Page 12 of Expecting His Billion-Dollar Scandal
‘Everyone needs a little crazy now and again. Don’t talk. I can’t talk. I just...want you...’
Her whole body was trembling. So was his. He’d never felt anything like it before. He’d never felt thisneedbefore. It was like being in the grip of a tornado.
He came inside her in one deep, satisfying thrust. Her tightness encased him perfectly and he groaned and moved, deeper, feeling his shaft sinking into her wetness.
The sensation was so intense he wanted to pass out. There was no artistry in this lovemaking. It was frantic, driving and mind-blowing. She bucked underneath him, arching and stiffening and her short nails dug into his back. He came fast and hard. He could feel the swell and release as he pumped into her, sucking the wild energy out of him and leaving him breathing hard and deeply, shockingly sated.
‘Oh, God,’ he groaned. He lay flat on his back and shielded his eyes for a few seconds from the glare of the sun. Breathing normally was still a problem as his body came down from its high. ‘I’ve never been like that before.’ It was a struggle to think. ‘Was it...okay for you?’
‘More than okay,’ Cordelia whispered under her breath and he turned onto his side to look at her. She angled her body so that they were facing one another.
It was so beautifully warm and the sound of the water lapping against the sand was hypnotic.
‘If I could bottle this,’ she confessed with honesty, ‘then I would.’ She stroked his cheek and edged closer to kiss his chin. Her whole body was still thrumming from where he had entered her. She’d felt a twinge of discomfort but her body had been ripe and ready for his entry and the bigness of him inside her, the way he’d moved, had taken her to places she’d never dreamed existed. She’d felt the surge of his orgasm meshing with her own. Their bodies had been as one, united. She couldn’t wait to touch him again, to make love again.
How could they not when it had felt so good?
There were no alarm bells ringing in her head. She was on cloud nine and it was only when their eyes met that she wondered whether too much honesty about how much she’d enjoyed what had just happened between them might not be such a great idea.
‘Cordelia,’ Luca murmured, clasping her hand between his and pensively stroking her chin with his thumb. He sighed. ‘That was better than great.’
She beamed.
‘You have a smile that could light up a room,’ he said, distractedly.
‘Thank you. I don’t think anyone’s ever said that to me before.’
‘Maybe because there aren’t sufficient eligible men around here to notice it. But trust me, you have.’ He looked at her in silence for a few seconds. ‘What we did...we shouldn’t have done,’ he said bluntly, because beating round the bush had never been his thing. ‘I don’t know what happened. Things got out of hand. I...wanted you, wanted to feel myself in you. I was in the grip of...something bigger than common sense. I still don’t understand... It’s unheard of, if I’m being honest.’ He shook his head, genuinely bewildered. ‘I’m usually in control of...everything. I don’t get it.’
‘Of everything?’ Cordelia smiled, because what he was saying was music to her ears. ‘Is that possible?’
‘God, yes. I certainly have never lost control when it comes to sex, but I did this time and for that I apologise.’
‘Luca...don’t apologise. I...’I absolutely adored it, loved it, was blown away by it...‘I really enjoyed what we did.’
She’d never thought about what sex mightfeellike. She’d vaguely assumed that it was something that would happen sooner or later, when she found someone she actually wanted to date, someone she could envisage sharing her life with. That such a person hadn’t come along yet had not filled her with any sense of disappointment. Frankly, looking around at the nearby talent, she’d felt relieved that marriage and everything it entailed wasn’t high on her agenda because the choice of candidates for the post of potential life partner was lamentably non-existent.
Dreaming of the great, big world out there was a lot more fun.
And now...the great, big world had landed on her doorstep!
‘It’s not just about losing control,’ Luca said roughly. ‘I’m no good for you.’
‘What are you talking about?’
‘That was good sex.’ He decided that bringing it down to basics would kick the conversation off to a good start, put things in perspective for her. ‘Better than good,’ he amended. He thought back to the urgings that had prompted him to throw caution to the winds and taste, just for one wild moment, what it felt like to be inside her.Better than gooddidn’t come close to an adequate description. She’d been so unbelievably, fantastically tight around him. He frowned and focused.
‘But I need to remind you that this isn’t the start of...any kind of relationship. I’m not one of the local lads who’s going to come knocking on your father’s door to take you out on a date.’
‘I know that.’ She broke eye contact. The pulse in her neck was racing madly, and for some reason what he’d just said stung.She sat up abruptly and drew her knees up to her chin and stared out to sea. It was empty. No passing boats. No ship on the horizon. Nothing to make you think that you were anywhere but alone on an island in the middle of the ocean. When she glanced over her shoulder to him, it was to find him looking at her with pensive, brooding intensity.
It was a ridiculous conversation to have when they were both naked, she thought with a spurt of anger.
She felt suddenly vulnerable even though, lying there, he obviously couldn’t give a hoot whether he was clothed or not. She glanced down and immediately diverted her eyes. Erect or not, he was ridiculously impressive.
She felt her body jerk into uninvited reaction and clicked her tongue with annoyance because she’d just been given the brush-off, in so many words, and the last thing she should be doing by way of response was getting worked up all over again.
‘Do you?’
