was embarrassingly
wet down there, could see his nostrils flaring as his eyes darkened
to a rich, deep shade of amber. He was scenting her arousal. She
had noticed that scent played a large part in Caleb’s life by the
way he had scented her neck earlier, the way he had inhaled so
close to her body before his wicked mouth had ravished her until
she had shuddered and cried out her pleasure.
He used all of his senses
to full effect when he made love, which was probably why he was so
damned good at it and she was a quivering wreck, almost at the
point of begging him shamelessly to complete the act, to come
inside her body and drive her wild with pleasure.
She leaned forward and
pressed her lips to his chest, delighting when another throaty
growl escaped him and his hand threaded in her hair and held her to
his hot skin. His taste filled her mouth, hot, heady, primal and
masculine. Her tongue flicked lightly against his nipple and he
shuddered.
“ Harder.”
Another order, another
demand that made her shiver with pleasure as she realised that her
touch was as heady to him as his was to her. Any nerves she’d had
about not being good at this faded, and she rasped her tongue more
boldly against him.
“ Bite,” he
ordered, his voice sounding strained, his body taut with
need.
Rhianna scraped her teeth
against the hard peak and a deep groan left him, his fingers
digging almost painfully into her scalp. She repeated the caress
and then moved across his chest and treated his other nipple to the
same fierce nip.
Caleb shuddered wildly at
her soft teeth scraping over his skin. Her hot mouth was sending
fire spreading through his body, his imagination running rampant at
the thought of how her sweet lips would feel against other parts of
his body. He could feel his feral side rising again, and knew if he
lost control, he could possibly hurt her. He didn’t want to hurt
this delightful woman, this strange blend of innocence and passion
with a hint of fragility which ran deep within her.
Reluctantly he pulled her
mouth from his body, bearing her back against the rug to loom over
her. His need was at fever pitch and so was hers. The time for play
was over; it was time to possess, to claim, and to indulge the dual
lusts that drove him.
Caleb watched her face as
his fingers danced down her luscious body, sliding between her legs
to feel her wetness, to stroke against her molten heat. He pressed
a finger deep inside her, watching her arch up to his touch, a
sweet cry leaving her lips. Her pleasure was written all over her
exquisite face, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed with colour as
he moved his finger deep within her. He pressed another digit
inside, teasing her body into readiness for his. She made the most
incredibly sexy sounds as he stroked her, his cock throbbing with
each throaty moan.
Gripping her hips firmly,
he positioned himself at her opening, no longer able to deny
himself. He had to slide deep inside her, had to feel her tight
warmth embrace him. Her eyes flew open and he saw a hint of
hesitancy in their stunning lavender depths.
She still felt doubt. Her
body reacted with desire, but her mind still held back. It angered
him that she couldn’t let go completely, couldn’t allow herself to
just feel. The brief burst of anger soothed almost instantly as
another emotion came over him, one he didn’t recognise but reacted
to instinctively.
“ I would
never hurt you,” he said softly, moving his hands under her back to
raise her up. He sat back on his knees again, pulling her astride
him, their bodies touching but still not yet joined. Her wet heat
caressed him and he groaned softly.
“ What if I
disappoint you, Caleb?” she whispered, burying her head in the side
of his neck, her breath caressing his skin and making him
shudder.
His arms held her
tightly, raising her body until she was aligned with his. “You
could never disappoint me.” The words came out with little thought
to what he was saying. He