Stone stood straighter, pulling his lips free from hers, and all she saw were his dark and dangerous eyes, barely an inch away from hers.The depth of desire he had in them made the air slip free from her lungs, as the body heat poured out between them.
Thump.Thump.Thump…It wasn’t just her heart, but his too.
Stone, with his messy hair, looked perfect.While she was the girl who’d worn hives last night, who now sported swollen lips from his kisses.
Yet he kissed her back.
Oh boy, did this man kiss her back!
But then he lowered her back to the ground.
Confusion filled her.They were kissing, and it had been some really good kissing—the best kind of kissing.She could feel his arousal, like she couldn’t hide the arousal in her shirt with her nipples peaking.‘Why are we stopping?’
With his eyes roaming over her face, he slowly brushed at her hair, tenderly tucking it behind one ear.
She wanted to keep kissing him.Surely, he wanted to keep kissing her, too?
‘Stone?No commitment.’Was that what he was worried about?It had to be.
Stone’s eyes dropped to her mouth, the gaze lingering there for one extremely long moment, until his thumb pressed on her bottom lip, making her mouth open for him.‘What if I say I want more?’
He never gave her a chance to answer.Not when he grabbed the back of her head, pulling her closer to meld his lips to hers with such power it was like they’d become permanently connected.
This deliciously tempting man was tearing down her shields, the same way he peeled back her clothes, with quick fingers, and an eager, hot mouth.
She groaned so loud as he fondled her breasts, the sound echoed around the tropical garden.Yet hearing it come back only excited her more.No one could hear her, only Stone, who again crushed his lips over hers, his tongue sweeping inside, forcing her to let out a hum.
He replied with a growl that was so sexy she reacted by dragging him closer, desperate to be with him.
As their bare chests pressed against each other, she savoured the way his tongue tangled with hers, exploring her mouth as she explored his.Who knew kissing could be so magically mind-blowing.
‘Time for a swim.’Stone scooped her up and carried her into the pond.The water was so refreshingly cool she laughed at the shock.
He carried her all the way in, then held her in his arms as if made of delicate porcelain, with her legs floating and her toes poking out of the water.
The tender way he held her there, looking over her skin, her curves, made her feel truly beautiful, and she wasn’t afraid to show herself to him.
He kissed her again, until she whimpered, and her pulse pounded through her veins.Her limbs trembled as his fingers explored her wet skin, the same way she explored his.The smooth warm muscles over his shoulders, his powerful arms, that chest, those perfect abs, yet keeping her eyes on the prize that was perfectly poised and erect for her.
Her hand looked so tiny, as she wrapped her fingers around his swollen member and started stroking him, as he groaned.The power she felt was such a turn-on, but that groan of his and his lean lines and hard ridges of muscle only made her thirst for more.
Romy bucked at the touch of his fingers.Not expecting them to be so eager, so large, and yet so well-tuned to her needs.She’d forgotten she was supposed to be pleasing him, when she was gripping his arm while moaning out a cry that echoed off the water to the towering palm trees, where a hint of stars shone like a distant spark that crackled underneath her skin.
Again, he captured her lips, kissing her deeply until she clung to his shoulders with her nails digging into his skin.Her body rocked against him, searching for that incredible friction that made her excitement climb higher, as his fingers circled the bundle of nerves faster and faster, until her neck arched back, forcing her breasts clear out of the water where his eager mouth worked on them.Suddenly she completely shattered, the way ice cracks across a frozen lake.
Pulse after hot pulse, as she trembled through the release, with every nerve ending buzzing, until she loosely hooked her arms around his shoulders to stop herself from sinking beneath the water.
‘My turn, shortcake.’
Twenty-six
It was like he’d found home, with Romy’s arms around his shoulders, her heart beating against his chest, and her soft thighs around his hips.
Stone rubbed against her, delighted at how her body bucked, eager for more.And more is what he would give her.
He pushed into her as she pulled him closer, wrapping herself around him in ways no woman had ever done before.Driving him all the way until they both shuddered, holding onto each other until she could stretch to accommodate him, before he slowly rocked into her.
It was an out-of-body experience unlike any other, starting again with some slow kissing, while waist-deep in the cool water in the heart of paradise.It was a dance he’d never expected from anyone, yet it felt so right with her.
