“You are incredibly wet,” he said, delighted by the quickness of her arousal.
“Stop talking and touch me.”
“Like this?” Stripping off her underwear, he did as she asked, dipping between the folds that concealed her core and riding the river of wetness toward the knot of nerves. He circled it slowly, listening to her pant, smelling the waves of her arousal. Her hips rose off the mattress, pushing into his hand.
Gorgeous.
With her eyes closed, her knuckles whitening as she held on to the bed linens for dear life, she was as deep into the throes of sensual pleasure as any woman he’d ever known. She writhed against his hand, mindless in her pursuit of her ultimate goal. He watched her face, absorbing each tremble and jerk of her body as he carried her closer and closer to orgasm. Her brow knit as she concentrated. He picked up the pace and watched her mouth open, her back arch.
It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
And it was his name that escaped her lips as she climaxed.
Panting, she opened her eyes. “That was incredible.”
He grinned. “It gets better.”
“Better?” She sounded doubtful. “I can’t imagine that it could get better than that.”
He loved a challenge. “Hold your opinion for another hour or so.”
“An hour?” She stared at him, her eyes wide with uncertainty. “I don’t think I could possibly survive that long.”
He didn’t think he would survive that long, either. But he was determined to try.
Forking his fingers into her hair, he brought his mouth to hers. Desire continued to claw at him, and tasting her eagerness only made it that much harder for him to maintain control.
He wanted to claim her, make her his. The notion that he was the first man to put his hands on her made him wild. The uncivilized part of him that had run wild with Marissa roared within its cage, demanding to be free. Gabriel turned his back on those impulses.
Making this first time perfect for her was the only thing that mattered. And for him to do that, he must stay in control.
Her hands left the mattress and moved up his sides. Caresses like fire swept over his skin as she explored the contours of his shoulders and back.
His tongue delved between her parted lips, tasting her passion, capturing the soft cries she made as his fingers found her breasts, nails raking lightly over her taut nipples. Her legs tangled with his. Her wet curls dampened his boxers. He rocked against her heat and broke off the kiss to take her nipple in his mouth.
Her head fell back as he suckled her. Cupping her butt in his hand, he guided her undulating rhythm until they were in sync. A groan collected in his chest as her fingers speared beneath the waistband of his boxers and found him.
Olivia gasped at the first contact with Gabriel’s erection. The silken feel of his skin. The steel beneath. The sheer size of him made her whimper with fear and excitement. How was she supposed to take all of him inside her?
“It’s okay,” he murmured, easing her fingers away. Somehow he’d understood what was in her mind. “I’ll take it slow. You’ll get the chance to get used to me little by little.”
“But you aren’t little, so little by little isn’t how I see this happening,” she retorted, twisting one hand free so she could touch him again.
A groan burst from him as she wrapped her hand fully around his length and measured him from tip to base.
He pulled her hand away and pinned it on the pillow by her ear. “It certainly isn’t going to happen that way if you don’t stop touching me.”
“But I like touching you,” she countered, lifting up to kiss his chin. She’d been aiming for his lips, but with his chest pressed against hers, she couldn’t lift up that high. “Kissing you.” She could barely gain the breath she needed for speech as his body slid down hers. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this.”
“Then let’s not delay.”
Further conversation became impossible as Gabriel kicked off his boxers and slid between her thighs. Olivia felt his erection against her skin and wiggled her hips to entice him to bring their bodies together in the way they both wanted. Her entire focus consisted of this powerful man and the ache only he could satisfy. Despite her inexperience, she knew exactly what she wanted. Gabriel inside her. She needed to be connected to him on that elemental level and she needed it now.
“Gabriel, please,” she murmured, her body shuddering as his mouth slipped over her skin, licking, nibbling, kissing. He seemed determined to investigate every inch of her when there was only one place she wanted his attention focused. “Take me.”
Her voice broke on the plea. But it had its effect. He kissed her one last time on the hollow beside her hip bone and settled the tip of his shaft at the entrance to her core. The feel of him there was so amazing. She lifted her hips and took him a little way in.
“We’ll get there,” he murmured, framing her face with his hands.