Page 79 of High Seduction
She felt every inch a pampered royal.
Tim helped her stand, then indulged her by wrapping her in a huge fluffy towel. Her hair was wrapped in a second towel, so she was nestled in warm cotton as he placed her tenderly on the massive king-sized bed and proceeded to pat her dry. The room was cool, but the brush of his hands with the soft cloth made her skin tingle.
He lifted the edge of the comforter and she crawled under it, her naked skin on the sheets the whisper of a caress. One detail made her smile. “Flannel, not silk?”
“It’s winter,” Tim offered. He stripped down rapidly before joining her. Heat streamed from his body to chase away the slight chill as their bodies warmed the sheets.
He pulled her against him and kissed her temple and adjusted his hold to half drape her over him, settling them in place. “Sleep.”
“You told Matt you’d be back shortly.”
“Matt will wait. I want to hold you.”
“Hmm.” Erin teetered on the edge already. “Don’t let me sleep away the entire holiday.”
He laughed. “No chance of that. I promise I’ll wake you when it’s time. For now, a couple hours of rest come first.”
It felt oddly greedy to allow her eyes to close and sleep to take over, but if this was part of what he wanted—
Give him control. Let him call the shots.
It was difficult to stick to her plan, but while they hadn’t officially restarted their adventure, she was sure he’d gotten her message. She’d left behind a few fears in the tub, washed away with his touch.
I want more.
The thought slipped in as she fell asleep.
It seemed only a moment later she was being rolled to her back, hands tugging her under him. “I want you,” Tim whispered. “I need to be inside you, now.”
Dream or reality? Erin didn’t care. She opened her legs and welcomed him as he settled between her thighs. Naked skin brushed, his cock nudged her core. Fingers fumbled for a moment as he guided himself between her folds.
And paused, the head of his cock nestled just inside her sex. She opened her eyes as he pulled her hands over her head, stretching her beneath him. He tugged until she arched, body curving upward.
His fingers curled around her wrists, pinning her in place. With his free hand he caught her hip and lifted. Slowly he joined them. She was wet already, easing his entry as his cock pressed her apart.
He worked in all the way to the root, fully buried. Pleasure rippled over his expression as he pulled back and thrust forward more rapidly the second time.
Erin relished the sensation. The fullness. Knowing that he was enjoying her body even as her own passions rose.
She couldn’t move except to lift her legs, and she did that now, wrapping herself around him and gasping as the new position allowed him to press deeper.
Tim smiled. “Keep your hands where they are.”
Oh, shit.
But she nodded, linking her fingers together to remind herself not to move. He slipped his hands free of her wrists.
He rose to his knees and caught hold of her hips, changing the angle as he plunged harder into her core. Her heels dug into the muscular cheeks of his ass, but it was the relentless thrusts that threatened her sanity. With most of her weight balanced on her shoulders, Tim drove his cock in again. Hard, his fingers squeezing the delicate skin of her hips and ass tight enough to bruise.
Erin struggled to keep her hands over her head, the temptation to reach down and grasp his shoulders shaking her. The urge to touch him was so strong, the desire to stroke his body. To hang on tight as he possessed her. But he’d ordered her to leave her hands up, and locking them together to do that forced her to take the pleasure he gave without adding to it on her own.
Every time he thrust, his heavy cock stroked her clit, and every time the deliberate rub brought her that much closer to coming. She didn’t expect the pleasure. For some reason she hadn’t expected him to make sure she came as well. It was just as satisfying to look up and watch him, to see the play of desire dance over his face. He froze, cock filling her completely as his hips jerked and he found release.
He lowered himself slowly, his body blanketing hers, the sheets long abandoned to the floor. She was more than warm enough as he panted softly, his lips finding her neck. His chest rubbed her lightly, the tight curls on his chest abrading her sensitive nipples.
“You are too tempting,” he scolded, the words a teasing caress past her ear. “And I’m not nearly done with you.”
“Umm, I like that, but don’t we have a massage appointment soon?”
