Capri Nights by Cara Marsi Page A

percolate within her. She would not think beyond this moment, with this man.
    Alex trailed scorching kisses down her neck to the hollow of her throat. He cupped her buttocks and pulled her closer. His hard erection pressed against her.
    “Cat.” At her whispered name, intimate and raw with longing, something deep and yearning stirred in her. She skimmed her hands over his broad shoulders.
    “I want to see all of you, my Cat,” he said as he pulled away.
    Swallowing around her dust-dry throat, she lowered the straps on her dress. Alex stopped her.
    “I will undress you,” he rasped.
    He reached back and unzipped her dress, then tugged it to her waist. She felt the slight shaking of his hands as he unhooked her bra. Her bra and dress brushed her sensitized flesh as they slid to the floor.
    Alex touched her face. “ Bellissima .”
    Then he turned his attention to her breasts. When he bent to take one puckered nipple into his mouth, she gripped his shoulders, afraid her legs wouldn’t hold her. Trembling when he feasted on her breasts, she dug her nails into the flesh of his shoulders as the warm, wet pool of arousal soaked her panties.
    He removed her panties. She stood before him naked. The sea breeze, bringing the scent of flowers, whispered along her skin. With unsteady fingers, she started to unbutton his shirt. He gently pushed aside her hands and quickly undressed.
    Breathing heavily, she let her gaze roam over his exquisite nakedness. With his broad shoulders, muscled chest sprinkled with fine golden hairs, and long perfectly formed legs, he was a masterpiece carved in marble and come to life. The sight of his penis—large, throbbing and ready for her—sparked fire along her nerve endings.
    Taking her hand, he led her to the bed. He yanked aside the comforter and drew her down onto the bed with him. Gathering her into his arms, he stroked her face, trailing his hand to her breasts. “Since the first time I saw you, I wanted you.”
    He rained kisses along her face and her jaw line. “My sweet, sexy, wonderful Cat.”
    She flung a leg over his hip and pressed closer, rubbing against his erection.
    He groaned. “Keep doing that and I won’t be able to control myself.”
    “I want you so much, Alex.”
    “Tell me what you want, what you like.”
    “You inside of me. Now. We have all night to do whatever we want.”
    “I like the way you think,” he said in a thick voice.
    He reached over to the small table next to the bed, opened the drawer, and pulled out a condom.
    When he’d rolled on protection, Alex positioned himself over Cat. His eyes were dark, almost black, with desire. An answering need pulsed through her. She raised her arms, welcoming him.
    He sank into her, moving slowly in and out, filling her completely. Her body tightened as shivers danced along her skin. Arching up to meet his every thrust, she wrapped her legs around his hips and ran her fingers over his back, digging her nails into his flesh.
    His hungry kiss devoured her as his tongue filled her mouth. Her body on fire, Cat uttered tiny sounds of pleasure. Their bodies melted together as if made for each other, heart and soul fused. She belonged here with Alex, in his arms, a part of him.
    Her climax built in waves that rivaled the sea outside. She nipped his shoulder, tasting the salt of his warm flesh. He hammered into her, faster and harder. Their groans echoed through the room. She screamed as her orgasm ripped through her. Alex stiffened, then shuddered. He called out her name as he climaxed.
    Tears of joy welled in Cat’s eyes.
    Their breathing heavy, they lay wrapped in each other’s arms. Finally, he rolled off her and settled her over him. Brushing hair away from her face, he tucked it behind her ears. The longing in his eyes tugged at her heart. “My Cat.”
    He pulled her head down for a tender, gentle kiss that captured her heart more surely than any words.
    Cat pillowed her head on his chest and inhaled his unique scent