Page 20 of An Heir Made In Hawaii (Hot Winter Escapes)

Nicholas pushed himself up and ran his eyes over her. She forced herself to lie there, to not reach for the sheet or a pillow. The almost savage expression of male satisfaction on his face eased her tension, rekindled some of her earlier feminine confidence. Slowly, she shifted her hips, smiled as fire flared in his gaze. Testing, taunting, she trailed one hand down her side, over her ribs, then teasing the hem of her panties.

Thunder rumbled, making the crystals of the chandelier above the bed shake. Rain started to fall again, a faint drumming that crescendoed into a roar. It was either that or the clamor of her heartbeat as Nicholas lowered himself back down and kissed his way from her lips down her neck, over her breasts, her belly and then lower still. He traced his tongue along the scalloped lace of her underwear. She trembled as anticipation pulsed in her, making her body feel as light as air.

He reached up, pulled her panties down over her thighs, her calves, kissing her legs as he did.

And then she was completely naked before him.

“You’re still wearing clothes.”

“Astute observation.” He shot her a wicked grin as he settled his body between her thighs.

Her core throbbed as she watched him lower his head.

“It’s not fair.”

“Life’s not fair,” he replied as he pressed a kiss to her inner thigh.

“But...” Her words trailed off as he kissed higher, closer to her most sensitive skin. Nerves fluttered in her belly.

He glanced up at her. The sight of his dark head between her legs filled her with a perplexing tangle of apprehension and desire.

“What’s wrong?”

“I...” She swallowed hard. “Just a little nervous. No one’s ever kissed me...there. Before.”

“No one?”

Another shiver wracked her body, one that left her weak at the possessive gleam in his eyes.

“No.”

He watched her, waited, gave her time to tell him to stop. When she didn’t, he lowered his head.

Pleasure speared through her, hot and so delicious it made her tremble. Her hands fisted in the sheets, moved restlessly as he kissed her, teased her until she was sure she was going to scream if he didn’t dosomething.

And then he did, his tongue doing wicked things as he licked and stroked and loved her with every touch. Her hands moved down, her fingers tangling in his hair once more as she pulled him against her. The lightness in her grew, pulsing hotter, brighter until she could barely stand the sensation but dear God, she couldn’t ask him to stop, not now, not when she was so close.

He pressed his lips to her. She cried out his name as the lightness in her burst. Her hips bowed off the bed as her entire body hummed with pleasure. He gentled his caresses but didn’t stop, not until she dropped onto the bed, her body limp and trembling.

Thunder rumbled again, softer this time but more potent, the sound rolling through her body. Dimly, she heard the rustle of clothing, the rip of a wrapper. She opened her eyes to see Nicholas standing by the bed, gloriously naked as he slid a condom onto his hard length. She stretched her arms above her head, a satisfied smile crossing her face as he watched her every move with obsessive precision.

“You’re very handsome, Nicholas.”

He smiled down at her. “Thanks.”

“I mean it.” She rolled onto her side and let her eyes drift over his broad shoulders, the defined muscles of his abdomen, the tapered waist and thick thighs. “It’s a little unfair that you have an actual six-pack, but given our circumstances tonight, I’m choosing to be grateful instead of jealous.”

He stared at her for a moment before throwing his head back to laugh.

“How did I not see you before?”

Confused by the comment, she tilted her head. Then her bemusement disappeared as he wrapped one hand around his erection and stroked. Aroused, pleasure still sparkling through her, she rose up on her knees and beckoned for him to come closer.

He stalked toward her. Her body shuddered, eager to feel his naked skin against hers.

Except he stopped a foot away from the bed, still running his fist up and down his long, thick length. When she reached for him, he stepped out of reach and chuckled at her soft growl of frustration.

“Next time.”

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