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He raised an eyebrow in question, and she swallowed thickly, certain there were flames dancing over her face.
Vamos, Leona. Pide lo quieres.
“I’d like for us to be physically intimate while we are residing together.” She didn’t look away, she didn’t blink, she didn’tbreathe. “I like when you touch me, and I want you to share my bed.”
Fourteen
Later on, Evan would marvel at how much composure he exhibited that morning. With her incendiary request still ringing in his ears he had to force himself to hold on to the armrest, in fear he might launch himself at her like a rabid beast. He was still fighting the urge when she spoke again, in the same tone one inquired how the other person took their tea.
“Only if that is agreeable to you, of course. I would not want you to feel obligated.”
“Agreeable,” he finally murmured, recalling Raghav’s taunts at Luz Alana’s adeptness to reducing him to parroting her words.
The woman did have an astonishing knack for rendering him speechless.
“Yes, if you are amenable to it, I would like us to, uh...copulate.” His lips twitched at the way her voice squeaked on the last word. Evan could not remember the last time he’d been this amused and aroused at once.
“I see.”
And he did see...now. Luz Alana was as eager as he was. He looked down at her lap where she was wringing her hands, then at her eyes, which were molten, needy.
Her face was flushed with red, those enticing pink lips slightly open. Evan’s higher self struggled to maintain control, reminding him there were details to work out. That he had to call for his solicitor, arrange for his private train car to be readied. That he needed to sort all manner of arrangements for their departure from Paris. All of it swirled like water down a drain. The only thing that mattered was getting his hands on her.
“Come here,” he rasped, but she didn’t move.
“I didn’t mean for us to start copulating now!” she cried, then covered her face.
Evan had to bite his tongue.
“Luz Alana, sweetheart, if you don’t want things to become frenzied...” he had to adjust himself before his prick burst through the placket of his trousers “...you must stop wielding that word in my direction.”
After a couple of breaths, she finally came out from behind her hands and was biting her bottom lip so alluringly Evan hung on to his control by a thread.
“Luz,” he said with a bit more force, making her jump, and he watched her pupils dilate. “I asked you to come here.”
“Where?”
His cock seemed to be attuned to her breathing, because every time a little puff of air escaped her lips it pulsed in his trousers. “Here.” He pointed to the V of his thighs. “I’d like you to sit here, and then I’m going to touch you, like you asked.” She licked her lips, and he had to grit his teeth to keep from spending like a schoolboy. “You know what I’ve been curious about since that night at Le Bureau?”
She responded with a sharp shake of her head.
“How those beautiful breasts would feel in my hand.”
Another shaky little gasp.
“Would you like that?” His voice was gravel now. “To have my hand palming your breasts, tweaking one of those sweet little tips, while I take your mouth. Make you moan for me.”
He reached for her.
Luz looked slightly panicked as she took his hand, but after a moment of silent consideration, she went to him. They both scurried with her skirts until her round bottom was snuggly nested in his groin.
“Good girl,” he praised as she slowly drove him mad with the delicious friction of her rump on his cock. “I’m going to kiss you now.” She nodded, eagerly pressing herself to him. He was already halfway to ruination, and it was barely noon.
He brought her head down and kissed her soundly. This time her tongue met his with unabashed hunger. She twisted her body, striving for more closeness, and opened to him like this shared breath was the only thing keeping her alive. Luz Alana nipped at his lip, then lapped at it, as she ran her fingers through his beard. Fingernails softly grazing his skin. She explored him like she’d been holding back and she finally could get her fill.
It was electrifying. With effort he broke the kiss to whisper against her mouth.
“You want me in your bed, Luz Alana?” He sounded winded, out of control. “You want me to spread your thighs and enter you until you’re full to the brim with me.”
