Page 44 of Close Encounters of the Sexy Kind
She blinked, zeroing in on that statement as he had expected. “Otherprince? Are you tell meyouare a prince?”
“Yes. At least, I was in my homeland, prior to arriving in Golden Beach.”
“And your homeland is ...?”
“Aequoria.”
“Where is that?”
“That is difficult to explain accurately without a working knowledge of the Romuremulan solar system.”
Incredulous, Ryan gave him a narrow-eyed look. “What are you trying to say? That you’re not from this planet?”
“Precisely.”
She scowled and stood. “That’s it. I’m done.”
“You do not believe me.”
“No, I don’t,” she said, anger now radiating off her in waves. “Do you think I’m stupid?”
“Far from it. I am simply telling you the truth, as I said I would.”
“You know, if you’ve changed your mind about seeing me, just say so. You don’t have to make up some crazy story to get me to walk away.”
Unable to hold himself back any longer, Tiberius blocked her path to the door. “I have not changed my mind. In fact, I’ve never wanted you more than I do at this very moment. And you are not going anywhere.” He grasped her about the shoulders and lowered his mouth to hers. If she would not listen to reason, he would appeal to the more primitive part of her, the one that intrinsically recognized the divine connection between them.
She resisted at first, but then she quickly softened. Holding her in place with his body, he lowered his hand and fingered the hem of her slim skirt. Her breath caught when he lifted the edge and caressed her soft, smooth skin with the pads of his fingers.
Tiberius trailed kisses along her jawline and whispered, “You aremine, Ryan Winslet. Mine to pamper. Mine to protect. Mine to pleasure.”
“You can’t ...” Whatever else she was going to say was lost when he nipped her sensitive earlobe. She attempted to step back, but he wouldn’t allow it.
“It works both ways, sweet Ryan. As you are mine, so I am yours and yours alone. I can feel your desire. I can hear your thoughts. I know about the dream you had last night, becauseIinitiated it.”
She froze, stunned. He took the opportunity to push his hand higher, tracing along the outside of her toned thigh, upward to the curve of her ass. Palming one bare cheek, he squeezed. Then he lightly ran his fingers down her cleft.
“How could you ...?”
“I know every inch of this beautiful body, because I explored it with my lips and hands. I know how much you like it when my tongue swirls around the tips of those luscious breasts. I know what you sound like when you come hard around my cock.”
With one long finger, he pushed aside the tiny strip of material. With another, he curled and slid it along her wet, silken heat. Groaning, he then pressed his body closer, letting her feel exactly what her nearness did to him.
“That’s ... not ... possible.”
“Itispossible.”
He held her close as he stroked between her legs, relishing the way her hips moved in tiny movements, silently begging for more, while she curved her nails into his biceps. Tiberius gladly obliged, paying particular attention to the swollen bundle of nerves demanding his attention.
“You feel it, too, this divine connection between us. You cannot explain it, yet your soul cries out for mine even as your body craves the pleasure only I can provide.”
When her breathy moans nearly had him releasing in his slacks, he speared her with one finger, then two. No longer passive, she moaned softly and rode his fingers.
“Yes ...” He captured her mouth and mimicked the movements with his tongue. When her movements became frantic, he pressed his erection into her soft belly and curled his fingers deeper inside her channel, commanding the release she so desperately chased.
She tensed then cried out softly into his mouth as she climaxed all over his fingers.
He held her as her limbs shook with pleasure then went limp. He brought her down from her peak slowly with tender, gentle caresses.
“Mine.”
