more.
Joel’s expression darkened at her eager response, and he descended on her mouth again with a groan. She couldn’t get enough of his taste or the way his hands roamed over her body as they kissed. Her fingers threaded in his hair and yanked him closer. Her center ached, moistened with a heated longing. Her hips rose, pushing into his groin. His hard erection pierced into her, just where she needed him. Making her come alive.
“Ava,” he moaned her name.
Her heart pounded. Every muscle in her body tightened, ready for him. She traced his jawbone. Then she followed with her lips. His stubble was a welcome rasp against her sensitive mouth.
Just when she thought it couldn’t get more intense, he cupped her breast, kneading it, then tracing her sensitive nipple. His erection continued to rub against her center as she lifted her hips for him. Desire zinged through her. Her toes curled, digging into the sand. So hot and crazed. If she didn’t have him… she’d…
“I want you, Ava. In my bed. Now.” He knew she was his. But he still asked her, in his own way.
She swallowed, so she could speak. “Yes. Oh yes.” Wherever he wanted her, whatever he wanted to do to her, she was his. She burned for him to take her.
Chapter Six
Joel dragged Ava behind him through the powdery sand on the path to his island retreat. She raced to keep up, and smiled.
This was the right time. She hungered for him, and he was as honest as she needed him to be. She knew what he wanted from the relationship, to give her pleasure, that’s all. Her doubts and fears floated away.
He opened the manor’s heavy oak door with a resounding bang, then knelt in the foyer. His warm fingers dusted sand off her legs and feet. Shivers raced up her bare skin. His gentle touch made her nerve endings zap, and her thighs quiver.
After removing sand from his own body, he lifted her into his arms and carried her through the vast space toward the regal bedroom, depositing her on the bed’s feather comforter.
He slid next to her, watching her like this was the most important moment of his life. He lowered his head as she lifted hers to meet his kiss. Her arms snaked around his neck, and her fingers dug into his hair. With a sigh, she opened for him, and his tongue filled her. His warm, moist mouth tasted like heaven.
As his kiss deepened, he traced the outline of her bare hip then caressed her flesh, making sexy circles, until her head spun. Her fingers moved to his chest, reveling in the texture of his skin, the crispness of his lightly, sprinkled chest hair, the softness of his nipple. She encircled and teased those nipples, making them hard, until he groaned into her mouth. Her warm hand felt icy against the inferno of his steel body.
A breath later, he kissed his way down to her neck, finding the most sensitive spot, the place where her pulse leapt, his tongue searing her. Her toes curled at the sensual onslaught. She forgot her exploration of his chest.
He cupped one breast. Her nipples tightened underneath the smooth lycra of the bikini top. When he untied the strings, the fabric fell, and the cool island air brushed across her bare breasts. Then he kneaded her aching flesh until she arched into his touch.
“Ava,” he whispered. His breath and tongue swirled over her nipple.
“Oh God!” she cried.
He took her breast into his mouth and suckled her. Her head fell back, her eyes drifted closed as she absorbed the shivery pleasure.
When he finally released her and rose to his feet, she sat and watched him pull his swim trunks down his muscular legs, marveling at the lean beauty of his naked body. Not an ounce of fat on him, only lean and hard man.
Speaking of hard—his erection was huge. He wanted her now, but would she be enough woman to please him? Her mouth dried.
Only one way to find out.
She reached out and encircled him with her fingers. His erection felt fiery and silky smooth.
A groan rumbled from him. He snagged her hand then
Joel’s expression darkened at her eager response, and he descended on her mouth again with a groan. She couldn’t get enough of his taste or the way his hands roamed over her body as they kissed. Her fingers threaded in his hair and yanked him closer. Her center ached, moistened with a heated longing. Her hips rose, pushing into his groin. His hard erection pierced into her, just where she needed him. Making her come alive.
“Ava,” he moaned her name.
Her heart pounded. Every muscle in her body tightened, ready for him. She traced his jawbone. Then she followed with her lips. His stubble was a welcome rasp against her sensitive mouth.
Just when she thought it couldn’t get more intense, he cupped her breast, kneading it, then tracing her sensitive nipple. His erection continued to rub against her center as she lifted her hips for him. Desire zinged through her. Her toes curled, digging into the sand. So hot and crazed. If she didn’t have him… she’d…
“I want you, Ava. In my bed. Now.” He knew she was his. But he still asked her, in his own way.
She swallowed, so she could speak. “Yes. Oh yes.” Wherever he wanted her, whatever he wanted to do to her, she was his. She burned for him to take her.
Chapter Six
Joel dragged Ava behind him through the powdery sand on the path to his island retreat. She raced to keep up, and smiled.
This was the right time. She hungered for him, and he was as honest as she needed him to be. She knew what he wanted from the relationship, to give her pleasure, that’s all. Her doubts and fears floated away.
He opened the manor’s heavy oak door with a resounding bang, then knelt in the foyer. His warm fingers dusted sand off her legs and feet. Shivers raced up her bare skin. His gentle touch made her nerve endings zap, and her thighs quiver.
After removing sand from his own body, he lifted her into his arms and carried her through the vast space toward the regal bedroom, depositing her on the bed’s feather comforter.
He slid next to her, watching her like this was the most important moment of his life. He lowered his head as she lifted hers to meet his kiss. Her arms snaked around his neck, and her fingers dug into his hair. With a sigh, she opened for him, and his tongue filled her. His warm, moist mouth tasted like heaven.
As his kiss deepened, he traced the outline of her bare hip then caressed her flesh, making sexy circles, until her head spun. Her fingers moved to his chest, reveling in the texture of his skin, the crispness of his lightly, sprinkled chest hair, the softness of his nipple. She encircled and teased those nipples, making them hard, until he groaned into her mouth. Her warm hand felt icy against the inferno of his steel body.
A breath later, he kissed his way down to her neck, finding the most sensitive spot, the place where her pulse leapt, his tongue searing her. Her toes curled at the sensual onslaught. She forgot her exploration of his chest.
He cupped one breast. Her nipples tightened underneath the smooth lycra of the bikini top. When he untied the strings, the fabric fell, and the cool island air brushed across her bare breasts. Then he kneaded her aching flesh until she arched into his touch.
“Ava,” he whispered. His breath and tongue swirled over her nipple.
“Oh God!” she cried.
He took her breast into his mouth and suckled her. Her head fell back, her eyes drifted closed as she absorbed the shivery pleasure.
When he finally released her and rose to his feet, she sat and watched him pull his swim trunks down his muscular legs, marveling at the lean beauty of his naked body. Not an ounce of fat on him, only lean and hard man.
Speaking of hard—his erection was huge. He wanted her now, but would she be enough woman to please him? Her mouth dried.
Only one way to find out.
She reached out and encircled him with her fingers. His erection felt fiery and silky smooth.
A groan rumbled from him. He snagged her hand then
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