‘Never doubt it,’ he said fiercely. ‘Never.’

His kiss was hard and hungry and then he wrenched his mouth from hers.

‘But I’m trying to go slow. Make sure you’re totally ready for me.’ He took her hand in his again, linking his fingers over the back of hers. ‘And I have something to show you.’

He laid her hand palm-down on her belly and then slowly guided her hand over her silky curls.

‘Open your legs wider, chiquita,’ he murmured beside her ear. ‘No. More. Yes, like that...’

And then he directed her hand even lower until, with a gasp, Aspen felt herself as she never had before.

‘Oh, my God—that feels...’

‘Wet?’

Cruz ran the tip of his tongue around the whorl of her ear and she nearly came off the bed.

He pressed her hand downwards. ‘Silky? Sexy?’

Yes!

Lost in a maelstrom of sensation, Aspen closed her eyes and let her feelings take over. She didn’t know what to focus on as her fingers slipped over her body, making her want to press upwards.

‘And now...’ Cruz shifted until he lay on his stomach between her splayed legs, his olive skin dark against the cream bedcovers. ‘Now I’m going to taste you.’

Aspen tried to close her legs in a hurry. ‘Cruz, you can’t.’

He looked up, the skin on his face tight as he held his hands still on her open thighs.

‘Let me, Aspen. Remember? I promised you nothing but pleasure.’

Tensing just a little, she let him move her legs wider again and closed her eyes as he dipped down and opened her with his skilled tongue.

She’d heard of men doing this, of course. She had been to an all-girls school, and she knew that some girls liked it and some didn’t. She had always put herself in the latter camp. Cruz’s low groans of pleasure as he licked and lapped at her sensitive flesh shifted her firmly to the former.

She thought maybe he asked if she was okay, but by that stage he had brought his fingers into play and Aspen couldn’t breathe, let alone answer. Her whole body was burning and intensely focused on something that seemed just out of reach. She writhed and twisted beneath him, delighting in the scrape of his stubble against her tender skin, not even registering that she was calling his name until he moved over her.

‘It’s okay, chiquita. Let go.’

Let go? Of what?

And then it happened. Somehow the gentle stroking of his fingers sped up and they moved in such a way that she felt something inside her shift. Within seconds her body had exploded into a thousand tiny pieces.

Distantly she was aware that he had moved down her body again, but she was in such a blissful state of completion she felt as if she was floating.

‘Aspen, open your eyes.’

Were her eyes closed again?

Opening them, she saw Cruz watching her.

‘How was that?’

She smiled. ‘That was the most exquisitely pleasurable experience of my whole life.’

‘And I’m just getting started,’ he drawled arrogantly.

Aspen laughed, and then her breath caught as he rose over her with latent male grace; his powerful biceps bunched as he completely covered her and took her mouth with his again.

She felt the heavy weight of his erection against her stomach and unbelievably her lower body clenched, needing pressure again. She squirmed upwards, opening her legs automatically.

Groaning, Cruz rolled off her, yanked his pants off in a rustle of fabric and reached into the side drawer for a condom. She watched, completely motionless, as he tore the wrapper apart with his teeth and then held his hard length with one hand while he applied it.

‘You keep looking at me like that, mi gatita, and I’ll have no need for protection,’ he husked, his gravelly voice rolling straight to her pelvis.

Aspen felt herself blush, but she didn’t look away. He was too mesmerising. Too...

‘Beautiful,’ she said. ‘You’re beautiful.’

She ran her hand over his tanned back, briefly marvelling at the smooth heated texture of his skin and the way he trembled beneath her touch. Had she done that? Her eyes flew to his and she noticed the sheen of perspiration lining his forehead.

A smile of abject female joy slowly crossed her face. He saw it and groaned. Captured her mouth with his and pushed her onto her back, coming over the top of her in a position of pure male dominance. For once it didn’t scare her. Because in that moment she felt a sense of feminine power she’d never known she had. And it was exhilarating. Drugging. Freeing.

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