Page 37 of His UnBearable Touch

She just wasn’t sure when she would convince him to give into it.

“Allegra.”

She breathed in the sound of her own name, tasted it from his lips, and then fed it back to him on the tip of her tongue as her hand slipped under his waistband.

His hips curled toward her as her hand traced the seam where the top of his thigh met the muscular curve of his backside.

Rolling onto his back he pulled her on top of him, guiding her until she straddled him on the bed.

When she started to sit up, he took her arms in his hands and pulled her down against him. He was tender but unwilling to let her go.

“Do you want my mark, Allegra? Do you want to belong to me forever?” He bit at her bottom lip, soothing the subtle scratch with his tongue. “Do you?”

She chased after his lips when he pulled away and found her breasts pressed tightly against his chest. With the gentle pressure and the sensual shift of her tank top against her skin, her nipples pinched tight and sent sparks of heat through her body.

He wouldn’t give her his lips until he got an answer, holding her in place as he moved, rolling his heat against hers as she sat trapped above him. “If you don’t, just say so.”

“Mark me, Valerio.” A breath heaved from her lungs and the movement sent more delicious sensations through her, pooling her heat deep between her thighs. “I don’t want to wait anymore.”

He moved, releasing her arms to slip his arms around her body, holding her securely against him.

Turning, he set his feet on the ground and stood.

Allegra sucked in a breath at the sudden change of position and lifted her legs to wrap them around his waist. As soon as she felt her ankles cross, she slid just the littlest bit and moaned.

Pressed tight against her core was the tip of his erection. It gave her a full feeling, even before he was inside of her.

He kept moving, his strides smaller than normal, but still with purpose.

When she heard the doorknob turning under his hand she tensed and waited. “Where… where are we going?”

“Trust me, Stellina?”

“Yes,” she answered him and felt his hands curve around to cup her backside and pull her tighter against his muscular form, “oh yes, I do.”

He closed the door behind them and kept walking.

Chapter Nine

She knew where they were the moment the elevator doors opened. The humid air and distant sounds of moving water spoke volumes.

She smiled and melted against him.

“If you want,” his voice was rough in her ear and she could hear how close his bear was to the surface, “I’ll take you back to bed.”

“But you brought me here,” she answered on a sigh, “under the trees.”

He dipped his head and pressed a kiss on her neck, nuzzling her skin against his nose, his cheek, his lips. “Under the stars.”

She took in a long breath and let it out, her hands moving up to his shoulders. “I just want to feel you all over me,” she admitted the truth to him. “I want you inside me, filling me up. As long as it’s you, Valerio, I don’t care where we are.”

She felt him move, a sudden twist of motion before she heard a flutter of cloth.

When he crouched down and laid her on her back she felt the finely woven cotton spread out under her body. She flushed and knew he could see the color rising in her skin.

“Mia bella,” he told her, “you’re beautiful.”

She bit her lip. Her natural reaction was to deny his words, but if he saw her as beautiful then she would see herself through his eyes. He protected her like she was made of glass. He kissed her as if she tasted better than champagne.

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