Page 111 of Raul
“God, that sounds wonderful,” he said, pressing a kiss where her neck met her shoulder and sending a delicious shiver through her body.
She could feel his erection under her thighs, and she wanted nothing more than to have him inside her. She scanned the shore, seeing no structures and no people.
“This is a very private island,” she said, tugging at the hem of her cover-up.
He stopped her by seizing her wrists. “You’re injured.”
“They’re just scratches.” She rocked her hips against his cock. “And I’m desperate.”
He gave a choked groan. “Mi amor,I don’t want to cause you pain.”
Too late for that, but he was making up for it fast. “You will cause me nothing but pleasure. Just don’t put your hand on my right side.”
“You must promise to tell me if I hurt you,” he said as he released her wrists but took the fabric himself. “Hold up your arms.”
He peeled her dress up so slowly, she nearly yanked it out of his hands. After he lifted it off, his gaze went to the white bandage on her rib cage, now covering only the two deepest lacerations. He feathered his fingertip over the faint bruising around the edges. “Such terrible marks on your beautiful skin.” Guilt underpinned his words.
“I consider them a badge of honor,” she said. “Even better than your tattoo because they came from the real thing.”
That made him smile as he shook his head. “My tattoo was quite sore for about a week.”
“Stop coddling me.” She felt around the back of her neck for the cord that held up the two triangles of her pink bikini top. Holding up one end, she said, “Pull on this right now.”
He hesitated only a moment before twisting the gold cord around his finger. “How can I deny the request of such a brave woman?” He tugged gently.
She could feel the bow securing her top begin to come undone, and she had a hard time breathing as he continued to pull. Suddenly, the bow released, and the fabric and cord slithered down her chest to leave her breasts exposed.
“Tan hermosas!”he breathed before reaching around to yank out the lower bow so the top fell off completely.
“Now you.” She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and off when he lifted his arms, quashing a wince when the bandage adhesive tugged at her skin. The dragon cavorted up his rib cage as she ran her palms over his bare chest, making him throw back his head and groan.
And then his hands were cupping her breasts, his thumbs pressing against her nipples so sensation seared down like ropes of lightning to turn liquid between her thighs.
She arched into his touch as she slid her hands lower to stroke his cock through his shorts.
“Ay, mi amor!I love this bikini.” He yanked open the two ties that held on the bikini bottom at the same time so she was naked.
She unbuttoned his shorts and jerked down the zipper, reaching in to free his cock. “Condom?” she asked, knowing he would have one.
He whipped one out of his back pocket, tore open the packet with his teeth, and handed it to her. “I want you to put it on me.”
She gave him a wicked smile and began to roll it on very, very slowly, feathering her fingers over his warm, rigid cock until the tendons in his neck began to stand out as he held on to his control. Finally, it was all the way on.
He seized her hips and lifted her so her thighs were on either side of his, the tip of him teasing her clit. He shifted and then thrust his hips upward hard, seating himself deep inside her.
The delicious suddenness of it sent a tremor of orgasm through her, but she fought it down. She wanted them to come together in this first time of being joined in their hearts as well as their bodies.
“You are so wet, so ready for me,” he said, withdrawing and thrusting again.
Another shudder of near orgasm shook her.
“Wait!” she panted. “Hold still for a moment.”
She wound her arms around his neck, crushing her breasts against the warm, solid wall of his chest. And then, while they were joined in the most intimate, physical way possible, she kissed him with all the love that had been bottled up inside her.
His cock moved inside her when he slid his arms ever so carefully around her back, pulling her even closer as he kissed her in return. Yet, in contrast to the passionate, erotic tangling of their bodies, their kisses were sweet and gentle, speaking from the heart.
“I can’t believe I almost lost you,” Raul whispered against her mouth. “Through my own stupidity.”
