She Can't Say No to the Greek Tycoon

CHAPTER SIX

HIS lips trailed up along the sides of her neck in a heated blaze before capturing her mouth again. And at the same time she felt his hands moving over her possessively, pulling up her dress, finding the lace tops of her stockings and then stroking higher over her naked flesh to the flimsy lace briefs. Cat found herself pressed back against the wall that led through to the connecting room, her arms wound around his shoulders, her fingers raking through the dark thickness of his hair.

‘Tell me you want me,’ he demanded and, as he spoke, his hand moved to pull at her flimsy underwear, tearing the briefs so that they fell easily away to leave him unconstrained access. When his fingers found the warm wet centre of her she gasped in ecstasy and shock.

In the past she had always been coolly in control of her desires, had always been able to pull away without difficulty. The feelings inside her now were totally different. She was shocked that Nicholas could touch her in a way that made her lose her mind to pleasure, made her writhe instinctively against him.

‘Tell me,’ he demanded again, his voice fiercely insistent. ‘You know I do.’ She whispered the words incoherently and saw a smile of satisfaction curve the sensual line of his lips.

His fingers continued to tease her softly while his other hand unfastened the hook at the back of her dress and, with a practised ease, pulled it down to reveal the black lace of her bra and the creamy swell of her breasts.

‘You are very beautiful, Catherine … provocatively bewitching and ready for me, is that not so?’ He switched to speaking in Greek almost without realizing it. Holding on to his control by a thread, all he wanted now was to plunge himself into her soft warmth, to take her here and now against the wall and watch as she shuddered and convulsed against him. The mere thought almost made him burst with crazy feverish anticipation but he forced himself to control it … forced his mind to think instead of the revenge he wanted—the control he needed.

She wanted him, she would do anything now for release, and he could taste her need as his mouth covered hers, his tongue moving against hers. One hand moved to push away the restraint of her bra and his mouth travelled downwards so that he could take one rosy erect nipple into his mouth.

Her body was gorgeous, her curves lusciously full. His tongue licked against her, noting how her breasts tilted upwards in response to him, inviting his mouth.

She arched her back in ecstasy and drew in her breath in a shuddering sigh as he took her inside the warmth of his mouth, nuzzling her, softly sucking one moment and then ta

unting her with the tip of his tongue the next.

‘Nicholas … please … please.’ Cat didn’t know what she was saying any more; she was almost delirious with need. In fact, if someone had asked her name right now she wouldn’t have known it.

‘Please what?’ he mocked her softly, his hand moving to cup her pert derrière and press her against him. ‘Is it this that you want.?’

She could feel his arousal straining against the material of his suit, large and tauntingly hidden from reach.

‘Yes …’ As she gave the answer she felt her heart miss a beat almost as violently as the way the aircraft had shuddered earlier. ‘Yes, Nicholas, I want you … now.’ She closed her eyes and capitulated to the weakness that screamed insistently inside her. Maybe if she sated this desire now she would be able to forget about it and he would no longer wield this power over her senses? She urgently wanted to be back in control—almost as much as she wanted him.

When he made no move to comply with her words—just continued to hold her back against the wall—her eyes flicked open and met his.

The shimmering green eyes were hauntingly beautiful. She was his for the taking. His hand toyed with the triangle of hair between her legs, feeling her wetness and enjoying the low moan that escaped from her throat.

‘Nicholas.? Please.’

The whispered plea echoed inside him. He had her completely within his power. Right now she would do anything for him. He wanted to take her, absorb himself completely into her womanly core. But he was aware that, once he sated her, his power would momentarily diminish.

Nicholas leaned closer and kissed the side of her neck and, breathing in her perfume, he forced himself to focus. This wasn’t simply about sex, he reminded himself forcefully. If his plan for revenge was to succeed, he needed to draw her closer than that and, to keep the reins of control, he needed to keep her hungry. Therefore pulling back now would be the right decision; it would facilitate his plans for the rest of the evening and make it much easier to manipulate his way under her defence mechanism.

‘Maybe now isn’t the right moment for this.’ It took every shred of willpower that he possessed to draw away and coolly say those words.

‘What do you mean?’ Her voice trembled slightly and he saw the incomprehension in her beautiful eyes.

‘I mean that in about half an hour we will be landing.’ His gaze raked over the breasts that were still swollen with arousal from the warmth of his mouth and his erection throbbed viciously.

Why the hell hadn’t he just taken her and alleviated his desire here and now? The question held a kick like an angry mule.

With determination he shut the thought out and forced himself to concentrate. ‘A quick release isn’t going to put out this fire.’

She shot him a hurt look.

‘That was blunt.’ He held up his hands. ‘I’m sorry.’

‘Well, I’m not!’ She was hurriedly reaching to cover her nakedness from him now, pulling up her bra and her dress with hands that were shaking. ‘I’m glad you’ve put it in context—it’s helped bring me to my senses. I don’t know what I was thinking.’

For some reason the huskiness of her tone disconcerted him. ‘Catherine.’ He reached and caught hold of her, stilling her hands.

There was a mutinous expression in her eyes as she looked up at him but behind that fierce gleam there was something else—a rawness that caught him completely off guard.