Page 38 of Unbuttoning Her Brooding Boss

He smiled a promising smile that was more than a touch wicked. ‘I’ll satisfy you until you can’t scream a second longer.’

‘Then you’d better get on with it.’

She walked to the bed and climbed onto it, stretching out in the very middle of the wide, white expanse. Her heart hammered as she watched him divest himself of the last of his clothing. Then, fully naked and arrestingly handsome, he walked about the room, taking the time to light a couple of the candles that had been placed in discreet corners. The scent was fresh and subtle. With no hesitation he opened a drawer and pulled out a box of condoms.

Stephanie’s mouth dried as she watched him sheath his rigid length. She could only watch, awed at the beauty of him.

The candles were perfectly positioned to reveal the shadows and angles of his hewn body. The ache inside her intensified. Despite those two orgasms, she had more energy pent up in her body than ever.

Strong and hungry—she wanted his total touch. She wanted to feel him flush against her—bared, bucking against her.Intoher.

She let herself fall into sensuality. Not caring about anything but gleaning every last drop of pleasure to be had with him this one night.

He paused to gaze at her. ‘You’re beautiful.’

Wordless, she shook her head slightly. ‘It’s the make-up.’

‘It’s your eyes—not what’s painted on their lids. Anyway, the make-up is...’ He chuckled. ‘Smudged.’

‘I havepanda eyes?’she mock shrieked. ‘Is that what you’re telling me? And that’sbeautiful!You want to bonk abear?’

He threw back his head and laughed.

She went to move, only he grabbed her and stopped her, falling with her back onto the bed. In that instant she no longer cared about her looks, only about what she was feeling.

‘No, don’t move—don’t spoil it. Let me...’ With his thumbs he wiped gently under each eye, then held them up to show her the faintest marks of black. ‘Not so panda, really.’

That there was humour in this intensity just made her want him more.

He trailed his fingertips down her arms, following the movement with a hot gaze. She knew that he, like her, was willing to lose himself in touch. In sensation. To make the most of this moment. It was only about physical delight and satisfaction.

There would be only this. Nothing beyond. No repercussions. Only the decadence ofnow.And there was no room to dwell on anything but the sheer perfection of pleasure.

The mattress was depressed slightly as he knelt over her. She shimmied down, reaching out with her arms. There was only this simplicity now. Only this connection. The glorious freedom to touch-—to taste. To take her pleasure in him.

And she did. Sweeping her widespread hands over his skin, drawing him closer, kissing every available part of him. Until he growled and rolled, pinning her. Placing her just where he wanted.

Whereshewanted.

She gasped as he entered her with a fierce, sudden thrust. Closing her eyes to absorb the ferocity of the pleasure engulfing her, she moaned. Breathless, uncontrollable moans of overwhelmed delight.

‘Tight...’ He too sucked in a breath. ‘You okay?’

Oh...She couldn’t think enough to answer him... could only feel. And it felt so good.

‘Stephanie?’

The edge to his tone penetrated her sensual fog.

‘It’s been a while...’ She couldn’t bear to meet his eyes. It had beensolong. And in truth there’d only been the once, with the one man. And it hadn’t been very good. She’d never lost herself like this. She stilled, embarrassed. ‘Sorry.’

‘Don’t be sorry.’ He half groaned, his breath hissing between his clenched teeth. ‘You sure I’m not hurting you?’

‘No... So good...’ She muttered half-sentences in reassurance. ‘Feel fantastic...’

She shifted her hips—only a tiny amount, because she was so full and he was so heavy. But she ached for him to move.

‘Look at me,’ he growled.

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