Run To Rome

“Oh.”

He located the spot along her jaw where her pulse raced, and now that she wasn’t fighting to prove a point, he succeeded in eliciting a sexy purr of pleasure from her lips. The sound deepened when he brushed his palm over her satin and lace covered nipple, teasing it to a hard peak before cupping her breast through the material. She fit perfectly in his hand, but he couldn’t wait to take her in his mouth.

“Wait a second,” she protested. “After all the staring you did at my chest last night, you never noticed my bra wasn’t black through that white shirt?”

Kisses feathered across her collar bone and the exposed curve of her breast brought him closer to his goal. “I was more focused on the Wet & Wild.”

“Typical.”

“I won’t apologize for being a guy, Halli.”

With one finger, he pulled the lace aside and closed his mouth over the pebbled tip. The first deep pull of his mouth on her sensitive skin made her arch off the bed. Her involuntary sound of pleasure quickened his pulse and he took advantage of the opportunity to unhook the bra.

Halli’s hands fisted in his hair after he’d removed the satin and lavished attention on first one firm, warm mound, then the other. The sensual rub of her bare foot along the back of his calf and up his thigh reminded him to toe his shoes off. As she continued to rub, up and down, up and down, their hips ground together.

God, she made him so hot. The sounds and sighs and soft gasps coming from her lips only increased the fire raging within. Pooled blood in his groin pounded relentlessly, almost painfully, demanding relief.

He rolled off her and skimmed his hand down across her belly to the button of her jeans. She pushed his hands aside and undid them herself, apparently as eager to have them off as he was. He braced a hand on either side of her, then lightly dragged his whiskered chin along the same path his hand had taken. Muscles quivered when he stopped to dip his tongue in her navel.

“I was wrong.”

She lifted up on one elbow. “About what?”

He ran a finger along the edge of her panties, noting the shadow of dark curls under the silky wisp of fabric. “White’s just as sexy as black.”

Halli drew in a shaky breath as he removed her last piece of clothing and just looked. Completely exposed to his gaze, she reminded herself Italy Halli lived in the moment. When he leaned forward and pressed his mouth to the inside of her thigh, she couldn’t help but jerk in surprise. Heart pounding impossibly hard, she gulped and squeezed her eyes shut. His warm breath and lips skimmed up her leg, closer to where she ached for his touch.

“Trent…I, ah, I’ve never, um…”

Air chilled her skin where his mouth had just been. “Never what?”

Heat of an entirely different kind took over her body. She should’ve kept her mouth shut. She squirmed, and when he moved to lie beside her, pulled her knees together and threw her forearm over her eyes.

“Are you a virgin?”

The surprised, gentle question prompted a smile, but she didn’t move her arm. “No. I’ve done that before, I’ve just never done…that.” She waved her hand in the general direction of her waist and below.

“Well, now that’s just not fair,” he said sternly. Yet a smile colored his voice. “What kind of selfish jerks have you been with?”

She shrugged. Strong, insistent fingers curled around the wrist draped over her eyes. Face still burning with embarrassment, she let him pull her arm down and opened her eyes. His gaze met hers, completely serious.

“Do you want to?”

Desire and curiosity warred with apprehension over the unknown. He must’ve read her hesitation because he leaned forward to kiss her. Slow, deep, sensual; a mating of their mouths as if they had all th

e time in the world. Trepidation had completely receded by the time he lifted his head again.

“You said you trust me.”

“Yes,” she breathed.

“Let me show you how good it can be.”

A nod was the best she could manage before giving herself up to the pure sensation his kisses evoked as they moved back down her body to center in that one spot. He was right. It was good. Better than she could’ve ever imagined.

All sense of time and place disappeared, and for the life of her couldn’t keep quiet. Biting her lip did no good. Tension built inside, unlike anything she’d felt before. He took her higher, and higher still, until she couldn’t take any more, pleaded with him without even knowing what she wanted. Needed. She gasped his name and then cried out as he sent her cresting on a wave of such ecstasy her world seemed to explode.

Halli lay in amazement, thinking she should be mortified at her loss of control and how uncharacteristically vocal she’d been. Energy to care deserted her. Mini aftershocks continued to pleasure as Trent propped on one elbow to grin down at her.