“More beautiful than I ever could have imagined,” he said, cupping her flesh in his hands, brushing her taut nipples with his thumbs. She let her head fall back, and she didn’t bother to contain the her exclamation of pleasure this time.
He kept his eyes locked with hers as he dipped his head and circled one tightened bud with the tip of his tongue. Her body shuddered over his, and it echoed through him, reverberating along every line, every muscle, creating a deep, pulling pleasure in his groin.
He sucked harder in response and she gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders. He raised his head. “Good?”
“Yes. Good…. good doesn’t describe it.”
Then he scooped her up in his arms and she looped hers around his neck, delicate fingers moving through his hair as he walked from the dining room to the living area and up the stairs.
“This is like a movie,” she said. “Only I doubt it will fade to black at the important part.”
“It better not,” he said, opening the door to her room and setting her on the bed.
He put his knee down on the soft mattress and bent to kiss her, she arched against him, returning the kiss eagerly, her tongue soft and slick against his.
Just the thought of where it would lead, of how it would feel to have her soft, bare body pressed against his, of what it would be like to slide into her tight, wet heat, made him shake.
As the image entered his mind, so did another concern. He swore.
“What?” she asked.
“Protection. I haven’t got any, for obvious reasons.”
“I … I saw some,” she said, her voice small.
“You did?”
“In my bathroom.”
It took him a moment to remember he’d let Jiminez, one of the most trusted men on his staff, stay in the chalet last summer when he’d had some heat put on him by opposing factions. He hadn’t given him permission to bring a woman, but he’d never been so grateful for someone to breach protocol in his life. “One of my operatives,” he said.
“I believe what you said to me,” she said. “If I didn’t …” she looked up at the ceiling, then around. “Well, if I didn’t we shouldn’t be here. This might be temporary, but … we do have a connection. At least I feel one with you.”
In all honesty, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt connected with anything. Anything beyond vague, cold concepts of honor, of right and wrong. He’d cut off the flow to his heart and dwelt in his head.
But Eva forced him back to his body, back to feelings and passion and desire. Caring. Things he’d been certain he’d lost.
“This is beyond my experience,” he said, knowing he owed her honesty. No empty promises. “And you are the most amazing woman.”
She smiled faintly. “You say the nicest things.”
Nice. He’d never been accused of being nice. “I’ll get the condoms.”
Eva was there, waiting for him, her mouth curved up, resting on the pillows, her breasts bare. She was a temptress, every fantasy, every desire he’d ever had come to life.
He curled his hand into a fist, felt the hard bite of his wedding ring. He paused for a moment, lifting his hand to examine it. He pulled it off and set it on the dresser.
Tonight, in this bed, there would be no ghosts from the past. There would be nothing but Eva and Mak. Nothing but their desire. Their pleasure. He would make sure of that.
He unbuttoned his shirt and discarded it before working at his belt. She was watching him, her eyes rapt on him. He pushed his jeans down his hips, discarding his underwear with them, before joining her on the bed.
He lay across from her, on his side, facing her, and she rolled so that she was facing him, the indent of her waist and flare of her hip even more dramatic and provocative in that pose. She reached out and touched his arm, her fingertips drifting from his bicep to his chest, her light touch skimming over his nipples. His muscles jerked beneath her hand and his erection hardened even more, so hard it was nearly painful now.
He pushed her dress down her hips, taking her panties with it, leaving her completely naked. He couldn’t stop looking at her. At her utter perfection. The smoothness of her skin, the roundness of her curves, the dark shadow at the apex of her thighs, her lush breasts.