Page 23 of Shy Innocent In The Spotlight

Mack kissed his way from her mouth down the side of her neck, his lips and tongue teasing her sensitive flesh into a frenzy of want. She tilted her head to one side, shivering and gasping with delight as his tongue caressed the shell of her ear. ‘Your skin is so soft...’ he said in a husky voice that was like a caress all of its own. ‘So soft and fragrant, I think I’m becoming addicted to it.’

‘I think I’m developing my own addiction,’ she said, stepping on tiptoe to press a kiss to his lips. ‘I can’t seem to get enough of your mouth.’

He made another guttural sound and deepened the kiss with a commanding thrust of his tongue, the sensations rioting through her body until she was quaking with need. The kiss went on and on, an exchange of passion that fired every nerve of her body into excitement. Warm humid heat pooled in her core, her lower spine trembled, her breasts tingled, her breathing became laboured.

He raised his mouth from hers, his own breathing heavy, and, kicking open the bedroom door with one foot, he led her to the bed. He ran his hands down the sides of her body, his touch light but electric. ‘Are you sure about this? It’s not too late to change your mind.’

Elspeth gripped the front of his shirt with both of her hands, her lower body pressed tightly against his. ‘I’m not changing my mind. I want you. And from what I can tell, you want me too.’

He gave a wry smile and grasped her hips once more. ‘It’s not like I can hide it.’ He brought his mouth back to hers in a long drugging kiss, his tongue playing with hers in a sexy tango that made her blood sing through her veins. Heat bloomed between her thighs, hot damp primal heat that threatened to engulf her. He began to remove her clothes, slowly, gently, anointing her naked skin with his lips and tongue as he went. He left her in just her underwear, his gaze running over her hungrily. ‘Your turn.’

Elspeth worked at his clothes but she was trembling so much with need it became almost beyond her capability. ‘How do they make this look so darn easy in the movies?’ she said, fumbling with his shirt buttons.

Mack smiled and finished the job for her, hauling the shirt to one side. His chest was broad and toned and lightly dusted with rough hair. He had a light tan and flat dark brown nipples. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks and stood in just his jeans. ‘Think you can manage the rest?’

Elspeth disguised a gulp and went for the fastener on his jeans. ‘I’ll give it a go.’ Her fingers tingled as soon as she touched his hard, flat abdomen, heat racing up her arm like a live current. She lowered his zip and ran an exploratory finger across the tented bulge of his arousal. ‘Wow, pretty impressive.’

He cupped one side of her face in his hand. ‘Don’t be nervous. I’ll go slowly.’

His gentle tone made it hard for her to keep her emotions out of the situation. ‘I’m not nervous. I want you.’

‘I want you too.’ He spoke the words against her lips, then kissed her deeply again. His hands lowered the straps of her bra, then he unclipped the fastener at the back and it fell away to the floor. He lifted his mouth off hers to gaze at her nakedness, his pupils flaring. ‘You’re so beautiful.’

‘Small, you mean.’

‘Beautiful.’ He brought his mouth to her right breast, his lips soft and yet like fire on her flesh. His tongue traced around her nipple in a fiery pathway, making her shudder with delight. He took her nipple in his mouth and drew on it gently, the tingling sensation making her toes curl and her spine loosen. He moved to her other breast, exploring it in the same exquisite detail, sending shivers through her body.

His hand moved down to cup her most intimate flesh. The sensation of his warm palm against her, even through the barrier of lace, was nothing short of electrifying. She moved instinctively against his hand, yearning for more contact. He stroked a lazy finger down the seam of her body, a light, teasing touch that sent a shock wave through her. The come-and-play-with-me motion of his finger created a firestorm in her flesh and she groaned out loud.

‘More...oh, please, more...’

Mack peeled away her knickers and she stepped out of them. She would have overbalanced if he hadn’t had hold of her. His eyes were dark and lustrous with want and he drank his fill of her, his breathing rate escalating. ‘I can’t take my eyes off you.’

‘As long as your hands are on me as well, I don’t mind what you do with your eyes.’ Elspeth pressed a hot kiss to his mouth, pushing herself against him, aching for him in a way she hadn’t thought possible. A burning ache that heated her flesh to boiling point. He returned the kiss with a deep groan, his lips and tongue wreaking further havoc on her already dazzled senses.

She was impatient to touch him skin on skin and so, with a boldness she hadn’t thought she possessed, she peeled his underwear from his lean hips. She touched him and was rewarded with a deep groan of pleasure that seemed to come right from the centre of his body. It emboldened her to be more daring. She stroked his powerful length, a vicarious thrill of pleasure passing through her own body at the feel of him under the pads of her fingers. He was velvet-wrapped steel, potent and yet strangely vulnerable. She wrapped her fingers around him and squeezed and he sucked in a harsh-sounding breath, a shudder of pleasure visibly rippling through him.

‘You’re a natural at this,’ he said.

‘I don’t know about that... I’m just feeling my way here.’

‘Feel away.’

Elspeth ran her thumb over the head of his erection where some pre-ejaculatory fluid had formed. ‘You really do want me, don’t you?’ Her voice came out in breathless wonder.

‘Like I said, I can’t hide it.’ He pressed her down on the bed, stopping only long enough before joining her to get a condom. He applied it with a complete lack of self-consciousness and she wondered if he had lost count of the times he had performed the task with other lovers. She was annoyed with herself for thinking about his life as a playboy. What did she care about any of that? He was here with her at this moment, not with anyone else. That was all that mattered.

He came down beside her on the bed and stroked his hand down from her waist to her thigh and back again. ‘Are you still okay with this? We can stop at any point.’

Elspeth traced around his sculptured mouth with a slow-moving finger. ‘I’m okay. I want this. I want you. This is what I believe is called enthusiastic consent.’

‘I wouldn’t settle for anything less.’ His tone had a note of gravity in it that assured her of his nobleness all over again. Playboy he might be, but he wasn’t the sort of man who felt entitled to a woman’s body. He was respectful and considerate and Elspeth was glad beyond measure that he was going to be her first lover.

‘I know that,’ she said, running her finger across his fuller lower lip. ‘That’s why you’re the perfect person to coach me.’

He captured her hand and pressed a kiss to the end of her finger, his gaze holding hers in an intimate lock that sent a frisson through her body. ‘I don’t want to hurt you.’ His voice was low and husky.

‘You won’t.’

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