returning to my room.’
‘No, you’re not. Until we get a positive result you’re sleeping in this bed every night. I will have your things moved here tomorrow.’
She was shaking her head before he’d finished. ‘I... I would rather not.’
His face closed, his displeasure evident. ‘If you think I’m hunting you down every night, think again.’
‘Hunting me down? I’m right next door.’
‘Then save us both the trouble of maintaining separate rooms.’
She shook her head again, her instincts screaming that this was a terrible idea.
He exhaled impatiently. ‘If you insist on your feminine independence, you can shower and dress in your own suite. But when I’m in this room so will you. Agreed?’
This was his idea of a compromise. She could waste her breath arguing. Or she could take the offer. She took the offer. ‘Agreed.’
His expression changed into one of hard satisfaction. Leaning down, he delivered a firm, swift kiss on her lips before he raised his head a fraction. ‘One more thing.’
‘Yes?’ she replied shakily.
‘You attempting to leave my bed so soon leads me to think you believe I’ll be taking you just once a night.’ His lips brushed hers as he spoke, trailing little bursts of fire on her tingling mouth. ‘Am I right, cara?’ he enquired huskily.
Her face flamed. ‘I wasn’t... I didn’t give it that much thought.’