Her hip encountered his firm, heavy erection. She longed to touch him. He kept her wrists at her back, however, and she had no choice but to drown in mounting heat and pleasure. He transferred his attention to her other breast, sucking her into the heat of his mouth, lashing her nipple with his tongue, pulling on her gently until she moaned in a fever of desire.
He lifted his head and caught her mouth in a ravishing kiss. The sound of the hot water pounding on the floor drowned out her heart drumming in her ears, but her pulse throbbed madly at her throat as she kissed Eric back for all she was worth. He touched her hip, and then her pelvic bone, watching her through narrowed eyelids as his wet fingers slid over the juncture of her thighs, parting the folds of
her sex. His fingers belonged to a surgeon to be sure; they were gentle, firm and astonishingly accurate.
Her eyes sprung wide as he played her most sensitive flesh.
He continued to watch her face as though fascinated by what he saw there. His finger circled and stroked until Colleen grew light-headed. He captured her whimper with his mouth, kissing her while he stroked her and pleasure surged and mounted, delicious and inescapable. The tension he wrought with his talented fingers broke.
He caught her against him as pleasure splintered through her, eating her moans of release as though he was starved and he found them delicious.
She leaned against him, panting. She felt like she’d been turned inside out. He released her wrists and shut the water off. The cool air flowing in through the opened shower door didn’t make her shiver this time.
Colleen wondered if she’d ever be cold again.
“Thank you,” she murmured a moment later when Eric finished drying her off hastily with a towel. He merely swiped the same towel across his face, neck and belly before he cursed under his breath and tossed it aside. She smiled when he swept her into his arms, and suddenly they were once again in his bedroom.
“Do you make a habit of carrying women around?” she asked as he lowered her to the bed. She was so relaxed, hot and aroused, the luxurious bedding felt decadent.
“Never. You’re the first. You bring out the caveman in me, apparently,” he said, sounding a little grim as he searched for a condom in the bedside table. He couldn’t move quickly enough for Colleen, and himself, either, from the look of his strained expression. He came down over her. His hard, lean muscles sliding against her only increased her sense of voluptuous luxury, like she was drowning in the rich, sensual world Eric had created for her. She felt as if she could melt right into the mattress…melt right into him…meld with him in a blazing, furious blast of need.
It seemed like the most natural, the most exciting thing in the world when he slid into her, fusing their flesh. She gasped at the intensity of his possession, pleasure mingling with intense, nearly untenable friction.
“Eric,” she grated out between clenched teeth, because he was filling her now, overfilling her, stretching the very limits of her consciousness. “It feels—”
“Please say it feels incredible, because it so does,” he gasped, sounding a little crazed.
“It feels incredible,” she whispered.
Then he began to move, and it was as if a million pieces fell into perfect alignment. He stared down at her, his biceps bulging tight as he held himself off her. Sensations barraged her consciousness. His strokes were firm, demanding and smooth, but they caused an electric friction inside her. She was hot and melting, but she somehow needed more…more of Eric, more heat, more pressure. She was so greedy, she wanted to explode with it.
How could she have lived for so long without this divine experience?
She reached for his hips, adding her own strength to his forceful possession. He clenched his teeth and took her harder, their joining growing frantic. She met his gaze before she tipped into an abyss of pleasure.
“You’re mine.” His proclamation was simple, powerful…surreal.
Pleasure wracked her in waves. She felt him succumb at the very core of her being. His growl of release sounded primal…thrilling. She held him against her, feeling his shudders mingling with her own.
“Absolutely amazing,” he murmured as he stroked her belly. Morning sunlight glowed behind the creamy draperies and streamed around the edges. They’d made love for a better part of the night, pausing to touch, talk and laugh in the interludes. Despite the fact that he probably had only slept a total of two hours, Eric felt energized and fantastic—better than he ever remembered feeling in his life.
He couldn’t seem to keep his hands off Colleen. As a physician, the human body was his specialty. He’d learned a measure of objectivity when it came to his assessment of physical beauty. But there was something about Colleen’s nudity that brought out the opposite of logic in him. She was like poetry set to flesh, all feminine curves and long, graceful limbs and beguiling stretches of smooth, silky skin. It pleased him beyond belief to find new spots where his hand fit perfectly, to seek out new patches of skin that made her breath catch and her eyes glaze with desire.
“What’s absolutely amazing?” she asked after a stretched few seconds. He’d found yet another sweet spot on her side between two ribs, fracturing her attention for a moment. He leaned down to add a kiss to his tribute, and she shivered beneath his mouth. He smiled and raised his head.
“That. You’re entire body is like a live wire.”
Two spots of vivid color bloomed in her cheeks. “I…I’m sorry. I can’t seem to help it…the shivering, I mean.”
His smile faded. “Why are you apologizing? It’s incredible.” When she just stared at him, her blush deepening, he shook his head in disbelief. “I’m serious. What man wouldn’t be thrilled having such a responsive woman in his bed? You make me feel like some kind of a god when I’m just touching you.”
A small smile shaped her mouth. “You are so full of it.”
He breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t entirely believe him about how intensely sexy he found her, but at least she’d relaxed enough to smile. He leaned down and kissed her, taking his time, relishing every nuance of her soft, fragrant mouth. He felt himself stir with arousal, even though they’d just finished making love minutes ago.
Her effect on him was unprecedented.
“Nicest surprise…of my life to see you standing…at my front doorstep last night,” he told her between kisses a moment later. “What made you come?”