His low, deep growl had her craning around again to see him. His heavy-lidded eyes were black with desire. Even he couldn’t control his breathing.
And then, he started moving and the exhilaration had her murmuring his name like a prayer. “Sin, Sin, Sin. You feel so good. Go deeper.” She dropped down another inch and he sunk in further.
She closed her eyes, the euphoria traveling through her, stimulating her with constant delight. He pounded her again and again, his pace increasing. When he reached around and fondled her tender clit, waves of ecstasy exploded from the depths of her sex. She cried out, yielding to all the pleasure he was bringing her.
After he slowed to a stop, he pulled out. “I need to see you when I come. Roll onto your back.”
She loved the steadiness in his commands. How he told her want he wanted, what he needed.
Lying on her back, she was desperate to feel his weight on her, to run her fingers over his beautiful skin, to stare into those magnetic eyes.
He laved her nipples, slowly at first, and then he nipped her hard nibs. She squirmed beneath him, but when he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked, she murmured, “So good. I love that so much.”
Her whimpers were drowned by his growls. She couldn’t stop shaking, couldn’t stop running her hands over his sculpted shoulders and bulging biceps. The kiss that followed was all passion. With tongues and teeth lashing and crashing against one another, her stroking intensified and their moans grew louder. Then, he broke away panting, his eyes pinned on hers.
“I need to fuck you, deep.” Reaching down, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders.
Though flying high and feeling drunk out of her mind, she gave in to a smile. She had loved when he fucked her like that at The Dungeon. As soon as he draped her calves over him, he slid back inside her.
“Fuck me.” Her voice had dropped, the grittiness of her command beyond sexy. “Fuck me hard.”
The intensity in her eyes made him growl. He thrust, deeply, and she cried out. “Yes. More.”
Her orgasm had unleashed her inner wild. He gave her what she asked for. She was his for the taking and he took her again and again and again. With each thrust, he got harder and closer to coming.
Her jagged breath roared in his ears. Pleasure pounded through him.
“I love you inside me and I want to feel you let go,” she whispered.
Her words were his tipping point, his release flooding him with unlimited pleasure. This woman wasn’t just hot; she was a raging inferno. Her power and strength was the perfect match for his, her needs equally intense.
Stilling, he stared into her eyes.
“That was worth waiting for,” she said with a relaxed smile.
“You were worth waiting for.”
As he started to withdraw, she murmured, “Don’t leave me.”
I won’t ever leave you.
“I want you to be comfortable.” He raised up and moved his arms so she could lower her legs off his shoulders. “Are you okay? Do you need me to rub your hamstrings?”
“I feel fantastic. You?”
He planked over her and dropped a long kiss on her lips. “Welcoming in the New Year with you never felt so damn good.” He dipped his head and continued kissing her until her mouth curved into a smile.
As they stared into each other’s eyes, she caressed his shoulder, brushed tender fingers through his hair. Her soothing touch was addictive. It was as if she had the ability to see inside his soul…to the real Sinclair Develin.
“I wish I didn’t like you so damn much,” she said, breaking the silence.
“Well, you do, woman, so get used to it.”
She leaned up, kissed him. “Cocky.”
“You know I feel the same way.”
“I do now,” she said. “Come and shower with me.”
One more kiss before they left the warm bed.
“This is fancy,” she said as they walked into the spacious bathroom.
A vanity with double sinks lined one wall and a crystal chandelier hung over the two-person Jacuzzi. Beside it stood an oversized shower with two showerheads. An open door revealed a private area equipped with a toilet and a bidet.
She unpinned her hair while he cleaned himself off.
“The management company stocked the fridge,” he said. “We can stay for the weekend or leave in the morning. Your call.”
He spoke it matter-of-factly, but, when he flipped on the shower, she came up behind him and hugged him, then kissed his back. “Look who’s spoiling who now.”
He turned, held her close. “I’ve got eyes on the house, so we should be safe. But we’ve got to stay vigilant.”
They stepped into the shower. Instead of using the second sprayer, she stood beside him, caressing his arms, his back. He turned and her mouth found his, their passion turning as hot as the water that sluiced them.
Then, the incendiary embrace gave way to soft pecks and tender caresses. A smile passed between them. This was the first real chance either of them had to exhale.
Breaking away, he lathered his hands. Then, he took his time to appreciate every beautiful inch of her, running his sudsy fingers over her luscious body. When finished, he pressed a kiss to her temple. Being with Evangeline made his blood pump faster and his determination soar.
She pampered him with delicate caresses and kisses while she soaped his body. Taking her time, she massaged his tight shoulders and back muscles. He released a long moan. “You feel so good.”
“I love touching you,” she murmured.
When she finished, she rinsed him off and pressed her lips to his. Her bedroom eyes drew him closer, her beautiful mouth a constant temptation. How in the hell could he ever let this amazing woman go?
I can’t.
He turned off the shower and they dried each other before dressing in the plush robes hanging in the large walk-in closet. Threading her fingers through his, she led him into the bedroom, opened the French doors and walked onto the balcony that overlooked the jet-black ocean. They stood in silence, the waves crashing on the sand, the cold air invigorating him. A moment passed before she leaned up and kissed his cheekbone.
“I’d like to talk about our kink.”
He waited.
“I went to The Dungeon on the dare of a curious friend. For the year I was there, I only played with you.”
Information he already knew, so he stayed silent.
“I’m a control freak in all things, but there was something about you that made me want to relinquish that and play with you. The sensory deprivation is fun, but it’s not something I need.”
“Understood.”
“I’d never told anyone about my inability to climax, but I confided in you. I believed you could help me…and you did. When intercourse became part of our kink, I told myself it was to enhance the experience, but I…” She faced the ocean and a biting breeze blew through them. He pulled her close to warm her. “I looked forward to our time together because it was you. The kink was secondary.” Pausing, she inhaled a deep breath. “If the scenes are something you need, I’m all in. Yes, I’m uptight and overly tense because of everything that’s going on, but…” She turned to face him. “I have no trouble coming with you.” She shot him a little smile. “You know how to push all my buttons, Sinclair Develin. All of them.”