Page 95 of Modern Romance Collection December 2024 Books 5-8

Her eyes when they found his were so blue it hurt.

But this was the kind of pain Apostolis enjoyed.

Indulging the first of a series of near-ungovernable urges, he sank his hands deep into her hair. And allowed himself, for a moment, to catalog nothing.

Tofeel,first and foremost.

Because her hair was a warm silk, flowing over his hands. And when he curled his fingers, her head angled back, giving him access to the fine line of her throat. He skated his lips over her jaw, then found the throb of her pulse.

And he wasn’t sure which one of them groaned as she moved her hips against him, but the pleasure that shot through him was almost too intense to bear. Apostolis was certain it was the same for her.

Keeping one hand buried in all that hair, he used his other hand to smooth its way to the jut of her breasts, reaching between them to snap open the fastener to her bra. He tossed it aside and then, at last, helped himself to the plump curves he had only imagined before. He used his thumb to gently abrade one nipple while he set his mouth to the other. And he made sounds of appreciation as she melted against him, arching her back the way he’d imagined she would—to press her breasts into his mouth, his hand.

To stoke the fire that burned white-hot in both of them.

She was rocking herself against him, making greedy little noises in the back of her throat with every tug on each of her proud nipples. And Apostolis felt the exact moment that she stiffened—

Then cried out as she began to shake against him.

Losing herself so completely that he actually questioned, for a too-long moment—if he could keep himself under control.

And he still had his trousers on.

He held her as she shook, whispering nonsense words in Greek as he kissed his way back up the length of her body, and combed his fingers through her hair again. He moved it back from that flawless face of hers, marveling at her beauty the way he always did.

But tonight he admired her fire even more.

And when she opened her eyes to look at him again, her eyes were a shade of blue so brilliant he should have been blinded.

Apostolis thought he felt a kind of scar begin to form, deep inside him.

He kissed her again, slowly. Deeply.

Taking his time, and mindful of that scar and her fire, he began to pour all the intensity and tension inside of him into her mouth. He rolled her over while he did it, so he could set himself to the sweet task of stripping the panties she wore from her body, a filmy little bit of lace that he tossed aside.

This time, when he made his way down her body, he gave her gorgeous breasts only the most cursory attention before he traveled on. He enjoyed the indentation of her waist before her hips flared out again. He took a detour to the shallow delight that was her navel.

And then, at last, making his way down between her legs, he found that she was even prettier than he’d expected she would be, lush and ready.

She was shaking, though it was not the same kind ofshaking apartas before, more’s the pity.

“Apostolis—”

But something was growling in him as he shifted her legs wide open so he could wedge his shoulders in between her thighs. He let her legs dangle there over his back, and then he bent down, slid his hands over the sweet, soft curves of her bottom, and wasted no time licking his way deep into her. As if he was trying to eat her alive.

Maybe he was.

Because there were no words, there was only this.

The sweet truth of who she was. The salt of her, the tart delight.

The way she lifted herself to meet his mouth. The way her shaking changed again to something more rhythmic, a sultry circle of her hips. When he glanced up, she looked like a goddess. Her arms were thrown back over her head, her back was arched up, and her lips were parted as if she couldn’t quite take in the glory of what was happening.

Neither could he.

Apostolis built this fire carefully and thoroughly.

And when he was ready, he threw a little gas on it, using his teeth against her most sensitive center, and she screamed.

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