Page 44 of Surrender

“No, I intend to take my time with you. I want to make you ache for me until you’re whimpering and pleading with me to appease your hunger.”

The gruff resolve in his voice made her eyes widen as he kissed her breastbone and tended to her other breast while his hand caressed the tender nipple he’d been teasing seconds before. A pulse of something joyous threaded its way through her blood, and the instant his teeth nipped at her sensitive flesh, another cry of pleasure flew past her lips. Fire raced through her limbs, driven by the raw euphoria winding its way through every cell in her body. His mouth left her breast to plant feathery kisses and small nips down to her stomach.

With each light, almost playful caress, her growing need for him rose higher and higher. It became a tangible pressure building hard and fast inside her belly, then pushed its way downward. Hard hands slid over her hips as he kissed her inner thigh, while his fingers brushed over the heart of her. The instant his thumb rubbed across the nub of flesh between her folds, she shuddered against the touch. Hips rising up off the mattress, she moaned at the ecstasy rolling over her in one wave after another.

A second later, his hands grasped her thighs and pushed her legs apart. Startled, she murmured a soft protest as his touch receded from her sex. Eyelids fluttering open, she raised her head to stare at him in surprise. Desire blazing in his midnight blue eyes, his gaze burned into hers.

“I love the way you taste, sweetheart. I’ve never had anything so sweet against my tongue,” he murmured. There was something wicked blazing in his eyes as he kneaded one of her thighs in a way that made her ache for him. “But I think you’re tangy too, and I want to find out if I’m right.”

Puzzled, she stared at him in bewilderment. Her confusion caused his mouth to quirk upward in a sinful smile. Baffled, she shook her head in bemusement as she watched him slowly lower his head toward her sex.

“What are you—?” She was unable to finish her question as his tongue slid between her wet folds. “Oh dear God.”

The first stroke of his tongue caused her to buck her hips upward as she tried to twist away from the wicked, hedonistic caress. Powerful hands held her in place, pressing her legs down into the mattress as his mouth sucked and nipped at her flesh. The instant his teeth abraded the sensitive nub at her core, she released a primal cry of intense gratification.

Colors flashed behind her eyelids as every cell in her body was engulfed in flames. With each flick of his tongue, he pushed her toward the edge of a precipice that was mind-numbing. Dear God, she’d never experienced anything so elementally carnal and sinful in her entire life. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever thought this kind of rapture existed.

Heat swirled in her belly, spiraling upward, and as his teeth grazed across the nub between her folds, her body arched up off the bed in a hard jerk. Hands clutching at the sheets beneath them, the pressure inside her erupted in a rush of intense delight. Hips writhing and bucking against him, she screamed his name as undulating waves of intoxicating exaltation rolled over her.

The intensity of it bordered on the edge of torment, filling her with a mind-numbing bliss that blinded her to everything except him and the height of euphoria he’d carried her to. Her back arched in a single shattering moment of delirious passion, she shuddered hard, then tumbled off the peak his wicked caress had driven her to. Still trembling from the intensity of the most decadent sensation she’d ever experienced, she lay spent on the bed, unable to think clearly. Her breathing ragged from her tempestuous release, Genevieve’s eyelids fluttered open, and she watched in a daze as Theo left the bed and quickly undressed.

As he tossed his clothes aside and turned to face her, the sight of his erection made her mouth go dry as a new wave of desire swept through her. One hand stretching out to him, she sighed with happiness as he carried it to his lips to kiss the inside of her wrist.

“From your reaction, can I assume you enjoyed that?” There was a teasing note in his voice as his tongue swirled over the rapid pulse in her wrist before he kissed the inside of her palm.

“I never…I…oh, yes,” she whispered. “It was wonderful. Thank you.”

“I’m pleased you enjoyed it,” Theo said quietly, with a note of emotion in his voice that she thought might be tenderness. “Am I wrong in believing I’m the first man who’s put your pleasure ahead of his own?”

“No. You’re not wrong.” At her soft answer, a small smile tipped the corners of his mouth, and he leaned over her, his hard erection brushing across the side of her thigh.

“Good. You deserve to be pleasured until you can’t think straight.” His blue-eyed gaze slid over her body while his strong, masculine fingers leisurely trailed their way from her throat downward to just above her sex. She trembled as his finger swirled in a languid motion around her belly button. “You’re glowing, and it makes you even more beautiful than I’ve ever seen you, mo leannan.”

There was almost a note of reverence in his voice as he used the Scottish phrase for sweetheart. She’d heard other male members of the Rockwood family use the endearment with their spouses, but she’d never had a man use it with her. It made her cheeks burn, and she realized she was blushing. The sudden shyness flowing through her, another first, she looked away from him and trembled. His fingers caught her chin, forcing her to look at him. As their gazes met, something undefinable flashed in his eyes before he lowered his head and kissed her gently.

There was an unspoken emotion in the caress that startled her, and it made her feel warm and happy—protected even. Her hands cupped his cheeks as she kissed him back. Ever so slowly the kiss deepened as Theo slid his body over hers. The warmth and weight of him wasn’t just pleasant, it felt right. Anticipation rose inside her as his hand slid between them.

In the next breath, his thumb rubbed against the nub between her folds, and she moaned at the sensation, while his mouth caressed her cheek, working its way down along the side of her neck. Heat skimmed over her entire body, causing her to shudder as he rubbed her sensitive flesh.

Dear God in heaven, everything this man did to her made feel as if she were coming apart in the most exquisite way she could have ever imagined. With every touch, he unknowingly destroyed a small piece of her past. In his arms, she wasn’t a plaything, she was a woman worthy of being pleasured in the most wonderful way possible.

The light touch of his fingers at the core of her made her gasp. The small sound became a sharp inhalation of fierce delight as he slid two fingers into her, finding a spot inside her that threatened to make her jump out of her skin. A cry of delight poured out of her from the intimate caress, and her hips jerked up into his body. Once more his fingers touched a point inside her that dragged her to the edge of something intense and visceral.

“Oh, please,” she sobbed as he continued his gentle, yet erotic, assault on her body.

“Please what, mo leannan? Tell me what you want.”

“More, oh dear God, I want more.”

“More of this?”

His fingers pressed deeper into her, creating an acute, unfamiliar pleasure that was the most sublime thing she’d ever experienced. Fire streaked through her veins, warming her from the inside out. Erotic, exciting, and incendiary, his touch brought her to a fevered pitch of need and desire.

“Please, I don’t—”

Her words ended abruptly as his hand moved to caress her thigh. Disappointment made her shudder with frustration, and her eyes flew open to stare up at him. His features were taut with restrained desire, and a small thrill raced through her. Despite his obvious need for satisfaction, he’d held back from appeasing his body’s demands to ensure she found hers first.

It was an unbelievable gift that took her breath away. Their gazes locked, and an unspoken emotion passed between them. It made her heart skip a beat as she became aware of a feeling pushing its way out of the darkness and into the light. The realization was fleeting as with one glorious thrust, he buried himself inside her. Every thought vanished from her head as she came apart in his arms.