taut and she could feel the dampness of perspiration
sticking his silk shirt to his skin. 'No more steps,’ he
muttered raggedly.
He set her down in the lift that gave his father access to the gardens and sent the doors winging shut. He lounged back fluidly against the stainless steel wall and surveyed her with sudden uninhibited intensity.
The dark vibrancy of his magnetism was potent Jessica collided with smouldering golden eyes and her heart skipped a beat and began to race instead. A slow, sensual smile curved his handsome mouth. He reached out and deftly flicked open the control panel. He touched
a button and the lift swooshed to a halt and he hit another before the doors could open.
Arranged on the wall opposite, Jessica felt a quivering heaviness enter her lower limbs as Carlo closed the distance between them. He braced his hands on either side of her and drove her head back with the force of his mouth, his kiss like a fiery brand of ownership. He unleashed a hunger that was primitive in its intensity, sending a burst of scorching beat shooting through her veins.
'Somebody might ‘ she gasped as he released her
reddened lips.
'If I don't have you now,' Carlo said thickly, 'I'll die.'
His hands wrenched down the straps of her sleeveless dress and she glanced down, shocked to see her own bared breasts, helplessly shy of him and yet unbearably aroused by his impatience. With a groan, Carlo lifted her and suckled at an erect pink nipple and her hands clenched fiercely into his shoulders, an involuntary moan of excitement torn from her. Her head fell back as his tormenting mouth bit at her sensitive flesh with a knowing eroticism that drove her out of her mind with excitement.
She was boneless in his grasp, a wanton creature drunk on sensation. A lean hand skimmed beneath the flimsy silken fabric of her gown, following the upward curve of a slender thigh and lingering there with devastating effect.
'You drive me crazy,' Carlo groaned, sinking to his knees to slowly tug down the scrap of lace that was all that divided him from her. 'You always drove me crazy.'
He buried his mouth hotly in the triangle of silver curls he had revealed and she started sliding down the wall until he gripped her thighs. 'No...' she mumbled in shock.
He didn't listen and a split-second later she stopped thinking altogether, thrown into a vortex of extra-
ordinary excitement by what he was doing. She gasped his name, speared her fingers wildly into his tousled black hair and surrendered absolutely to the pleasure, losing
all track of time.
When Carlo drew level with her again, she was inflamed to fever pitch, not a bone or a muscle in her body obedient to even the most confused command. He wound her arms round him and took her swollen mouth in a savage admission of need and then he lifted her, wrapping her thighs round his narrow waist and entered her in one compelling thrust.
Stilling, he shuddered against her, fighting for control. ‘It’s never been like this for me.. .neverV he rasped.
,’ love you... She found it on her lips and kept it there, instinct reining the confession back. Bracing her spine against the steel wall, he began to move again, fast and slow, smooth and rough until she was possessed by the primal rhythm and the explosive, uncontrollable hunger. As she reached an intolerable peak of excitement, she sank her teeth into his shoulder and was
flung over the edge into quivering, whimpering fulfilment at the same
time as he was.
His breathing pattern roughly audible, Carlo dealt her a shattered glance and slowly lowered her limp body to the floor again, glittering golden eyes still pinned to her. He dropped a kiss on to her brow and began rearranging her dress with hands that were uncharacteristically
clumsy.
•We'd better get out of here.' He indicated the red light flashing behind the open control panel, readjusting whatever he had previously put out of place at speed. 'Security will be on their way.'
'What?' she moaned in horror.
The doors opened. Carlo grabbed her while she was still reeling incredulously from what she had allowed him to do. A few feet out of the lift, they were on to a . staircase. Dear heaven, she acknowledged dazedly, that |
A
shameless woman in the lift had been her! She was pole-axed, barely functioning on automatic pilot.
Carlo dragged her into their bedroom, closed the door and slumped back against it. His narrowed gaze swept her hectically flushed features and then he burst out laughing. After a startled moment, she saw the humour of that indecently adolescent flight of theirs from authority and was overcome by helpless giggles.