He took a long, delicious taste. “Like honey,” he murmured.
She gave a soft gasp beneath him. He licked her again, swirling his tongue lightly against her, then widening his tongue fully. He pushed a single thick fingertip an inch into her tight, wet core.
She cried out, writhing beneath him as she gripped the sheets. Licking her, sucking her hard nub, he thrust a second finger inside her gently, and she moved her hips unthinkingly, twisting in an agony of need. He lapped her with his tongue, swirling against her taut center, as he felt her tense up. Her back arched off the bed, higher, higher still, until she exploded with a scream of joy.
And just in time. His whole body was sweaty and aching from holding himself back. As she exploded in her pleasure, he could no longer wait. In a swift mindless movement, he drew back and positioned himself between her legs. Lowering his head, he kissed her mouth, and then thrust himself roughly inside her, sheathing himself deep, deep, deep.
CHAPTER EIGHT
JOSIE GASPED AGAINST his lips as he thrust inside her, and she felt an unexpected fleeting pain.
Still deep inside her, he did not move, allowing her to gently stretch to accommodate him. His mouth was motionless against hers in a suspended kiss as she grew accustomed to the now dulling pain. She barely heard the wind outside, or felt the soft mattress beneath her and the weight of him over her. She was overwhelmed by the huge feel of him inside her.
Then, keeping his body still, he flicked his tongue against hers, tantalizing her with a hot, seductive kiss as she grew accustomed to the thick feel of him, like silk and steel inside her. The pain receded, like a wave drawing back beneath her feet. He pressed his naked body over hers, cupping her face with one hand to kiss her more deeply, and her hand trailed down his shoulder to his back as pleasure began to build anew inside her.
She’d never known the pain would be so great—and yet so suddenly gone. She’d never known pleasure could be so intense, so explosive—and could just as suddenly begin again. Sex was a more intense experience than she?
?d ever imagined. It left her breathless and weak.
So did he.
Josie’s heart raced, pounding frantically in her throat, as she looked up at his handsome, sensual face. She’d been bold and daring enough to tell him the truth, and this was her reward. This.
Their hot, naked bodies twisted and moved together, sweaty, hard, sliding. She ran her hands down his chest, feeling his hard muscles and taut hollows. His body felt as amazing as it looked. Pulling him down against her, she kissed his shoulder, tasting and nibbling the salt of his skin.
With a shudder, Kasimir pushed her back against the bed, kissing down her throat. She gasped, tilting her head.
He finally began to move inside her, riding her. He filled her in a way she’d never imagined, deeper with each thrust. Her hands scratched slowly down his back, finally clutching his hard backside. She felt new tension inside her, coiled to spring. She felt the tautness of his muscles, heard the hoarse pant of his breath, and knew he was fighting to keep his body under control.
And she was causing that. She was the one driving him wild with desire. Her. Plain, frumpy Josie.
But she wasn’t that Josie anymore. He’d changed her. Or she’d changed herself. But either way, she’d become the woman she’d always known she was born to be. Brave. Reckless. Even a little wicked…
His eyes closed. His sensual lips parted in a silent gasp as he pushed inside her, filling her to the hilt, stretching her to the breaking point. He was trying not to hurt her, she realized. He was still holding himself back.
Reaching her arms around his shoulders, she dug her fingernails into his flesh and whispered, “Don’t be afraid.”
His eyes flew open. He looked down at her with a choked intake of breath.
Giving him a little smile, she ran her hand softly down his hard, muscular body. “Stop holding back.”
A growl came from the back of his throat, ending in a hiss. Pushing her back hard against the bed, he pushed more roughly inside her, riding her faster and deeper.
Now it was deepening pleasure. Their intertwined bodies tangled in desperate passion, clutching each other tightly as her hips lifted to meet each explosive thrust. Josie heard the hot wind howling outside and didn’t care if a sandstorm flung the tent up into the sky. She was already flying….
The new pleasure continued to soar, rising and surpassing the first. It was deeper and different and sharper than before. Clutching his shoulders, she hung on for dear life as the pleasure grew so big it was almost too much to bear. Finally, it exploded inside her. Sucking in her breath, she tossed back her head and screamed with joy, heedless of who might hear, as she fell, fell, fell, plummeting off the edge of reason.
In that same instant, she heard his low answering roar. He slammed inside her with one final deep thrust, gripping her tightly with a low hoarse shout.
His muscular, sweaty body was heavy as he collapsed on top of her. Rolling next to her on the bed, he clutched her to his heart. A smile traced Josie’s lips as she closed her eyes, pressing her cheek against his chest. She felt changed, reborn in his arms. She’d been born to be his wife….
It could have been minutes later, or hours, when Josie’s eyes flew open in the darkness. She realized she hadn’t just given her virginity to Kasimir tonight.
She’d given him her heart.
So this was how it was to fall in love. In all the books she’d read, all the movies she’d seen, she’d dreamed and wondered how it would be. What it would feel like, when she gave herself to a man completely.
It was like this. Overwhelming. Powerful. Sweet and full of longing. But also…