Chapter 31
Marianna kissed him, keeping her eyes open, still overwhelmed by what had just happened. She’d had sex. For the first time in her life, she’d made love. It had been frantic and wild, but also shockingly beautiful. She wanted to savor every moment of that experience, and she needed time to process what had just happened.
But…would she really have wanted to be left alone? If Amit had stepped away from the bed and left her alone, Marianna suspected that she would have been hurt. At the moment, it seemed as if the man she’d despised for so long couldn’t seem to keep his hands, and his eyes, off of her. If she was being perfectly honest with herself, his sweet, tender attention now, plus the possibility of doing that all over again, was thrilling.
Her eyes moved over his body, amazed at the rippling muscles that had been hidden under his clothes. He was seriously ripped in all of the right places. The man simply couldn’t realize how stunningly sexy he was, she thought.
“You can touch as well as look,” Amit told her, lifting her hands and placing them on his chest. He moved closer, lowering his head to place a line of soft, subtle kisses along her neck. “What do you like, Mari?” he asked, his breath tickling her ear. “What’s your favorite position? What turns you on?”
Since she had no idea what her favorite position was, Marianna thought to distract the man. And she knew exactly how she wanted to do so. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, exactly as she’d dreamed about for so long. Of course, in her fantasies, she was leading him around by this part of his anatomy. Stroking him, running her thumb over the tip while watching him shiver…that was much sexier! More interesting!
Marianna felt strong and powerful. In a way, she was reminded of riding Stella, knowing she was in control. It was a heady experience, and she stroked him, teased him, all the while, watching his face. Amit closed his eyes, one hand reaching out to the marble wall. Water poured over her hand and his shaft, adding new sensations to their love-play.
Stroking him, she watched his face, trying to learn what he liked best. She tightened her grip around him and heard him grunt, noticed that his fingers tried to tighten against the wall. This…this was what so many people wrote about, Marianna realized. This was what the poems talked about. She wanted to reach down and touch herself, her body so on fire with need.
Leaning forward, she pressed a kiss to the middle of his chest, then slid her mouth over to his nipple. When she kissed it, he hissed. That caused her stroking hand to tighten in surprise. When she looked up at him, Amit was staring down at her, his eyes on fire. That only excited her further. She kept stroking him and teasing his nipple, before moving to the other, teasing him the same way he’d teased her. It was thrilling to have this power over Amit and she shifted, pressing her thighs together. Now that she knew what could happen, she wanted to feel that overwhelming pleasure again, but she wasn’t sure, wasn’t confident enough, to do it in front of him.
As his breathing sped, she tightened her grip, stroking his erection until…his body exploded on her. She tightened her hand, listening to his growls as he leaned his forehead against hers.
“Mari!” he groaned, thrusting his hips against her hand. He even grabbed her fingers, tightening her embrace as he thrust against her as the warm water washed away the remnants of his release.
Marianna felt…strangely empty. She pulled her hand away, thrilled that she’d given him so much pleasure, but also…bereft and not sure what to ask.
Apparently, Amit knew exactly how she felt because he ducked his head under the warm water and kissed her fingertips. “Your turn,” he assured her.
Before Marianna knew what he was going to do, he knelt in front of her. Pressing her back against the wall of the spacious shower, he lifted one of her legs, draping it over his shoulder. Marianna wanted to protest, but before she could utter a word, his mouth closed over her swollen and aching nub. Marianna gasped, gripping his shoulders, stunned by the shock of his hot mouth. Yes, she’d read about this, but reading hadn’t prepared her for the reality!
His tongue lapped at her nub while one finger slipped into her body. Marianna moaned in a mixture of relief and desperation. The delicious sensations coalesced into a pinnacle of need as his tongue swirled around that sensitive nub.
For several long, frustrating moments, he teased her, stroking her insides with his fingers while his mouth teased her folds. But soon, he started gently sucking, making her body quake. His tongue lapped at her, then his mouth sucked in turn. Each swirl and suction moment built higher until….her body convulsed into a whirlwind of pleasure that her legs couldn’t support.
Amit caught her, holding her close under the warm water. He peppered her neck, her shoulders, her forehead, and the top of her head with kisses before returning to her lips. This was a slow, sensuous kiss that stirred her soul.
“Wow!” Marianna whispered, clinging to him because her legs refused to hold her up.
Amit grinned down at her with a smile that made her heart flip. Gone was the triumph and smugness, the challenging gaze he’d leveled at her in the past. This smile was pure satisfaction!