When he leaned away from her, she swayed after him. A large hand pressed gently against her breastbone.
“Lean back,” he said softly. “Prop yourself up on your hands.”
She did so without hesitation, feeling the cool tiles surrounding the pool beneath her palms. Harvard leaned into her, his hands at the small of her back, supporting her as he trailed kisses down her throat.
“Yes,” she panted. “Do more of that.”
She felt the smile against her before he resumed kissing, down her throat, over her collarbone, to the curve of her breasts.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered before clasping two handfuls of her camisole and ripping it down the middle. The silk was no match for his strength. “I’ll replace it.”
“You’d better,” she said breathlessly as she watched his head lower to her exposed breast.
His eyelashes lifted, and his eyes captured hers just before his mouth covered her nipple. With a gasp, Rachel’s head fell back. The pull against her breast as he sucked the sensitive little bud was a fiery torture.
“More,” she demanded.
His tongue played with the firm nub, eliciting a groan. The sound echoed through the pool room, bouncing off tiles and water, and returning to stroke over her skin. Yet another sensation to drive her wild.
One large hand kneaded her other breast while his sinful mouth drove her to distraction. Rachel locked her elbows. It was the only way she could stay upright. The hand in the small of her back tugged her nearer, and she willingly arched her body closer to him.
The room spun. She was delirious. And wanting.
“Michael,” she pleaded, unsure whether she’d said the words aloud, or if they were just in her head. “I need you.”
His tongue swiped over her nipple. “I don’t have any protection here. Didn’t think I’d need it for a swim.”
She noted the humor in his voice, and it made her smile. Okay, he was probably more than a little funny. But she was too needy to appreciate it. “I’m protected.”
He let out a long moan, his forehead falling to her breastbone, where it was cradled by her breasts. “I’m clean. I promise.”
“I believe you. Now, can we get on with it?” And yes, she sounded a little snippy. But she was losing the buzz from his touch, and reality was creeping back in. Rachel didn’t want reality. She wanted to soar.
“This is a matching set, right?” he said, before his hands fisted in her boy shorts and ripped them in two. “Better keep them matching,” he muttered as he tore them from her body.
There was something deliciously caveman about his actions. “Michael, hurry up.”
A hand at the back of her head straightened her until she was staring into his exasperated eyes. “It’s a good thing I like bossy women.” And then he was kissing her again.
Rachel wrapped her arms and legs around him, feeling his hot length against her sensitive core and wondering when he’d gotten rid of his shorts. Hands grasped her behind and scooted her even closer to the edge of the pool, and she’d never been more grateful for that raised ledge because it allowed him to achieve the perfect position. A hand slid between them, trailing through her own particular wetness, making her gasp. Then he was guiding himself inside her.
Bliss.
Perfection.
His width stretched and filled her. But the feeling wasn’t just physical. She was sure he’d also seeped into her soul. Warming the cold places. Soothing the anger that always seemed present.
His lips took hers in a rapturous assault. The room was spinning, and he was her anchor. She tightened her legs around him and again felt his hand between her breasts.
“Lean back,” came the rasped order.
Her arms refused to hold her, and she fell to her elbows, vaguely aware Harvard was holding her weight so that she didn’t hurt herself. Her head fell back and her eyes closed, her focus on the feeling of him moving inside her.
She felt his mouth on her breast, nipping, licking, sucking. It was all too much.
“You can handle it,” he said before resuming his glorious possession.
A hand splayed low on her body, his thumb angled over her clit. A long moan escaped as he gently strummed that bundle of nerves while moving inside her and teasing her breasts.