Chapter 13 #2
His fingers pressed deeper into her, creating an acute, unfamiliar pleasure that was the most sublime thing she’d ever experienced. Fire streaked through her veins, warming her from the inside out. Erotic, exciting, and incendiary, his touch brought her to a fevered pitch of need and desire.
“Please, I don’t—”
Her words ended abruptly as his hand moved to caress her thigh.
Disappointment made her shudder with frustration, and her eyes flew open to stare up at him.
His features were taut with restrained desire, and a small thrill raced through her.
Despite his obvious need for satisfaction, he’d held back from appeasing his body’s demands to ensure she found hers first.
It was an unbelievable gift that took her breath away.
Their gazes locked, and an unspoken emotion passed between them.
It made her heart skip a beat as she became aware of a feeling pushing its way out of the darkness and into the light.
The realization was fleeting as with one glorious thrust, he buried himself inside her.
Every thought vanished from her head as she came apart in his arms.
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The moment her wet, sultry heat engulfed his cock, Theo watched Genevieve’s beautiful mouth part in a soft cry of exhilaration.
Beneath him, her body shuddered and bucked upward as she instantly climaxed.
The tactile sensation of her body rippling and clutching at him tugged a deep groan from him.
Desperate to ignore the harsh demands his body was making, he froze for a long moment.
In the past, their lovemaking had been raw, frenetic, and over far too soon. Tonight he wanted to take his time with her—explore every inch of her. He wanted to memorize her with his fingers in the same way his mind had that first moment he’d seen her rise from the water all those years ago.
But most of all, he wanted to show her how much he loved her—worshipped her. He wanted to make her understand that the passion they shared was born of something deeper and more profound between them.
Determined to extend the passion of the moment, he distracted the demands of his cock by crushing her mouth beneath his in a kiss that silently declared the depth of his love for her.
Without hesitation, she parted her lips, and her tongue mated with his in a hot, passionate kiss that threatened to destroy the tenuous hold he had on his base needs.
Warm and honeyed against his tongue, the taste of her sent a shockwave of heat surging through his limbs.
Wild thunder echoed in his ears as his heart hammered in his chest as he kissed her with a hunger he knew would never be satiated.
Sliding his hand down along the side of her breast to her hip, he marveled at the softness of her skin against his fingers.
Every inch of her was soft as silk. Still kissing her, he began to slowly slide in and out of her hot, slick core.
God help him, he wanted this moment to last forever.
No matter how long they lived, he would always need her, just like the air he needed to breathe.
Eager to bring her to another climax, he continued to plunder her mouth as he lifted himself up on one elbow.
Without missing a beat of the slow, deep strokes of his body into hers, his hand caressed its way across her stomach until his fingers found the sensitive nub just inside her core.
As he rubbed and tweaked the slick, swollen flesh, he swallowed her scream of ecstasy, while savoring the way her hips writhed against his in response to his touch.
A soft floral fragrance wafted off her skin and filled his nostrils.
It mixed with the heated musk of her passion, creating a scent that was uniquely hers.
His mouth trailed kisses along her cheek, then into the cradle of her neck.
Soft fingers pressed into his hips, and she whispered a plea, then a demand that he increase the pace of their lovemaking.
He lifted his head to stare down into her eyes, his mouth quirked upward as he arched an eyebrow, intentionally withdrawing from her until his cock was pressed on the edge of her hot core.
“Is there something you want, mo leannan?”
“You know there is,” she panted with frustration.
“Is this what you need?” He pressed into her silky folds a fraction, and a breathless sob of hunger blew past her lips.
“Dear God, stop teasing me,” she said with a mixture of frustration and pique.
As if to punish him for toying with her, she dug her fingers into his hips with a viciousness that was almost painful, and he chuckled.
Again she pleaded with him, but this time her voice was one of sultry seduction, and the sound aroused a raw craving inside him.
Eager to please her, he thrust into her with one powerful stroke.
Buried in the heart of her, he began to move at an ever-increasing pace until his body was pounding into hers at a blistering speed.
Staring down at her, the passion illuminating her beautiful face made his heart race even faster than before.
The first signs of her climax rippled around his cock and built in their intensity until she jerked hard against him.
The instant she contracted around him like a hot vise, his ballocks pulled up tight against the base of his cock.
With each stroke of his body into hers, her climax intensified, and the instant she uttered a wild cry of passion, he stiffened for one beat, then shouted her name and exploded inside her.
Eyes closed, Theo lowered himself until his weight rested on her lush frame.
The warmth of her spread its way over him and sank through his skin like sunshine warming him.
Forehead pressed into hers, he dragged in deep, harsh breaths, while breathing in the scent of their lovemaking.
Genevieve was panting just as rapidly, and he brushed his mouth across hers before he rolled onto the mattress to lie quietly at her side.
Unwilling to part with her completely, he caught her hand in his.
As their fingers interlocked, he squeezed her hand, and she returned the gesture.
Hope rose in his chest, and he turned his head to study her profile.
Eyes closed, Genevieve’s breast had resumed its gentle rise and fall as her breathing slowed.
As if knowing he was watching her, a soft smile curved her beautiful mouth.
“That was wonderful.”
“I agree,” he said quietly.
Theo rolled onto his side and brushed his mouth against her temple. Eyes opening, Genevieve stared up at him with an emotion that once again made hope swell inside him. He trailed his forefinger along her jawline and marveled at how beautiful she was.
If possible, her skin was glowing even more than after he’d pleasured her sex with his mouth.
Contentment softened her features, while happiness made her emerald eyes sparkle.
She was enough to take his breath away. A teasing smile tipped the corners of her lovely mouth as she studied him for a moment, amusement arching her eyebrows.
“You’re looking quite serious.”
“Am I?”
Theo felt his brow furrow in hesitation.
At his response, Genevieve paled, apprehension sweeping across her face.
Before she could move, Theo shifted his body to press her down into the mattress to prevent her from fleeing Her apprehension vanished in a split-second as a familiar, emotionless facade slipped into place.
“It’s late. I need to go home. I don’t wish to worry my parents.” Anyone else would have missed the quaver of fear and panic in her voice. Theo didn’t.
“Not before you—”
“Don’t, Theo,” her words were sharp as she interrupted him. “I won’t marry you.”
“Would you marry me if I said I’m head over heels in love with you?”