VITTORIO'S RUNAWAY BRIDE (The Vittorio Series) by Kimberley Reeves Page A

said with a bright smile.
    “Okay?”  
    He couldn’t believe she had given in so easily, but when Shelby threw back the covers and told him to hop in, Logan realized it had to be the medication talking.   Maybe it was wrong to take advantage of the situation, but as his eyes swept over the gentle curve of her hips up to the fullness of her mouth watering breasts, he knew there wasn’t a chance in hell he would turn down her invitation.   Logan turned off the light and wasted no time stripping off his clothes and climbing into bed with her.  
    Shelby curled into his warmth, letting out a contented sigh when his strong arms pulled her even closer.   This was where she belonged.   With her head nestled on his shoulder, she could hear the strong, rapid beat of his heart and her own heart quickened in response.   She inhaled slowly, breathing in his masculine scent and filled her lungs with it.   Her hand moved tentatively across his chest and then more boldly as his bare flesh shuddered beneath the feathery touch of her finger tips.
    “ Cara mia ,” he whispered hoarsely, “you are killing me.”
    Shelby tilted her head back and nibbled along his jaw line, a heady sense of triumph surging through her when a low, needy moan vibrated in Logan’s chest as his mouth hungrily turned to hers.   The dull pain in her ankle forgotten, she matched his ardent kisses with a fierceness of her own, devouring him, arching herself into him with wanton abandon until at last Logan’s damnable control broke.  
    He made a grunting sound deep in his throat that was more animalistic than human, then stripped her panties off and rolled on top of her, pinning her arms above her head.   It was intensely erotic being helplessly trapped beneath his muscular body, captivated by the sexual desire in his eyes as he drove himself into her.
    Shelby wound her legs around his waist as a second powerful thrust followed the first, her body humming like a live wire as   Logan’s slick heat filled her over and over until the heavy coiling in her abdomen was so taut she thought she would explode.   This… this was the passion she had longed to unleash in her husband, the passion she had longed to set free in herself.   Shelby writhed beneath him, welcoming the merciless hammering, even as her feverish body ached to be released from this exquisite torture.  
    Her heart slammed into her ribs as his mouth descended on hers.   This is what it must feel like to get broadsided by a two ton pick-up , she thought inanely.   It was Logan’s searing kiss that finally sent her tumbling over the edge.   One devastating, bone melting kiss, and the muscles in her abdomen clenched then spasmed, the waves of pleasure thundering through her like an avalanche.
    Shelby had never felt so deliciously ravaged, or so intensely aware of her own sensuality and the power she possessed to drive Logan wild.   She enticed him with her kisses, attacking his mouth with the ferocious appetite of a woman who had been deprived of his taste for far too long.   It was intoxicating, the sounds she was able to coax from him; primal grunts and throaty moans that excited her and made her pulse race.   Shelby arched her back and tilted her hips, driving him even deeper and shattering what little was left of his self restraint.
    “ Mio bello ,” he ground out with a violent shudder.
    Logan buried his face in her neck, his breath billowing in and out as the tremors continued to make mincemeat of every muscle in his body.   His mind wasn’t faring much better, and it was quite some time before the fog began to lift and he was able to pull his disjointed thoughts together.   From the first time he’d made love to Shelby, he believed no woman could ever bring him more pleasure or satisfy his sexual needs the way she did.  But now he realized just how wrong he’d been.
    Logan pressed his lips to her neck and kissed his way back to her mouth, possessing it with all the love