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His big hands covered her breasts, teased at her nipples and a slight sound escaped her lips as he shifted position, moving over her, bringing his mouth down to her breasts, toying with the tender tight peaks until she squirmed, hot liquid heat pooling in her pelvis.
‘May I put the light on? I want to see you.’
Her teeth clenched on a negative. She was accustomed to the privacy of the dark but with Sebastian, she reckoned, she should’ve known better. ‘If you like…’
He leant over her and lamplight momentarily blinded her. Sebastian gazed down at her anxious face, stunning black-lashed dark eyes intent on her. ‘Stop freaking out.’
‘I’m not freaking out!’
‘It’s in your eyes,kounelaki mou,’ he commented. ‘Yet you didn’t freak out on the life raft or during the storm, did you?’
‘I was freaking out inside myself.’
‘But you handled it, so why can’t you handle me doing a perfectly normal thing like admiring these very pretty breasts?’ he asked softly, one big hand cupping her pert, swollen flesh while his thumb rubbed at the straining pink tip.
And she shivered with reaction, entrapped by his spellbinding gaze until he dropped his head and laved that prominent peak with his tongue before tugging at it with his lips. She closed her eyes and relaxed a tiny amount because he was moving slowly, gently. She tensed when his hand travelled over her stomach and roamed further south, probing the soft damp curls on her mons, teasing her slender thighs apart and then she literally jerked when he stroked her where she so ached to be touched, and her face burned. The first hints of pleasure were almost all-consuming, her hips lifting and tiny noises escaping her as he teased her sensitive entrance.
‘You’re so wet, so tight,’ he husked, shimmying down her body and disconcerting her more than a little by settling himself between her thighs.
‘Oh, you don’t need to dothat,’ she muttered in mortification because her one and only lover had cringed at the very prospect.
‘I want to. I very much want you to enjoy being with me.’
‘Oh?’ She had nothing to say to that, hadn’t really believed that some men thought like that, and she didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. Indeed, just then she was on the edge of anticipation as he explored her where she tingled andneeded. The pulse of hunger climbed ever higher.
And just there the dialogue died because rather suddenly she couldn’t have vocalised a word. Sebastian devoured her like a man at a banquet who hadn’t eaten in days and she was shocked by that hungry passion forherbody while she was overwhelmed by sensation. The pleasure built and built like a knot tightening ever more inside her until all she could do was yield to it as he drove her to a peak and she cried out loud as explosive pleasure gripped her, her fingers lost in the luxuriant depths of his hair as her spine arched and blissful waves of delight convulsed her. The fact that she had reached a climax, that there had been no need to fake it, shook her the most.
‘Wow,’ she mumbled in a wobbly voice. ‘You’re pretty good at that.’
‘I’m a perfectionist. If I promise to pull out, may I continue?’ Sebastian asked, convinced that there would not be that great a chance of an unwanted pregnancy engulfing them.
Bunny stiffened. ‘But…that’s not foolproof.’
‘No precautions are foolproof.’
Long brown fingers framed her chin as she lowered her lashes. ‘What you really need to know is that if thereareconsequences, I’ll be there for you.’
‘Doubtful,’ she dared to remark. ‘When we leave the island, we’ll both go back to our own lives.’
‘That doesn’t mean I’ll behave like a bastard or mistreat you. Whatever happens, you can depend on me.’ Brilliant dark eyes held hers fast. ‘I will support you. I promise you that. I’m not the least bit irresponsible.’
And that shedidbelieve. Impatience and frustration engulfed her as she hesitated and then the reckless impulse that had landed her deep into Sebastian’s arms took over again. She was going to bury any last memory of Tristram and the damage he had inflicted so deep that she would never think about him again.
‘Yes,’ she whispered shakily, proud of herself for wanting to move forward and open herself to new experiences with someone else.
‘I’ll make it good,’ he swore.
He stroked her sensitive nub again, refreshing the desire that had gone into temporary abeyance. Her body jolted back to life, hunger and desire stirring afresh. She linked her arms round his neck, no longer worried about the light, indeed revelling in the glory of Sebastian over her with his long black hair tossed by her fingers, his jawline dark with stubble, his lean, dark perfect features taut with craving for her. Without warning she felt like the hottest woman on planet Earth.Hemade her feel like that where Tristram had left her feeling inadequate and manipulated, stupid and trusting.
Sebastian rearranged her lower limbs like an artist and shifted over her before hoisting her legs over his shoulders. ‘The look of dismay on your face is precious,’ Sebastian quipped. ‘But I’m not going to hurt you.’
‘I know that!’ she gasped, eyes burning with the threat of tears because he had read her face and she would sooner he had not.
‘If you want to stop, tell me at any stage.’
‘Stop fussing,’ she urged, her cheeks burning.
He pushed into her slowly and she shut her eyes again, enthralled by that stretching invasion of her channel, and then he sank deep and a little whimper was wrenched from her. It felt so good she was struggling for breath, struggling to stay silent. She had never been a screamer but she suspected that Sebastian had the power to turn her into one. The sensations gathered and pulsed at her core and she melted like honey heated under a grill, the throb of desire a relentless pull on every sense. The scent of his skin, the smooth bronzed satin of his shoulders and back, the raw intensity of his glittering black diamond eyes all held her fast.
