The Spanish Consultant (Westerling)

‘Are you going to speak, querida?’ His soft, teasing tone made her insides melt and she shook her head, her eyes dropping to his incredible sexy mouth.

She was beyond speech.

With a soft laugh he lowered his head to within an inch of her mouth, hovering tantalisingly close, allowing their breath to mingle but still not touching her.

A slow burn began inside her and she shifted her hips, desperate to relieve the tension.

His attention drawn by her wanton movements, he gave an earthy groan and crushed her mouth under his.

His kiss was hot and hard and intensely sexual and she clutched at him desperately, writhing against him in an attempt to get closer still.

Breathing hard, he detached himself and worked his way down her body, using his incredibly skilled fingers to torment the hardened peaks of her full breasts.

She arched and cried out in desperation and his mouth replaced his clever fingers, his tongue teasing the damp tips with an erotic expertise that made her squirm.

She could feel his breath warming her and then he sucked her into the darkness of his mouth and she gasped in disbelief as she felt the sensation deep in her pelvis.

Instinctively she parted her thighs and immediately his fingers were there, exploring and teasing her in the most intimate way possible. He knew exactly how to touch her to create maximum sensation and soon she was beyond modesty or control.

She felt totally wanton, agitated and feverish, and he continued to torture her with pleasure, teasing her until she gasped his name in an agony of longing, desperate for him to give her the fulfillment she craved.

Driven totally wild by his leisurely exploration of her body, she twisted under him in a frenzy of almost unbearable anticipation, but he shifted his weight and held her still, refusing to give her the satisfaction she sought.

‘Jago, please…’ Her whole body was burning with erotic sensation and she was sobbing now, begging for him to stop tormenting them both. The excitement was intolerable, a fiery ache deep inside her that threatened to consume her whole being with its intensity.

He stared down into her flushed face, his eyes dark with a depth of arousal that made her catch her breath.

‘Jago…’

‘Tell me you want me,’ he said thickly, stroking her silken hair away from her damp skin. ‘I need to hear you say it, querida.’

Trapped by the raw emotion she saw in his eyes, she could barely speak.

‘I want you—now.’

He muttered something in Spanish and slid a strong arm under her hips, moving her under him. Her breath came in pants as she felt the silken thrust of his arousal against the very heart of her and then he drove into her with a hard thrust that brought a gasp of ecstasy to her lips.

She cried out his name and he plunged deeper still and suddenly all she could feel was heat.

The scorch of his mouth as it covered hers.

The burn of his body as he moved with a pagan rhythm that drove her to a level of excitement that she’d never experienced before.

And the fire within her.

Desperate to be closer still, she arched against him and he gave an earthy groan and withdrew before sliding into her again with a force that made her sob with ecstasy.

She was no longer in control of anything. She wasn’t aware of anything except the explosive excitement that consumed her body as he thrust hard into her with a rhythmic force that drove her to a state of such intense arousal that it seemed too much to bear. Arching against him, she slid her hands over the smooth muscle of his back, urging him closer still, her body screaming for completion. And then suddenly, when she thought she could bear it no longer, he sent her flying into a shattering climax which seemed to last for ever, her whole body unravelling in an ecstasy intensified by the shuddering throb of his own release.

Completely wiped out by the experience, Katy lay still, aware of the pounding of his heart against hers, of the damp warmth of their bodies as they clung together so intimately.

His breathing still uneven, he shifted his weight and rolled onto his back, taking her with him, and suddenly she was hideously aware of just how out of control she’d been.

She squeezed her eyes tightly shut in a rush of embarrassment.

What had happened to her?

For goodness’ sake, she’d virtually begged the man!