“You make me so hot, Tasa.” He breathed warm against her ear, driving her mad with his hands, with the water against her nipples. “There are so many things I want to do to this body.”
She braced her palms on the rocks in front of her and tipped her head to the side. His slick tongue traced the curve of her ear. She closed her eyes and moaned. Oh, she wanted him. Wanted him now… “So do them.”
His lips curled against her throat. One hand slid from her breast to the waistband of her shorts, then beneath. “I’d love to, but you’re not ready for them.”
“Yes, I am.”
“No.” His fingers grazed her lower belly, brushing the top of her mound. Her entire body quaked. “I’d rather not scare you off just yet.”
“I’m not going anywhere.” Liar. She pushed her hips back against his, rubbed her ass against his cock, wanting his fingers lower, deeper, inside. “Tell me.”
He nipped at her earlobe, then suckled. “I told you there were certain things I liked.”
His fingers slid into her wetness, and she groaned at the first touch. He flicked her clit. She arched her back and pressed against him.
“Yeah, that’s it. Ride my hand. Gods, you’re so sexy.”
His soothing breath, his fingers circling her clit, his husky voice… It all felt so good. So wicked. So right. She tilted her head back, resting it against his shoulder. Rode his fingers like he wanted—like she wanted. But it wasn’t enough. She wanted more. And his words…things he liked…circled in her mind, making her even hotter. “Tell me. Tell me what you want to do to me.”
He pressed his cock against her ass and nibbled at the side of her neck. “I want you bound.”
“Y-yes.” Gods, yes.
“Like the others.” He searched lower. His talented fingers slid along her slick folds. One thick digit pressed inside. She groaned. Shuddered. Clenched tight around him. “But unlike them, I want you naked. And then I want to touch and kiss and lick every single inch of you.”
A dark thrill rushed through her when she imagined it. Imagined being bound, for him, at his mercy, letting him do any and every sinful thing he wanted to her.
She pushed back against him and moaned at the exquisite feel. He drew his finger out and pressed back in with two. Flicked her clit with his thumb. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel you come on my fingers before I fuck you so hard.”
Sensations rocked her body—the cool water flowing against her breasts, the hard man rubbing against her back, his fingers driving deep where she wanted his cock, his thumb swirling her clit again and again, and his words. Oh…his erotic, suggestive words…
Heat and electricity gathered in her belly, then shot to her center. Stars fired off behind her eyes. The orgasm condensed and exploded, dragging the air from her lungs and a deep groan from her throat.
Her arms gave out, and she fell forward against the rocks. She turned to rest her head on her hand. Water flowed over her fingers, her cheek. She tried to catch her breath.
Frantic fingers unsnapped her shorts, pushed them down her legs, dragged them over her feet and tossed them through the air. Wet garments slapped against the shore. Titus’s hard, very naked body pressed against her back.
Desire rebuilt. Sizzled through her core like a match being struck. She spread her legs, pressed back against him. Braced her hands against the rocks and lifted to look over her shoulder.
Desire flushed his face. His eyes were as intense as she’d ever seen them. He looked down into the water where they touched and bent his legs. The hard, thick, blunt head of his erection slid through her sex, found her opening. She groaned as her body stretched around him. Leaning her head back against her shoulder, she turned her mouth toward his.
This. Yes. Just this…
His lips closed over hers. His tongue licked hot into her mouth. His cock drove hard into her body. Flames ignited every nerve ending when he slid out, when he drove in even deeper. Turned her cells to liquid fire. Turned her mind to only him.
“Titus…”
His hands moved to her hips. Her body fell forward against the rocks. Running water tormented her aching nipples. His fingers dug into her skin, and she knew she’d have bruises in the morning, but she didn’t care. He thrust home again and again, stroking that special spot so far inside, her eyes rolled back in her head.
“Yes, baby. Feel me inside. Feel me so deep. No one could ever make you feel the way I do.”
One hand dipped between her legs and slid over her clit. She jerked at the thousand-watt sensation. He flicked in time with his thrusts. Her orgasm spiraled and roared toward her with the strength of a firestorm. His other hand skimmed her belly, palming her breast,
He tugged her back tight against his body, closed his mouth over hers, claiming every part of her. She moaned, kissed him back, reached behind her to grasp his hip and pull him closer.
“I’m not letting you go.” The hand at her breast closed around her jaw, holding the back of her head tight against his shoulder. His thrusts grew harder. His fingers faster. Water slapped against their bodies, against the rocks in front of her. “Say you’re mine.”
Her heart raced. Her body felt like it could burst into flames at any moment. She kissed him again and again, arching so he could press deeper, so she could feel him everywhere.
“Say it,” he growled.
“I’m yours.”
Everything inside her exploded. White light erupted behind her eyes. Vibrations shook her core. Against her, he groaned and trembled through his own release.
Her legs buckled, and she fell back against him. But unlike her, he wasn’t limp and boneless. He caught her, turned her gently, cradled her in his arms, then lowered them both in the water until cool, clear liquid brushed her shoulders.
Sweet lips pressed against her ear. Tantalizing breath ran down her neck, sending shivers all along her spine. His heart pounded hard in time with hers, but it was his strong, muscular arms holding her close, cherishing her, that she would remember most about this night.
Gods, what he did to her… The things he made her feel…
He kissed the sensitive spot behind her ear. “You constantly amaze me.”
She trembled again then sighed. “That’s what I do best. Shock and awe.”
“I said amaze. There’s a big difference.”
Not to her. Not anymore.
She stared at the sleek surface of the water while her pulse slowed. Now that her voracious need had been sated, she didn’t want to let reality slink back in to their cozy cocoon, but knew she couldn’t keep it at bay for long. “There are things you don’t know about me, Titus.”
“I’m learning. Slowly.” He brushed a curl away from her forehead. “And I like every single thing I see.”
She didn’t have the strength to warn him away. And she didn’t want to. Not tonight. “You might not. When you know more.”
“I’m going to have all the time in the world to get to know every one of your quirks, ligos Vesuvius. And trust me, I plan to explore each one in depth. Nothing I learn is going to change how I feel about you.”
Her heart bumped, even though she knew he was wrong. On both counts. But she wasn’t about to say so. For the rest of tonight, for what little time she had left, she wanted to pretend like tomorrow didn’t exist.
She framed his face with her hands and brushed her mouth against his, a whisper-soft caress that sent chills all along her spine and desire reforming in her core. His arms closed around her, holding her tight. His lips and tongue moved against hers as if they were made for each other. And when they were both breathless, she eased back, tangled her fingers in his hair, and knew—without a doubt—that what she planned to do tomorrow was the only choice she could make.