Page 30 of That Time in Venice
He continued to ply her mouth with kisses as his hands busied undressing her. When he’d removed her blouse, he tossed it aside and took in the lovely picture she made—her breasts lush and full, covered in pretty black lace. Off it came, and he hastily he pushed her onto the bed and continued to undress her. She lay there, biting her bottom lip with a mixture of excitement and shyness. His body ached to claim her right away, but he wanted to give her the utmostpleasure.
Within minutes they were both naked and on top of the cool sheets, his hands moving over her soft skin in wonder. Dipping his head, he flicked his tongue over a rosy brown nipple. Breath stuttering, she grabbed a handful of his hair and arched her back. Reed cupped one of her breasts and sucked the pebbled peak into his mouth, listening to her make sounds of pleasure somewhere between a moan and a sigh. So beautiful. So sensual. He felt it all the way down to his groin and was willing to do whatever it took to hear those noises repeatedly throughout thenight.
He moved down her sternum toward her belly button, making sure to glide his hands over her skin. She moved restlessly on the bed as he continued his relentless advance evenlower.
Reed paused when he saw two faint scars below her belly button, on either side of her abdomen. He touched the one on the right with his forefinger, and shetensed.
“What happened?” hewhispered.
“Childhoodaccident.”
“Whatkindof—”
“I fell on my bike. It was bad. I’d rather not talk about it.” Her voice sounded strained. The mood in the room hadshifted.
“Hey, I’m sorry.” Reed didn’t want to spoil the moment, but the thought of her suffering prompted him to press his lips to one scar and then the other—ever so gently to ease herdistress.
She relaxed beneath his touch, and he took his time licking every inch of her. She almost jerked off the bed when he claimed the sensitive spot between her legs with his tongue, but he held her down and lapped at the moist flesh, listening to her broken cries of pleasure and choppy pleas for him to stop. Only once he’d had his fill did he continue his descent. He wanted to know all of her, right down tohertoes.
Gathering her in his arms, Reed kissed between herbreasts.
“Reed,” Anika murmured, cradling his face in her hands. She urged him up to her mouth, and they resumed an earth-bending kiss. Skin to skin, their warm bodies became entangled in each other, and Reed slid his hand down her waist and cupped her lush bottom. He squeezed and caressed, grinding his hips into her hers in an erotic simulationofsex.
“Now, sweetheart. I have to have you now.” He barely got the words out, panting them against hercollarbone.
“Yes, please. Ican’twait.”
Propelled by the urgency in her voice, Reed retrieved a condom and swiftly came back to the bed. Looking down at her shapely body, his breath caught. Damn, she wasincredible.
Bracing on his arms, he fed his body into her glistening sex. He almost lost it right then and had to stop for a moment. One eyelid twitched as he fought to reign himself in. Grinding down on his teeth, he plunged deeper. Anika tossed her head back and lifted into thethrust.
A groan caught in his throat. Goddamn, she was tight. And so wet. The taut clasp of her body felt incredible.Shewas incredible, completely giving herself over to the sensation. Her skin was flushed, eyes half-closed, hands gripping his biceps as she moved in time to his same rhythmicmotion.
Her hands shifted all over his skin, his back, his neck, as if she was at a loss to decide where to touch. She pressed her mouth to his jaw and then claimed his lips again, shoving her fingers into his hair, all rough and careless. Her less-than-gentle handling only inflamed his lust. Gritting his teeth, Reed lifted her bottom and angled her hips for a deeperthrust.
The movement made her gasp, inhalingdeeply.
“Fucking good, isn’t it?” he muttered against her lips. He thrust hard and deep again. This time she cried outlouder.
He kept thrusting. She was so warm and slick, he could only keep up that manic motion. Losing himself. Drunkonlust.
Anika gripped his ass, and they moved as if they were made for each other, their lovemaking mixed with heavy pants and frantickissing.
Until...pulses rocked her body as she came undone, saying his name with an achy cry at the end. Her ragged breathing feathered over the shell ofhisear.
Shit.
Reed’s control crumbled. He ejaculated so hard and so suddenly, his fingers gripped the pillows on either side of her head as his hips exploded into a frenzy of sporadic pumping. Shuddering as the last bit of cum left his body, he dropped his head into the scented corner of her neck and released a belly-deepgroan.
She was perfection. Reed dragged his nose along one soft shoulder, inhaling Anika’s delicate floral scent. He sucked on her damp skin—helplessly, tasting more of her even though he should besatisfied.
He rolled onto his side but pulled Anika into his arms so the full length of their bodies meshedtogether.
“Reed,” she said on a sigh. Her eyes were closed and a beatific smile crossedherface.
Gazing at her, Reed finally got the answers to the questions he’d posed to himself earlier. A naked Anika with swollen lips and messy hair wasunbelievablysexy.
