Page 76 of Every Move You Make
Akash pushed closer to her, gently caressing her waist, making her forget her thoughts. His touch soothed her, calmed her frazzled nerves. Soon a sense of peace washed over her. She rested her head against his chest, unable to believe she was standing like this with him, feeling so much at ease now because of him.
“Thank you,” she said, finally looking up at him. “I don’t know what came over me.”
“Oh, I know exactly what came over you,” he said, his eyes glinting with mischief. “You’ve finally stopped pretending you don’t feel this… this heat and want between us.” He gave her a naughty smile. “I’m so glad you find me impossible to resist.”
“Don’t let that get to your head,” she said, her lips curving.
“Why the hell not?” he tilted his head, his eyes darkening. “The woman I want also wants me back. Of course, I’m thrilled about that.”
God, he was cute when he was flirting with her. Without thinking, she rose onto her toes to kiss his cheek. He turned just then, and her lips landed on his instead.
For a second, neither of them moved, and then… the world shifted. Akash didn’t give her time to retreat. He gathered her closer in his arms and pressed his mouth against hers, claiming her lips fully. Her hands lifted and curled into his hair, holding him close. Her breasts were crushed against his chest as she surrendered to him. He sucked on her lower lip, and she was lost.
A heavy longing pooled inside her. A hunger she hadn’t allowed herself to name tightened inside her, making her breaths shallow. He had always been the only one capable of this. Of unraveling her with nothing more than a look or a touch. She had spent years trying to outrun what she felt for him.
But not anymore. He was going to be her husband.Hers.And she wasn’t going to deny herself anymore. She was going to claim him too, just as he was claiming her. Her hands fisted into his hair as she licked his lips again and again. His mouth parted, and she stroked her tongue against his. His hold on her tightened.
This felt right. The two of them together felt dangerously close to perfect. Her stomach fluttered as desire swept through her.
Akash lowered himself to sit on the bed, and she climbed astride him, her legs wrapped around his back. She planted her mouth on his, tangling her tongue with his, needing him, needing his hands on her skin. Fuck. There were too many clothes between them.
He shifted, pulling her closer, adjusting the skirts of her dress until her core met his raging erection. A sharp ache pulsed inside her. She moved her body against his, needing the friction, her nerves sizzling with want.
Akash slid the straps of her dress down at the same time she started to unbutton his shirt, all the while their mouths moved against each other. He pushed the dress off her chest. Luckily, it had a built-in bra, and her skin was immediately bared to him. His mouth moved down her chest, licking, sucking, biting. He latched onto her nipple, swirling his tongue around it. She whimpered as her hands flew to the back of his head, holding him to her as he sucked the pebbled tip. Her head fell back helplessly as his hand squeezed her other breast. He then repeated his assault on her other breast, driving her mad with desire.
She snaked her hands inside his shirt, running them down his back, needing him closer, but he was too busy feasting on her to allow her that. So she licked down the side of his neck, over the ink that had always fascinated her. He bit her nipple and she moaned. He swirled his tongue over the bite, making her tremble. His hands trailed over her bare legs, moving higher, up her thighs, until finally, he was at her core, where she needed him most. He shifted the thin silk covering her and pressed a finger at her core. She moved against him, desperate, nearly mindless with desire for him.
“Akash, please,” she begged. “I want… I need…”
His finger slid inside her, filling her slowly, deliberately, giving her exactly what her body had been begging for. A broken sound tore from her throat, her head falling back as sensation rushed through her. She felt herself being overtaken by him, by the steady rhythm of his touch, by the way he knew precisely how to move and how to give her what she needed.
When he added a second finger, stretching her further, her breath hitched sharply. He moved them in a slow, intimate rhythm, drawing breathless gasps from her lips. Then his fingers curled, pressing deep inside her warmth, while his thumb found that sensitive, aching spot at her core. The pleasure was immediate. Intense.
Blinding heat flooded her veins, overwhelming her. She arched against him helplessly, chasing the pleasure he was building inside her. Her breaths came in ragged bursts as she clung to him, her nails digging into his shoulders.
The tension coiled tighter and tighter until it finally snapped. A sharp cry escaped her as her body convulsed around his fingers, pleasure crashing over her in powerful waves. She pulled him closer, capturing his mouth in a desperate, breathless kiss as the aftershocks rippled through her.
She was still trembling when she kissed him. She pulled him close, her mouth needing his with a desperate hunger. The kiss was messy, hot, and urgent.
He made a low sound against her lips, his hands tightening at her waist, but she didn’t wait for him to take control this time. She pushed him down on the mattress.
His eyes were dark, flushed with heat. He lifted himself up. “Shauna?—
“Don’t,” she whispered. “I want more.”
Something fierce flickered in his eyes, and he flopped back down on the bed. She climbed over him without hesitation, straddling him, her hair spilling forward as she bent to kiss him again.
His hands slid up her thighs… and a loud crash shattered the moment.
Something heavy hit the floor outside, and Akash froze. Another sound ripped through the air. Closer this time.
“What the hell was that?” he said, already sitting up. He shifted her off him, quickly covering her up before buttoning his shirt. “Wait here. I’ll go and check what’s happening.”
Akash hurried down the stairs. She stayed in the room, waiting for her breathing to steady when she heard him yell. “Who’s that? Wait.”
Unable to sit still any longer, she rushed downstairs, her pulse roaring in her ears. The living room was in disarray. A tall lamp lay overturned, its shade crushed against the floor. A dining chair had been pushed to the side.
She followed the sound of fleeing footsteps and reached the sunroom. The terrace doors were open here. Beyond them, she could see Akash sprinting across the lawn, one of the security guards running just behind him, both of them in pursuit of a shadowy figure disappearing up ahead into the darkness.
