She took the hand gently with both of hers and placed it flat on her left breast. Held it there.
His fingers reflexively tightened around it even as he fought harder than ever to hold on.Theos, he could feel the heavy thrum of her heart. Feel the jut of her nipple against his palm, not a whisper of barrier between them.
He closed his eyes and groaned. Blood was pounding in his head.
God help him, please.
Lucie drank Thanasis in with a greed she’d never known was possible. To see the rise and fall of his chest and the expression in the green eyes before he’d closed them to her…
She rose onto her toes and palmed his cheek.
His nostrils flared.
‘Lucie…’ His voice was ragged. Tortured. ‘Please. Go back to your room. Wecan’t.’
Thick stubble had sprung out on skin that only hours ago had been baby smooth from his shave, and the pads of her fingers tingled madly in reaction to the sharpness. Her longing for him intensified.
Slowly sliding her fingers across his jaw and down the strong throat, touching him as she’d done so many times in her fantasies, she whispered, ‘I might not have past memories to pin my feelings on, but I do have my heart and my gut, and both have been telling me since I woke in that hospital bed that you mean something to me. Those feelings have only grown stronger.’ She trailed her trembling fingers over his chest and tipped her nose into the base of his neck to breathe in the musky scent of his skin.
Other than the flexing of his fingers over her breast, he’d barely moved a muscle, but she could feel the internal battle he was waging against himself and it filled her thrashing heart with fresh tenderness for him.
Excitement building, she skimmed her fingers over the plane of his hard abdomen and thrilled over his latent power.
It felt like she’d been waiting her whole life for this moment.
His throat moved. She pressed a kiss to it before tilting her head back and cupping his cheeks, willing him to look at her.
Tremulously, she said, ‘I saw you across that room all those years ago and something moved in me, and I have carried it in me all this time. I don’t want to wait any more. I wantyou, Thanasis, the man I’ve got to know here, exactly as you are here with me right now.’
Thanasis’s groan escaped his mouth before he could stop it and, before he could stop himself, his hand fell away from Lucie’s breast to slide behind her back and his hungry lips fused hard against hers.
The relief at finally letting himself go was dizzying, and he held her even tighter to him and kissed her even harder, groaning as her breasts pressed against him and her arms slid around his neck, the passion in her response scorching him with a heat that melted the last of the mental shackles binding him and unleashed all his hunger in one long surge of passion.
He couldn’t fight something this strong and this essential. God help him, he needed her, needed Lucie with a hunger he’d never believed existed.
Let her feel it all, all his passion and love for her. Let her feel everything she was and everything she meant to him.
Lucie sank into the ravenous kiss with a sob of pleasure, her lips parting as her senses overloaded with the dark, addictively intoxicating taste and scent of Thanasis. Flames erupted inside her, licking her into a furnace and liquefying her, and it was all she could do to bite her fingers into his neck to hold herself upright and sink even deeper into the possessive demands of his mouth.
Without a single word being uttered, he swept her into his arms and carried her to the bed. There, he laid her down and then, his hooded eyes fixed on her, removed his underwear…heavens, he washuge…and climbed on top of her.
For the longest time he just stared at her, breathing heavily, drinking her in as if she were the goddess of his dreams.
The swell of muscles in his shoulders bunching as he supported his weight to lower himself onto her gave another hint of his innate masculine power, and the most feminine part of her revelled to see it and thrilled to see the wonder in his stare. If there had been so much as a fleck of doubt that she was doing the right thing, it had vanished. This was exactly where she was supposed to be. In Thanasis’s arms and in his bed.
And then their mouths fused back together, hot and greedy, a primitive hunger that burned through sense and logic and burned through the last of her thoughts.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Lucie scratched her nails into the soft bristles at the nape, closing her eyes and her mind to everything but the sensory pleasure of Thanasis, keeping them closed when his mouth moved from hers and razed its way down her neck, would have cried her disappointment when he left her neck if he hadn’t cupped her breast and sent a gasp flying from her lips, a gasp that turned into a sob when his mouth closed over the tip.
She was on fire, writhing with him and against him, her body gripped with such intense excitement it was impossible to still herself until he clasped hold of her wrists. Flames were licking her skin, heat bubbling deep within her, no longer some distant squirmy feeling between her legs but a pulse beating hard, and when his tongue licked and then suckled, rousing her nipples into hard peaks that had her whispering incoherently, the pulse tightened and she instinctively arched into his mouth.
The grip on her wrists didn’t lessen as he snaked his way lower, and she spread her thighs for him without a moment of hesitation, surrendering herself to him in her entirety, desperate for the ache between her thighs to be relieved, and when his tongue found her swollen arousal, any sense she had left in her was lost in the thrills of what Thanasis was doing to her.
The flames were suffusing her, throbbing and pulsing, building into something entirely and solely within his control, and she cried out to him, pleading and begging until she spiralled over the edge and spasms of unrelenting pleasure flooded her with a force that sent white light flickering behind her eyes.
By the time the earth reclaimed her and she blinked her eyes open, there was no time to recover before Thanasis crawled up her body to kiss her, and suddenly her mouth was filled with an exotic taste…her taste.
Fresh hunger filled her and suddenly she was consumed with the need to worship him with the same heady attention he’d just gifted her, and she pushed at his chest to roll him onto his back.
