couldn’t shake the temptation to further explore. She wanted,
no, she needed to touch him all over. She slid her hands under his arms toward
his belly and massaged the grooves along his rib cage. He immediately cupped
her wrists and raised them. Rather than lower them at her sides as she’d
expected, he brought her hands to his mouth and softly kissed each finger.
Her belly withered to mush. She grew woozy and her legs
trembled. Before she actually teetered sideways she laid her cheek against his
back. The heat. Oh gosh, the heat was overwhelming.
Her lashes fluttered but she refused to open her eyes.
Everything at the moment fluttered in one way or another. Especially her blood.
It didn’t appear to know where to go and it tingled and prickled and rushed to
her most secret places. The area between her legs grew wet, throbbed and ached
in the nicest way imaginable.
She wanted to call his name but feared it might stop the
moment. If so, she might never recoup. They were skin-to-skin for the very
first time. Cheek-to-back didn’t matter. What mattered was, she was closer than
she’d ever been to this man. The man she craved.
She righted her head and kissed his spine. When he stiffened
and grunted she kissed it again. Beads of perspiration not present moments ago
surfaced on his back. She wanted to feel their naked bodies sliding together in
it.
Without another thought she wiggled her hands free and
lifted the frock over her head. In the span of a heartbeat she was completely
nude. The fabric hadn’t even hit the ground before she leaned forward, pressing
her bare breasts and tummy into his back between his shoulder blades.
The heat… Wow, the heat was entrancing. Her nipples hardened
despite the warmth. She slid them along his flesh as she kissed moist circles
around his upper spine.
He shuddered and sucked in a breath. “Ivy,” he said, his
voice reflecting the undertone of a growl.
“Shhh,” she whispered, snaking her hands around his neck.
He grabbed her wrists and held them. “Ivy,” he repeated in a
voice so low she wasn’t sure he’d actually spoken to her. Then in slow motion
he lifted her arms above his head and spun her from his back side to his front,
where she landed sideways in his lap.
With her heartbeat racing, he released her wrists and palmed
her cheeks. “Are you sure you’re ready to take things this far?”
If she had any hidden doubts they withered away from the
compassion in his eyes. She folded her lips and nodded.
“You’re certain?”
“Yes,” she said through a breath, laying her hands on top of
his and giving them a squeeze.
“What we accomplish,” he added, his gaze capturing her
breasts, “cannot be undone.”
“I know.”
He inhaled sharply and refocused on her eyes. “Do you have
any idea what happens?”
“I…I… Just the little bit Wisty told me. You’ll show
me…right?”
“Yes, I’ll show you,” he replied, stroking the skin beneath
her eye with his thumb—the action she loved so much. “But if you change your
mind,” he continued, gazing at her as if she would break, “you need to tell
me.”
She didn’t expect to but a subtle yes slipped from
her throat.
She sucked in air as he lowered his lips to her mouth. They
barely touched but were so close his trembling breath spread across her hands
like a gentle breeze.
“Kiss me, love.”
Her belly sank. She removed her hands from his, cupped his
face and ever so softly patted her lips against his.
“Like you mean it,” he said.
Again she patted his lips, allowing her mouth to linger a
second longer.
“No. Like this.” He captured her lips, forcing them apart,
and slid his tongue into her mouth.
Gosh, she hadn’t expected that. No, she hadn’t but something
inside her exploded. A mixture of prickly heat and excitement branched from her
tummy, spreading through her like a wildfire. Even her face felt flushed. Was
this the sensation Wisty had tried to explain?
The moment his
no, she needed to touch him all over. She slid her hands under his arms toward
his belly and massaged the grooves along his rib cage. He immediately cupped
her wrists and raised them. Rather than lower them at her sides as she’d
expected, he brought her hands to his mouth and softly kissed each finger.
Her belly withered to mush. She grew woozy and her legs
trembled. Before she actually teetered sideways she laid her cheek against his
back. The heat. Oh gosh, the heat was overwhelming.
Her lashes fluttered but she refused to open her eyes.
Everything at the moment fluttered in one way or another. Especially her blood.
It didn’t appear to know where to go and it tingled and prickled and rushed to
her most secret places. The area between her legs grew wet, throbbed and ached
in the nicest way imaginable.
She wanted to call his name but feared it might stop the
moment. If so, she might never recoup. They were skin-to-skin for the very
first time. Cheek-to-back didn’t matter. What mattered was, she was closer than
she’d ever been to this man. The man she craved.
She righted her head and kissed his spine. When he stiffened
and grunted she kissed it again. Beads of perspiration not present moments ago
surfaced on his back. She wanted to feel their naked bodies sliding together in
it.
Without another thought she wiggled her hands free and
lifted the frock over her head. In the span of a heartbeat she was completely
nude. The fabric hadn’t even hit the ground before she leaned forward, pressing
her bare breasts and tummy into his back between his shoulder blades.
The heat… Wow, the heat was entrancing. Her nipples hardened
despite the warmth. She slid them along his flesh as she kissed moist circles
around his upper spine.
He shuddered and sucked in a breath. “Ivy,” he said, his
voice reflecting the undertone of a growl.
“Shhh,” she whispered, snaking her hands around his neck.
He grabbed her wrists and held them. “Ivy,” he repeated in a
voice so low she wasn’t sure he’d actually spoken to her. Then in slow motion
he lifted her arms above his head and spun her from his back side to his front,
where she landed sideways in his lap.
With her heartbeat racing, he released her wrists and palmed
her cheeks. “Are you sure you’re ready to take things this far?”
If she had any hidden doubts they withered away from the
compassion in his eyes. She folded her lips and nodded.
“You’re certain?”
“Yes,” she said through a breath, laying her hands on top of
his and giving them a squeeze.
“What we accomplish,” he added, his gaze capturing her
breasts, “cannot be undone.”
“I know.”
He inhaled sharply and refocused on her eyes. “Do you have
any idea what happens?”
“I…I… Just the little bit Wisty told me. You’ll show
me…right?”
“Yes, I’ll show you,” he replied, stroking the skin beneath
her eye with his thumb—the action she loved so much. “But if you change your
mind,” he continued, gazing at her as if she would break, “you need to tell
me.”
She didn’t expect to but a subtle yes slipped from
her throat.
She sucked in air as he lowered his lips to her mouth. They
barely touched but were so close his trembling breath spread across her hands
like a gentle breeze.
“Kiss me, love.”
Her belly sank. She removed her hands from his, cupped his
face and ever so softly patted her lips against his.
“Like you mean it,” he said.
Again she patted his lips, allowing her mouth to linger a
second longer.
“No. Like this.” He captured her lips, forcing them apart,
and slid his tongue into her mouth.
Gosh, she hadn’t expected that. No, she hadn’t but something
inside her exploded. A mixture of prickly heat and excitement branched from her
tummy, spreading through her like a wildfire. Even her face felt flushed. Was
this the sensation Wisty had tried to explain?
The moment his
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