Page 53 of Wild Rush Of Love
She slid spoonful after spoonful into her mouth. Every one was an exercise in restraint for him. She closed her mouth around each bite and closed her eyes, moaned and groaned and licked her lips to be sure she hadn’t missed a thing. It was a sensual display of indulgence and he was surprised his cock hadn’t burst through his pants.
Sex in the bath hadn’t dulled his lust for her at all. But then, the bath had been just that. Sex. He’d wanted it to be erotic, passionately sensual, so she thought about nothing except the things he did to her body, the way he made her feel, the pleasure he could give her—would always give her. Wanted her replete with satisfaction when he kicked her over the edge and her climax released all that pent-up tension. He didn’t want that now.
Now he wanted to make love. Slowly, with her beneath him looking up with desire-filled eyes. Not for the pleasure he could give her—for him. Desire forhim.
He wanted to spend the rest of the night worshiping every inch of her until she couldn’t do anything but love him.
He’d been hovering on acknowledging what was in his heart for days. Today he’d opened himself up and taken a good hard look.
He was in love with Sabreena Howe.
His life wouldn’t be complete without her in it. He accepted it as the blessing it was and moved on to the next step.
Seducing her into loving him.
He didn’t think it would be hard. Thought they’d made a connection she couldn’t deny already. She wasn’t ready to hear the words from him. He knew that. It didn’t worry him that he couldn’t tell her yet. There’d be time for that. The rest of their lives.
Pushing back his chair, he stood and held out a hand. “Come.”
“Where are we going now?” She didn’t hesitate to take his hand. Left her third piece of tart half eaten to follow him out of the kitchen.
“Part three of my seduction plan.”
“Ooh…there’s more?” She moved close.
Her eagerness made him smile, made his heart thud harder, made all the doubts and concerns vanish from his mind, leaving only space for them. “There will always be more.”
“I like the sound of that.”
So did he.
Once in the bedroom, he positioned her beside the bed. “Don’t move.” He quickly made his way around, igniting the candles he’d set out earlier.
“Oh,” she breathed. “This is lovely.”
He walked back to her and gripped the hem of her shirt. “Arms up.”
She obeyed, and he whipped the t-shirt over her head, dropping it on the floor behind him, drawing in a sharp breath at the beauty of her in the delicate peach bra. He only took a moment to admire the sexy underwear; he had other things he wanted to appreciate.
“Now this.” With a quick snap, he unhooked the clasp at her back then encouraged the straps to slip from her shoulders with the brush of his fingers. The fine lace floated to the floor between their feet.
God, she was gorgeous. He could stare at her for days and not get bored. He’d get horny, but never bored.
“I can’t stop looking at you,” he murmured.
“I like it when you look. I like it better when you touch though.” She chewed on her lip in a nervous action he found extremely erotic and irresistible.
Bending forward, he brushed his lips on hers and whispered, “I want to make love to you.”
Her eyelids fluttered, her gaze searching his. When she found whatever she looked for, a shy smile curved her lips against his. “I want that. I want everything with you.”
Rush whispered a kiss over her cheek on his way to her ear. “Anything you want, Sabreena. Tell me and it’s yours.”
She sucked in a breath, her head turning, her gaze finding his. “Rush.”
“Shh…” He ran his fingers through her bangs, brushing them out of her eyes, off her face. “Let me love you.”
He did it with his hands. With his mouth. He stroked and kissed and loved every inch of exposed skin from her head to her waist. When he slid his hands into the elastic of her shorts, she trembled. Lowering the material over her hips, Rush fell to his knees to start his worship all over again.
