Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Kara had spent most of her life feeling alone and lost in the sea of people around her. But in Gui’s arms she felt anchored for the first time since her mother had died.
Rina had always tried to give her an inner strength and was the best big sister anyone could have, but Kara’s self-doubts were rooted in her own body image. But in Gui’s arms she didn’t feel too big or too fat. His kisses and caresses left no room for doubts.
His mouth moved over hers, igniting a fire inside her body that she’d never experienced before. This was the kind of lust that she heard others talk about. Was it this way for Gui all the time? With every woman he took in his arms?
She knew better than to ask. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he angled his head for a deeper kiss. His lips were firm and sure as he moved his mouth over hers then dropped nibbling kisses along the line of her jaw and down her neck.
She shivered.
“Do you like that, mi dulce?”
“Hmm mmm.”
“Kara?”
She opened her eyes, meeting his hazel gaze. He hugged her close to him and she felt his erection nudge her lower stomach. She swallowed and tried to stop from rubbing herself against him but she couldn’t help it.
“Do you want me?” he asked, his voice low and sexy with that Spanish accent.
“Yes, Gui. I do.”
“I want you, too, bebe.”
He leaned down again and this time bit her neck softly. His hands skimmed over her sides and he drew her up into his body. With her heels on she didn’t have to stretch too much to meet his lips when they came down on hers again.
She felt the impact of his lips on hers all the way down her body. Her breasts felt fuller and her nipples tightened in the lacy bra cups she wore under her haute couture dress. She shifted against him, moving one leg apart from the other one and wrapping it around his leg.
She needed to get closer to him. She wanted to feel his hot, hard erection pressed to her center. She was moist and ready for him and all he’d done was kiss her.
They were both still fully clothed and she was going crazy in his arms. It was as if she were another person. She was both aroused and scared. The feelings Gui was evoking in her were foreign…addictive.
She felt his hands slide up her back, rubbing in a circular motion until he reached the back of her head. He tangled his fingers in her hair, spilling the pins that held her hair up in its fancy do. He took hold of her head and leaned her back so that she was arched in his arms.
His mouth moved from hers again, this time biting and kissing her neck. With his free hand, he found the zipper hidden in the side of her bodice and lowered it.
The dress gaped away from her body and Gui tugged on the fabric until he revealed her breasts. She glanced down at herself, clothing askew and her bra-covered breasts straining. She was breathing heavily.
She wanted more of Gui. He was breathing deeply, his face flushed with arousal. He traced the edge of the lacy cup of her bra. She quivered under his touch, reaching out to grasp his shoulders to ground herself in this moment.
He slipped a finger under the fabric and traced her nipple. She shivered again and felt too exposed as he stared down at her. All of her body-image issues came to the surface. Especially when he reached around her body to undo the back clasp of her bra.
He loosened the fabric and began to draw it away from her breasts, but she brought her hand up to stop him. “I’m not slim like the women you’re used to seeing.”
Gui lifted her in his arms, something no man had ever done, and carried her to the leather sofa. He sat down and arranged her on his lap.
“Kara, mi dulce, you are exactly as you should be. I’m not thinking of any woman but you.”
She was ruining the moment. She should keep her mouth shut, but she’d die—absolutely die—if he managed to take her clothes off and then was repulsed by her soft body. “I’m just trying to let you know that I look better with my clothes on.”
“I’m not doing a proper job of arousing you if you are worried about what you look like naked. You should be enjoying the feelings I’m evoking in you.”
She smiled up at him, lifting herself to kiss him. It was a gentle kiss. “I have never enjoyed myself more, Gui.”
He waggled his eyebrows at her. “Good.”
He lowered his head to hers again and kissed her slowly, and she thought about the lights that she’d turned on when they’d entered the room. If she could just get up and turn them off…
Gui lifted his mouth from hers and a second later she felt the warmth of his tongue on her nipple. She arched on his lap as his lips closed over it and he began to suckle her.
A restless need swept through her and she clutched his head to her breast as her legs scissored apart. She was on fire for him. Each pull of his mouth on her breast caused a chain reaction in her body.
Gui’s other hand slid up her leg and she reveled in the feel of his big warm hand against her. Then his fingers slipped downward toward her center.
