Page 62 of Silk Shadow

He captured her mocha gaze and saw everything he was feeling mirrored there. A desperate desire that neither of them could hide any longer. She wanted this as much as he did.

They picked up the rhythm, eyes locked on each other. Viper found he was too scared to look away in case it broke the spell, but he was terrified that if he maintained eye contact, he’d betray himself and she’d see how he really felt about her.

The water rippled around them, slapping against the sides of the pool. Luckily, there was no one about, although he probably wouldn’t care at this point, even if there was.

He drove into her until she gasped and flung her head back, closing her eyes. Christ, she was beautiful. He’d fantasized about this moment and here she was, coming in all her glory in front of him.

Because of him.

He held her tight as she convulsed, her hips gyrating against his, her legs locked around his waist.

Her orgasm sent him flying over the edge, and he erupted inside her with a low growl. Scorching heat shot through his loins, and he swore he saw stars. He clutched her to him as he rode it out, absorbing every spasm of her body into his.

CHAPTER 26

Izzy clung to him until her body calmed down.

“Holy shit,” she whispered. “That was—" Words failed her.

“Yeah.” He slid out of her, gazing at her with something like awe.

She giggled, suddenly realizing she was naked. Where the hell had her bikini gone? He reached out and grasped it.

She gave an embarrassed laugh and took it from him. “Better put this on before I get out.” The pool was still deserted, but anyone could come along at any moment.

Izzy climbed out of the pool, her body still tingling. She’d never experienced anything so wanton or so exciting before. Not with anyone.

Now, here was a man whose clothes she really did want to rip off. And had. Literally.

Viper Morgan was everything she’d fantasized about. And more. No way would she ever forget this.

Lying down on the lounge chair, she watched him as he ducked under the water, then pulled himself out of the pool, not using the steps. Water glistened off his muscular body, already tanned from the Mexican sun.

Viper wasn’t traditionally good-looking like Phoenix, but he was rough and rugged and way sexier, in her opinion. She’d worked with enough tall, dark, and handsome model-types for their smooth, good looks to have lost their appeal.

No, thank you. She liked them a bit wild, a bit dangerous, a bit rough. And Viper was all those things.

The sun warmed her body, and as she basked in a post-coital haze, she didn’t know when she’d ever felt so relaxed. Or aroused. The look in Viper’s eyes made her feel like the sexiest girl on the planet.

He came over and sat down on the lounger beside her. “Careful you don’t burn.”

Was the sun shining? She hadn’t noticed.

Actually, he was right. The rays were still intensely hot, and without protection, she’d burn.

Reaching over, she grabbed a bottle from her bag. “Would you mind?”

His eyes blazed into hers. “Sure.”

She lay on her stomach while he rubbed the sunscreen on her back. His touch was gentle, but his hands were rough. She could feel the calluses and scar tissue. Even that was a turn-on. God, she was so hot for this guy.

He smoothed on the lotion, his hands fanning out over her shoulders and then down her sides to the small of her back. Heat radiated through her, and she barely managed not to squirm with excitement.

He squirted some more on her legs, the cold cream a stark contrast to the heat of the sun, or was it his hands? Long strokes, down her legs, then around her butt, to her inner thighs.

She moaned, unable to help it. God, she’d become this wanton woman, on fire for him. His hand slowed. “I think that side is done.”

His voice was throaty. Was he as turned on as she was?

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