‘I want to be inside you.’
She shivered in anticipation as he reached for a condom. He came back over her, his weight balanced on his arms, his legs a sexy tangle with hers. He gently eased her thighs apart, hooking one leg over his hip as his mouth came back to hers.
She felt the probe of his body against her. It was subtle and yet urgent. She moved against him, silently giving him permission, wanting him so badly her body was aching with it.
‘I’ll take it slowly.’ His words were a sexy rumble against her lips.
She arched her spine again, searching for his possession. She didn’t want him slow. She wanted him fast. She wanted him to feel the same pressing need she felt building in her body.
He gave a guttural groan and slid partway inside, waiting for her to accommodate him. ‘Are you OK?’
‘I want all of you.’ She dug her hands into his buttocks, urging him on. ‘Now.’
He went in a little deeper, still keeping control. ‘It will be much better for you, the longer I prepare you.’
‘I’m prepared.’ She pressed her mouth to his, feeding off him hungrily while her inner muscles gripped him tightly. I’m so prepared!
He thrust deeper, his face burying against her neck as he fought for control. She caught his rhythm, feeling every movement, her senses going off into a tailspin when his fingers came into the action, caressing her intimately to trigger that final cataclysmic release.
She shattered into a million pieces, her body shaking and shuddering with an explosive orgasm that left her spent and limp in his arms.
‘Good?’
She could barely speak. ‘Wow...’
He brushed her hair back from her face, his look surprisingly tender. ‘You did it.’
She pointed a finger at his chest. ‘You did it.’
‘It takes two to tango, as they say. We both did it.’
‘Not quite.’ Lily used her inner muscles to squeeze him. ‘You haven’t...’
‘I’m about to.’
She felt a shiver race down her spine at the smouldering look in his eyes. She felt him start to move again, the slow but steady build-up of thrusts that made her flesh tingle all over again. She didn’t think it was possible for her body to experience another orgasm so soon after the previous one but within seconds she was flying away again. She clung to him as he buried his face into her neck as he pumped his way into oblivion.
It was a long moment before he moved away from her.
He had a little frown on his face as he disposed of the condom. He sat on the edge of the bed, his back turned to her. Lily wondered with a painful pang if he was thinking of his ex. How many times had they made love? How long had they been together? Was he comparing Lily’s response to hers?
‘I guess I should go back to my room.’ She gave him a self-deprecating look when he turned to look at her. ‘I’m not sure I want Dominique to find me slinking out of your bedroom first thing in the morning.’
‘Don’t go.’
She rolled her lips together, not sure what to make of his unfathomable expression. ‘You want me to stay with you all night?’
A tiny muscle flicked in his jaw. ‘Not just tonight. Every night until you go back to London.’
He was offering her a relationship. An affair. A temporary one.
Very temporary.
‘Obviously I’m very flattered, but—’
‘But you want more.’ It was a statement not a question. ‘The thing is, Lily, this is all I’m capable of right now.’
Would she sound terribly gauche, asking for more? What chance was there that a man like him would fall in love with someone like her?