He traced her shape through the fabric of her panties, ran his forefinger down the center of her. She shifted her legs and arched against his hand.
Then he moved her panties to the side and she felt the touch of his finger against her intimate flesh. She was quivering on the edge of an orgasm. And when his finger moved over her exposed flesh in the same rhythm as his mouth against her nipple, she knew she wasn’t going to last long.
She still held his head to her breast and her hips lifted up toward his hand.
She felt one finger dip into the wetness inside her body.
She arched into his touch, needing more of him, and his name fell from her lips as he continued to caress her.
He lifted his head from her breast, blew gently on her nipple before looking at her.
“Come for me, Kara,” he said.
She shivered at the intimate command, and then he thrust two fingers deep inside her while his thumb pressed down, and she shook in his arms, her orgasm startling her.
She grabbed his shoulders as he continued to hold her through the climax.
She called his name and turned her face into his chest so he wouldn’t be able to see her when she felt that vulnerable.
She stayed there, wrapped in his arms, trying to remember that they weren’t the romantic love match of the year. No matter how perfect he felt to her at this moment or how much she might secretly want them to be.
Gui was hard and wanted nothing more than to bury himself in the humid warmth of Kara, to feel her long limbs wrapped around his hips as he drove into her. But there was a sweet vulnerability to this woman and he sensed that if he pushed too hard now, he’d lose her.
And somewhere between his careless comments to Elvira and now, he’d realized that he didn’t want to lose her. She was the solution that he’d been searching for.
“Thank you, Gui.”
“For what, bebe?”
“For that,” she said, blushing. His hand was still between her legs, her breast still bared to his gaze, and she was blushing over a word. He knew she didn’t feel uncomfortable at this moment, because if she did she would cover herself.
Her thighs were soft and smooth and a nice pale color that contrasted with his own olive skin tone. He leaned down to kiss her.
“You’re very welcome.”
She shifted on his lap against his erection. “Um…you’re not finished, are you?”
“Finished with what, querida?”
“Making love with me,” she said softly. She lifted her hand and cupped his jaw.
Her fingers were long and cool against his skin and he felt charmed by the way she touched him.
The way she looked at him. She made him feel as if he were the only man on earth.
And more of a hero than he’d ever felt before.
“For now,” he said.
She tried to sit up and draw her dress over her body at the same time, upsetting her balance, and she fell off his lap. He grabbed her arm, holding her in place.
“Stop. I’ll help you.”
“That’s okay,” she said, her voice small and tight and her expression so closed that he knew he’d done something to hurt her.
But he had no idea what. He was being a gentleman here. Did she honestly think he didn’t want to be buried inside her silky body right this instant?
He took her wrists in his hands and held them in her lap. She was shaking and he didn’t think it was with rage. “What is going on?”
“I just want to get dressed so we can get back to our discussion.”
“But you were content to lie here a minute ago.”
“Please, Gui. I need to get up.”
“Why?” he asked.
She jerked hard on her wrists. And he held her fast, careful not to hurt her. “I want some answers, Kara. Please.”
She bit her lower lip and he thought he saw that sheen of tears in her eyes again. He definitely saw that sadness that had been on her face at the cathedral earlier.
“What is it, bebe? I am trying to respect you, not push too hard. Why does that make you sad?”
“Is it really about respect?” she asked, then lowered her head so he couldn’t see her pretty eyes.
He cupped the back of her neck and drew her toward him, let her rest her face against his shoulder. “Of course it is. Why else would I stop now?”
“Maybe you were looking at my body and saw how flabby I am…Maybe that made you not want me.”
He shook his head. “You aren’t flabby, Kara. Trust me on this.”
“I’m a size twelve. You may not know what that size is, but it’s big. Large. I’m a large girl, Gui.”
He shook his head again and took one of her hands in his, drew it down between both of their bodies until it rested on the outline of his erection where it strained against the zipper of his dress pants.
“Does that really feel like a man who doesn’t want you?”
She caressed him through his pants and shifted on his lap so that she straddled his hips. The fabric of the dress fell over his hips and their hands. Her fingers traced the length of him, and she reached for the tab of his zipper. Before he could stop her, she drew it down.