straining arousal, making her blood burn with eagerness.
His hands moved over her back, learning her curves and urging her against him. He growled low in his throat as her hips made contact with his cock.
He ended the kiss and looked down at her as he began to unbutton her shirt. With the last button undone, his hands moved to her shoulders, where he slowly pushed the material down her arms. His gaze raked over her breasts, making her sway toward him.
Jules dropped her arms and let the shirt fall to the ground. Before he could move to her pants, she tugged his shirt up, revealing a stomach rippling with muscles. He jerked off his shirt and kissed her again, hard and demanding.
She could feel the tight leash he held on his desire, but she was determined to have all of him. Nothing less than complete surrender from both of them would do.
Caressing his warm skin, her hands drifted over a body of honed solid muscle. He was magnificent, and she wanted to see more. Much more.
As soon as her hands lowered to the waistband of his trousers, he pulled them away and broke the kiss. Slowly, he untied her pants. When he didn’t push them down himself, Jules began to do just that, only to have him stop her again.
She opened her mouth to ask him why, when he dropped to his knees and began to unlace her boots. Once they were removed, he spun her around and ran his hands over her bared back. She sucked in a quick breath.
The sheer assault of pleasure left her mind spinning. He began to kiss the small of her back while his nimble fingers worked her pants over her hips and down her legs.
Jules closed her eyes as her body began the familiar throb of passion she had ignored these past years. Her sex clenched in anticipation, while Cristian’s fingers stroked her hips and bottom.
She stepped out of her pants and turned to face Cristian, who had gained his feet. He towered over her, making her lean her head back to gaze into his eyes darkened by the desire coursing through them.
Unable to resist touching him a moment longer, Jules leaned forward and kissed his chest. He sucked in a quick, harsh breath, his hands clutching at her shoulders to keep her still. But she ignored him and moved toward his pants. Now that she had finally accepted who she was – and the desire inside her – she wanted all of him.
The sheer longing pulsing in her body made her hands shake, and it took Cristian helping her before she could remove his pants. And then they stood staring at each other, the sun shining through the branches of the thick trees onto their naked bodies.
They came together as one, each wanting the other with a desperation that couldn’t be explained. Jules wrapped her arms around his neck as his lips took hers in a fierce, fiery kiss.
The kiss ignited both of them into a frenzy of unquenchable, ravenous need. Her hands clawed at his back as she tried to get as close to him as she could.
“Cristian. Please,” she begged between kisses.
His answer was a moan when she rubbed her hips against him. With a mouth that set her skin on fire, he kissed down her neck to the valley between her breasts before he took a nipple into his hot mouth.
Jules let her head fall back and her eyes close. Intense pleasure surged through her body, so beautiful it blinded her. His tongue circled her hard nipple, teasing it with his teeth before he drew it into his mouth to suckle.
Cristian had never felt such lust before, never wanted to defy everything he knew to touch a woman. But then again, he had never known Jules.
Now that she was in his arms, he couldn’t imagine another woman in his life. Her beauty, her seductive body made his life almost bearable.
He moved to her other nipple, teasing it until her soft moans turned to cries of pleasure. He could kiss her body all day long, but his cock wanted inside her, to feel her heat, her tightness wrapped around him.
He moved his hand between their bodies and cupped her sex to find her already wet for
Elizabeth Amelia Barrington