She laughed, and saw the answering light as his smile widened. Then, his gaze deepened, and his expression grew challenging.
“Take off my shirt, Lilly. I want to feel your hands on me.”
She wanted the same thing. Without further prompting, she reached for the hem of his short tunic and lifted upward, enjoying the smooth muscle she revealed inch by luscious inch. He lifted his arms to accommodate her work, and when the shirt was clear of his head, he threw it aside, letting her look her fill at him.
Lilly’s mouth watered. She knew he was a warrior and one of the handsome fair folk, but she’d been unprepared for the pure masculine beauty of him. She leaned forward and placed her lips over his heart in a soft kiss—an homage to his perfection that led her downward. Luc cradled her head in a gentle grasp, his breath increasing as she kissed her way across hard pectoral muscles to masculine nipples that were starting to bead in excitement. She pounced on one, lavishing attention on it with her tongue and the light scrape of teeth as he growled, and the hands in her hair tightened.
“Daring wench,” he groused with humor as he guided her head away from his tempting body. He swooped in for a deep kiss, his tongue invading her mouth with hot insistence as she whimpered under the sensual assault. When he let her up for air, her head was spinning with reaction to the passion that flared between them. He grinned at her, winking as he reached for the hem of her top. “My turn.”
Her stomach did a somersault as Luc lifted the light top away from her body. She wore nothing underneath. His smile widened as her breasts bounced into view. He lifted the top clear of her head, and there, he stopped, pinning her arms above her head, entangled in the fabric.
“I’ve dreamed of this. Having you captive and bare. Waiting for me.” Luc stared at her breasts, and she felt them tightening in response to the admiration she read in his gaze. One of his hands pinned her arms in the cloth behind her, but the other swept upward from her ribcage to cradle one breast, lifting it for his inspection…for his delectation.
Luc leaned in and licked her nipple, sending sparks of sensation clear to her womb. When his mouth closed over the tip, sucking lightly, she began to squirm.
“You like that?” he asked, looking up at her while his breath caressed her skin. “Answer me, Lilly. Tell me what you like.”
It was hard for her. Lilly had never talked much at times like these, but then, she’d been with few men in her life, and none could compare with Luc. For him, she’d try. “Kiss me, Luc.”
“Where?” His blue eyes dared her. “Your luscious mouth?” He leaned up and placed a peck on her lips that was far too short. “Or here?” He leaned in and caught one nipple between his teeth, scraping lightly before closing his lips over the tip and sucking it deep. When he let her go with a popping sound, his hand dipped to her waist. It moved farther down as he grinned at her. “Or do you want my kiss here?” He cupped her mound through the light covering of her pants.
“Luc!” She’d never had a man even suggest that before, much less look as if it was the most important thing on his mind.
He laughed. “Never had a man lick your pussy, Lilly? I’ll have to remedy that. I’ve been wanting to know how you tasted there for days now. In fact, I can’t wait any longer.”
She couldn’t answer as long fingers swept inside her waistband and over her mound to tease the wet folds between her thighs. He held her gaze as he teased the nubbin that nearly sent her to the stars then dipped lower to thrust his middle finger up her tight hole. He pumped into her a few times, as he watched her, passion rising between them.
When she was almost at a peak, he disengaged, removing his hand from her pants and bringing it to his lips. He licked at the glistening evidence of her arousal on his fingers, all the while holding her gaze. Something smoldered deep in his eyes, daring her to follow where he led.
“I knew you’d taste like heaven itself.” His voice was a sultry purr that only served to drive her higher. “I want to lick you and fuck you with my tongue, Lilly. I want to hear you scream my name as you come on my tongue.”
“Luc…” The whispered plea broke from her lips, but even she didn’t know what she was pleading for.
“Yes, like that, Lilly. Only louder.” The humor was back in his eyes, mixing with the passion. It was a heady combination.
He released the fabric that bound her arms behind her back and sent both hands to push at her waistband. Within moments, her pants were down around her ankles, and she felt only a momentary hesitation about kicking them off onto the floor.
Luc sat up, arranging her knees one on either side of his powerful thighs. He wore only his pants, and she could see his erection bulging at the apex of his thighs. She wanted him bare. She wanted him inside her. Now.
But Luc had other plans.
One hand cupped her breast as his head lowered to tease the taut peak. His other hand fondled between her legs, slipping in her arousal and sliding into her, testing and readying. The sensations rocked through her in waves of pleasure and longing. Oh, how she wanted him! She’d never wanted a man so powerfully in her entire life.
“Luc! I need you, Luc. I need you now.”
He growled as he lifted his head, seeming to gauge her readiness by searching her eyes. “Undress me, then, Lilly. You know what you want. Take it.”
He leaned back so she could more easily access the buttons that held his pants up. She wasted no time attacking the first button, slowing as she unbuttoned each one, doubts and fear creeping in. What if he hurt her? He was much larger than any man she’d taken before.
Luc’s hand caressed her cheek. “Uncover me, Lilly. Take me in your hands.”
She complied, grateful he’d given her a slight reprieve. Lilly wasn’t impetuous by nature. She was more comfortable thinking through something before she committed, but rational thought was impossible the moment she felt his hard length in her hand. He was huge and more aroused than any male she had ever seen.
Worried eyes shot to his as he stroked her cheek, pushing her hair back over her ear as he gentled her. He knew just how to calm her, how to soothe her fears.
“We’ll go slow. I felt how tight you are. My guess is you don’t do this often.”
The roguish smile on his face brought an answering light to her own, though she could feel the heat of a blush in her cheeks. “Not often, no.”
He placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “I like hearing that more than I should.” He pulled back, letting her feel him. “For now, touch me, Lilly. We’ll take this one step at a time.”
She could feel the tension in his body and knew he was holding back for her. The very thought touched her deeply. He could easily overpower her in this position and take her, ready or not. More than one of her bedmates had been quick to take advantage when in similar situations, but not Luc. He was patient, and she sensed he would do his best to master his own needs while readying her to take him.
And there was a lot of him to take. Lilly marveled at the soft, rigid feel of him in her hands. He was like hot steel, just the tiniest bit pliable and scintillating. He would stretch her, to be sure, but as she grew accustomed to the look and feel of him, she wanted nothing more in the world than to know what his possession would feel like.
She moved up on his thighs, drawing closer to where they would join. “I want you, Luc. I’ve wanted you for a long time, if we’re being honest.”