'Tough!' The retaliation just erupted from between her clenched teeth.
Dark blood slashed his cheekbones and she paled, knowing instinctively that she had never pushed Carlo closer to violence and realising rather too late that that was the very last mood she wanted him in.
A pair of hard hands sank to her slim hips. He jerked her into the hard heat of his very masculine length, bringing her into direct contact with the full force of his arousal.
'If you hurt me I'll.. -I'll scream the place down!' Jessica gasped, energised by both that contact and his mood.
'Hurt you? What sort of an animal do you think I am?' Frowning in disbelief, Carlo studied her with probing golden eyes and his sensual mouth firmed.
A very male animal, she thought fearfully.
'I have no intention of hurting you,' Carlo asserted drily, and lowered his dark head.
He took her parted lips in a hot, hungry surge of passion. He knotted a hand into her hair, holding her
there as though he feared she might seek to evade him, but the instant their mouths met Jessica went limp, bowing to the inevitable. Within seconds the fear was burned away by the heat of his mouth. She quivered in response, and thought became far too much of a challenge.
He bent his dark head over the full swell of her breasts and her fingers speared helplessly into his thick black hair. His lips pulled on a taut pink nipple and a whimper of sound escaped from her convulsed throat. He lingered there, toying with her sensitive flesh until every skin cell went on red alert and every nerve-ending tautened in sizzling anticipation. Her hands gripped his smooth brown shoulders and skimmed in near-desperation over the tautness of the muscles flexing in his back.
She felt as if she was being consumed. There was no breathing space between one spasm of response and the next. Sensation took over and she was mindless in the grip of it. His mouth on her breast was an unbelievable pleasure, but when he began to employ his tongue and the teasing edge of his teeth she went crazy, possessed by a hunger so intense she was lost to all else. She twisted restively beneath him, too hot to stay still, sobbed out his name,
drove her fingers into his hair, wantonly, wildly out of control.
'We have all night,' Carlo muttered thickly, lifting his head.
She focused on him with the blankness of passion's grip and simply, instinctively reached for him again because he had dared to stop and she couldn't bear that.
With a husky laugh, Carlo caught her to him. 'Slow down,' he urged softly.
She ran exploring fingers through the curling black hair on his chest, tracing the superb musculature rippling below his golden skin. She heard the startled hiss of his breath escaping and then he took her hand and
thrust it down to the hard swell of his erection, shocking her, startling her.
'Touch me,' he invited with an earthy groan.
He was velvet-smooth and hot and hard and she was helplessly alarmed by the sheer size of him. She looked up at him, dredged from the hold of passion by the bite of her own ignorance and sudden shyness.
Carlo dealt her a sudden vibrantly amused smUe and moved against her, pure sexual licence barely contained. 'I'll teach you some time.. .but what an extraordinary gap in your education.' He punctuated the comment by driving her flat again with the force of his mouth.
Sanity trickled away again like sand through a mesh grid. He kissed her breathless, long, deep, drugging kisses that stole the soul from her body and melted her into a quivering length of subservience.
Only then did he lift his head again and slide with aching slowness down the length of her extended body, making love to every part of her he could reach. The tip of his tongue dipped into her navel and she whimpered with an intolerable desire, jack-knifing wildly under the taunting, teasing fingers skimming her unbearably tender nipples. She couldn't stay still but he forced her still with powerful hands, forcing her to endure every maddening second of his tormenting assault.
Her entire body was possessed by an electrifying excitement and yet simultaneously one gigantic ache expressing the raw agony of her need. By the time he parted her thighs and let knowing fingers brush against the honeyed centre of that ache, she was at screaming pitch and she cried out his name, her hips moving with a rhythm that required no enforced learning. It came as naturally as the air in her lungs.
He was touching her now as she had never been touched and she was on fire, convinced she was being tortured to death by pleasure. She sobbed just to breathe, her heartbeat thundering madly against her breastbone,
the blood in her veins racing insanely in accompaniment. She couldn't bear it..,
'You're very tight,' Carlo muttered thickly, hesitating.
Her body was at screaming pitch. Instinctively she pulled him down to her, desperate for contact, any form of continuing contact. Untensing, he followed her lead, his hands tipping her up, spreading her thighs. He entered her with one fierce thrust and then stilled, every muscle ferociously taut as he groaned with the nakedness of his pleasure. It hurt so much, Jessica almost passed out with the sheer shock of being forced back to reality.
She twisted her head away to hide her reaction, thankfully feeling the edge of the pain fade away. Carlo uttered a feverish imprecation and stopped.
'I'm hurting you '
Wo!'