Page 29 of Bound By Her Baby Revelation (Hot Winter Escapes)

‘Are you sure about this?’ Leo groaned against her mouth.

‘I’m sure,’ Kaya replied, her voice husky with desire. ‘I’ve wanted this. You do things to me too, and I don’t understand.’

‘Upstairs, Kaya, or else it’ll have to be right here.’

Kaya stood shakily and he swept her off her feet and carried her, moving fast, breathing hard.

They got to the top of the stairs and he stopped, leant against the wall and swivelled her so that she was straddling him, and he kissed her, long, hard and urgently. Her fingers were wild in his hair, pulling him into her as close as he could get, so that there wasn’t even an inch between them. She was shaking when they broke contact, and he was as well, shaking and barely holding on to control.

He pushed himself from the wall, still holding her.

She knew the house inside out, of course, but it still felt strange to be in his bedroom and to find herself in his bed.

Her head swam with images of them together on it, a swirling kaleidoscope of bodies moving as one, hot, sweaty and coming together.

Sex.The thing she’d always linked tolove, the thing that had no place in her life unless there was affection, commitment, a future planned... All this time waiting, dreaming her dreams and making her plans, and here she was—sex was all she could think about, all shewanted.

Without making any conscious decision, Kaya knew that she wasn’t going to breathe a word about her virginity. He’d run a mile if he knew that he was her first and the last thing she wanted this big, powerful man to do was run a mile.

He switched on the lamp by the bed and it cast a mellow glow through the room.

‘I want to see you,’ he said with a low, husky, shaky growl. ‘You don’t seem to have any idea how beautiful you are.’

He began undressing and she stared. The body underneath the clothing was so much more spectacular than all her fantasies put together: lean, muscular; he was the alpha male at the very peak of physical fitness. Even in the dim light she could make out the ripple of muscle and the tautness of his sinewy arms. He flung his clothes as he shed them on the ground, only extracting his wallet, which he dumped on the table by the bed.

‘You’re staring and I like it. Although not as much as I’d like to see you without anything on. But no, wait—allow me...’

Kaya swallowed hard as the reality of her inexperience hit her full-on. Any man who didn’t do commitment and warned women not to expect anything from him was not a man who would jump for joy at the prospect of sleeping with a virgin.

She swept aside that momentary thought and abandoned herself to the glide of his hands as he sank onto the mattress with her. He was still in his boxers but she could see the impressive bulge of his erection. His fingers on her bare skin as he began easing clothes off her had her gritting her teeth for fear of crying out loud with pleasure.

With erotic mastery, he nuzzled her thighs, his tongue licking while his teeth grazed the tender, sensitive skin. She was still wearing her cotton undies and he delicately eased the crotch to one side so that he could burrow into the soft down between her legs.

Kaya sank into the caress with a guttural moan of pure pleasure and weaved her fingers into his hair at the same time, parting her legs so that he could deepen his gentle touch.

He did. He pushed his hands, stretching the underwear under them and pulled it off her.

Cool air hit her but she felt as if she was on fire.

Fierce desire devoured her. Her breathing was rapid and thick and she could barely think straight. How could she, when this man was making her feel things she’d never dreamed possible? How could something that had nothing to do with love feel so good?

She let herself get swept along on a tide of passion. She arched back as he followed the contours of her long, slender body with his tongue, from the delicate hollow of her belly button to the soft outline of her ribs, until that devastating trail ended with her breasts, with her nipples. Somewhere along the line she had kicked off the underwear and ditched her bra, but she wasn’t quite sure when, because she was in a hot daze.

‘Please,’ she begged. Her eyes were dark and drowsy when they met his and he smiled at her.

‘I want to enjoy you,’ Leo murmured huskily.

But how much longer could he withstand the onslaught on his senses? he wondered. She was driving him crazy. The complexity of this situation...the confusion of a pursuit he had never experienced and hadn’t expected...made the taste of her, now that she was lying naked in his bed, all the sweeter.

His prized self-control had vanished in a puff and now, touching her... The feel of her moving under him and against him...

He’d died and gone to heaven.

He nuzzled her breasts and suckled on her brown nipples, and couldn’t seem to get enough. Her skin was warm and, as he touched, she wriggled, moaning and sighing, her body slippery and supple under his hands.

The guy who had always prided himself on his artistry when it came to the pleasurable business of having sex was shaking, and in danger of losing his grip and coming before he could sink into her, which was where he wanted to be—deep inside her, filling her up.

Every little whimper of pleasure leaving her lips took him closer and closer to the edge. He cupped the dampness between her thighs with his big hand and inserted his fingers into her, stroking slowly, and loving her wetness.

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