“Well, I want to see what you look like when that happens today.”
She lifted her head, looking down at him. But he wasn’t watching her. His eyes were intent on her body, his mouth moving lower again as if he were intent on finding his own pleasure, simply by giving her pleasure.
“You taste like honey,” he commented, then moved closer, his mouth closing over her, his tongue lashing out, diving in and tasting her core, then sliding higher, lower, moving all around that nub. She wanted to scream out, her body straining against his mouth. She was so close, she felt as if even one more touch would send her right over the edge. He must have known how close she was because he pulled back.
“You’re…!’
He grinned, lifting his head again. Did he really just lick his lips? Damn him, he was enjoying this!
“Yes?” he inquired. But she couldn’t reprimand him for his cruel treatment of her because he slipped one finger into her body, sliding it in and…and…and what the hell was he doing to her? She was out of control, her body shifting against his hand. His mouth closed over that nub once more, sucking and licking, lapping at the overly sensitive bud. She screamed, straining and…this time, he let her tumble over to a climax that was so strong, so powerful, she could only feel. There was no controlling this moment. It was sheer pleasure and her body throbbed with a glorious release.
Her whole body stretched, her mind blanking and all she could feel was his hands touching her, his lips kissing a path back up her body as her climax slowly receded.
When Calista finally opened her eyes once more, it was to find Goran looking down at her with a smug, triumphant look to his eyes. “What were you saying about not being able to do something?” he teased.
She started to groan, but he merely nudged her legs wider, taking her hands in his and lifting them up over her head. She felt his erection against her legs and, impossibly, that was all it took to regain her attention. “You’re truly evil,” she whispered.
He laughed, but that sound shifted to a kiss as he smothered any other objection with his mouth. Boy, had she thought he knew what to do with his hands? The man was an excellent kisser! His lips moved from demanding to coaxing in seconds, then back to demanding as he shifted against her body, pressing himself closer and closer but not entering her.
Calista groaned, but she didn’t want this moment to end. It was just too…beautiful! She’d been with other men before, but nothing compared to this experience. She wanted it to last forever! This time, this moment together…it was just a moment with him but it was all she had. It was all she’d get! So Calista was determined to make the most of it.
Pressing her hands against his shoulders, she pressed him back onto the mattress, her body straddling his. That magnificent erection she’d felt yesterday was there, right between them, straining against her body.
“You’re…magnificent,” she whispered to him, her eyes moving over his shoulders and chest, covered with just a dusting of hair. Goodness, she loved a man with a powerful chest! “I want to taste you,” she warned mere moments before she lowered her head, letting her lips drift against his chest. He tasted clean, but with a hint of salt. And all male! Inhaling, Calista tried to memorize the scent of him, wishing she could bottle his masculine scent and keep it for the future. It was powerfully sexy. There was no cologne to hinder his scent. It was all Goran. And delicious! Heady!
Goran watched as Calista’s mouth lowered to his sternum and he almost stopped her. This was insane, he realized. But then her lips touched his skin and he closed his eyes, letting her mouth tease him, her fingers sliding along his arms, then moving onto his stomach. He almost jackknifed up when her fingers wrapped around his shaft. No fooling around with Calista! She was always straight to the point. He might have liked that about her, if he wasn’t already in so much pain. Tasting her climax like that, seeing her body writhe against him, had set his whole body on edge. Goran didn’t want any teasing. He wanted to flip her back over and let his body slam into hers. He wanted to thrust into her and…what the hell was she doing now?!
He looked at her, his muscles clenching as he watched her mouth move lower. And lower! Was she going to…?
She did! His head fell backwards and he had to close his eyes as her soft, hot mouth closed over his shaft. That tongue…Calista always looked so prim and proper, so uptight and perturbed with her mouth compressed into a thin line. That mouth wasn’t compressed now! When he lifted his head again, looking down at her, he acknowledged that she had the sexiest, most beautiful mouth ever! She was a bit clumsy with her efforts, but even that was such a turn on!
She took more of him into her mouth and he just about lost it right then and there. But her hands, which had been floating over his stomach and upper thighs, moved to cup his softness, making his erection even harder! When her tongue, either accidentally or on purpose, flicked against the underside of his shaft, that was all he could take. All common sense was gone as lust overpowered reason. He lifted her up and pushed her back onto the bed. Goran hovered over her for mere moments before he thrust into her.
“You’re so damn tight, habibi!” he groaned, lifting her leg up so that her inner thigh rested against his hip. Pushing deeper, he blinked, trying to ensure that he wasn’t hurting her. She was tight and hot and wet and perfect as she lifted her hips. In the back of his mind, he felt her hands sliding onto his shoulders, then down over his back. But mostly, he felt her body tremble as he thrust into her, pulling back, then thrusting again. And again! She was absolutely perfect and he couldn’t slow down! Shaking his head, he tried to concentrate, tried to figure out if she was even close. He heard her scream and moments later, Goran felt her body shudder, her inner muscles clenching around his shaft. That was as long as he could hold off. Moments later, he released that miniscule amount of control and let himself climax as well.
Afterwards, he collapsed against her, then shifted, pulling her onto his chest so that he wasn’t smothering her. For a long time, he simply stared up at the ceiling, trying to make sense of the passionate woman who had come apart in his arms, the woman who had made him come apart…and the woman he’d known for the past several months. The coldly detached woman who seemed to be angry with the world.
There were two different women. He didn’t understand how she could be so dissimilar at various intervals. Lifting his hand, he tangled his fingers in her mussed hair. In that moment, feeling her soft sighs against his shoulder, Goran made a vow that he was going to understand this woman.
Yes, he also needed to understand what the hell was going on in the world, why they’d been kidnapped and who was behind the kidnaping. And why the hell had they involved Calista. His arms tightened around her, a feeling of intense protectiveness hitting him all of a sudden.
Two mysteries. One, he couldn’t do anything about. He couldn’t investigate the kidnapping. He had to go against everything he believed in and allow Astir to investigate the kidnapping. Intellectually, Goran trusted Astir to figure this out. But his male pride and his furious anger warned him that he wouldn’t be able to relinquish control of the investigation for too long.
However, having Calista here, a distraction and a beautiful mystery as well, he accepted that she was just as intriguing. And it would be significantly more fun to discover Calista’s mysteries!
“Are you okay?” he asked now that he could breathe. Decision made, he wanted to know everything about her. In his usual manner, Goran was thorough and efficient. Once he embarked on a plan, he was determined to finish it as quickly as possible.
He felt her stirring against his body, but there was…she was trembling?
Rolling over, he shifted their bodies so that he could see her more clearly. She tried to close her legs, but he wasn’t having any of that. No way was he going to allow her to retreat back into that cold persona he’d met before this whole debacle.
“What’s wrong?” he demanded, lifting away so that he could look down at her. “Are you hurt? How do you feel?” He started to pull her legs apart, intending to examine her more closely, but Calista gave him a shaky laugh and pulled away, grabbing the sheet to cover her nakedness from him.
“Calista, if you don’t tell me what I did to hurt you, I’m going to bundle you up and take you to the hospital!”
She laughed again, but the soft touch of her fingers against his shoulder stopped his fury, easing his concern.
“I’m fine,” she told him.