Page 43 of Brant
"So, it's a good thing I didn't bother-" She stopped talking as he came to stand in front of her.
"I need something to take the edge off." Lifting his hands, he fisted them into the mass of coils that was her hair and yanked her head back. His mouth swooped down to take hers hungrily.Indigo felt the jolt straight to her toes. Her lips parted, giving him full access, and he took it.
He was craving her, and though he was baffled by the incredible hunger, he went with it and deepened the kiss. His free hand went around her waist like a steel band, pulling her flush against him. He was already hard, throbbing, feverish with the need to be inside her. The kiss was endless and had her going weak. She clung to him for balance, her legs unsteady.
When he finally ended the kiss, he was shaking.
"Now," he whispered thickly.
"Now," she repeated, her lips throbbing, her body flushed with heat.
He needed no further bidding. He undressed her hurriedly, his hands roaming over her naked flesh as he removed each layer of clothing. His mouth touched her forehead and trailed down to her cheek and her ear, where he toyed with the lobe. His fingers brushed against the pulse beating madly there before he touched his mouth to the shivering flesh.
"Brant," she whispered, her fingers brushing over his chest. "Now."
"Soon, darling," he said thickly. "I want to take my time. I want to savor every inch of you. Just let me-" He backed her toward the steps and helped her to mount them.
Pushing her back onto the bed, he bent to remove her boots, tossing them aside. She eased up so that he could remove her slacks.
"Get in."
When she slid between the sheets, she edged up to the pillows and watched with bated breath as he took off his clothes. She almost suspected that he had an excellent body. But seeing it for the first time, she felt her breath catching. His body was a smooth golden brown, the chest wide, with a dusting of hairs darker than the hair on his head. The muscles in his arms and chest flexed with his movements.
His stomach was flat, washboard flat, and... Her breath soughed through her parted lips as she encountered the evidence of his desire. Her eyes flew to his, her body already vibrating.
He climbed in beside her and immediately reached for her. His fingers skimmed between the valley of her breasts. Using one finger, he flicked at the front clasp and watched as it parted to reveal her generous flesh.
"Beautiful," he murmured thickly. He palmed the flesh, thumb rubbing over the already tight bud, his eyes watching her reaction.
"So beautiful." Bending his head, he tugged at the nipple, rolling it between his teeth and sending her into glorious agony.
Her fingers clutched at his thick hair as she held his head to her flesh. He took it into his mouth, suckling and savoring, fueled by the taste of her. He wanted more. If he stayed for hours, it would still not be enough. He wanted days, weeks.
His hand drifted to her quivering stomach, wandering down to palm her. He felt her through the flimsy lace, his body reacting to her heat. She was hot. Sliding her panties aside, his fingers delved in to find her moist and hot. He wasn't going to last.
Switching to the next breast, he gave it the same thorough treatment until Indigo wondered if it was possible to go mad from pleasure. There was every likelihood that she was going to die before this was over.
Rearing up, he got rid of his underwear and moved on top of her.
"I don't want to hurt you," he told her harshly. He was balanced on his hands, his body almost straining toward hers.
"You won't." She slid her hands over his chest, loving the feel of his warm skin and the muscles flexing at her touch.
"Tell me if I am. I can't wait," he rasped. Lowering himself, he eased into her, his teeth clenched as he entered her moist warmth. She was incredibly tight. His body jolted in shock at how tight she was. Almost like a virgin.
Reading the expression on his face, she admitted, "It's been a very long time."
"Why?" he asked thickly.
"It's... the problems I was having didn't... it was too much."
He inched in some more, her tightness sheathing him like a vise.
"You're completely wonderful," he told her with a heartfelt groan as he went in even deeper. Clasping her face between his palms, he lowered his mouth to hers, his thrusts slow at first until she started to move. Then the tight hold he had been keeping on his control shattered.
His mouth devoured hers hungrily as he drove into her. His heart felt as if it was going to explode inside his chest. Hiscontrol was in shreds for the first time in his life. He had been with too many women to count and had always been pleasantly sated, but never like this. Nothing in his life had prepared him for this.
When she stiffened, he increased the pace to help her achieve the shattering climax that had her digging her fingers into his back and shoulders, her body writhing beneath his.
