Gregorio hesitated no longer and moved in closer to Lia, his hands moving up to cup her cheeks as he lifted her face, his gaze holding hers as he slowly lowered and tilted his head to claim her lips with his own.
Soft lips parted slightly beneath his as he continued to kiss her. Tasting. Sipping. Lia’s hands moved up to grasp hold of his wrists and she moved up on tiptoe to increase the pressure of her lips against his.
Gregorio felt as if he had been in a constant state of arousal for days...weeks—which he had—and now he was actually kissing Lia again he never wanted to stop.
His arms moved about her waist and he pulled her body in tight against the hardness of his as he deepened the kiss. His tongue swept lightly across and then between her lips to enter the welcoming heat beyond.
It felt as if he was inside Lia as she sucked his tongue in deeper still, her cheeks hollowing around his invading tongue in a parody of how it would feel to have him thrusting between her thighs. Hot and wet, and oh-so-good.
Gregorio gave a groan and began to stroke his tongue in and out of her mouth, his arousal throbbing hot and heavy in response as he placed his hands on Lia’s bottom and pulled her body in even tighter against his own.
Lia gave a low moan, her breathing ragged as she felt the length of Gregorio’s arousal pressing against the softness of her abdomen. Heat built between her thighs in response. Her nipples felt hard as unripe berries, and achingly sensitive against the restricting lace of her bra.
She pressed in closer still as she released Gregorio’s wrists to slide her hands up his chest, until her fingers became entangled in the dark and silky hair at his nape. She couldn’t seem to get close enough—she wanted more, ached for so much more.
Gregorio broke the kiss to trail his lips hotly down the arched column of her throat. ‘Can I stay?’ he asked throatily. ‘Please, Lia, let me—’
‘Yes.’
She didn’t even allow him to finish. She didn’t want to talk—she wanted...wanted...him. She wanted Gregorio, and the mindless pleasure she already knew they would have together.
David had been her only lover to date, and Lia had always assumed that her lack of orgasm was a fault on her part, not his. Had thought that they needed time to adjust and become accustomed to each other in that way. That pleasure would come with the physical familiarity of being married to each other.
But just a few minutes of being in Gregorio’s arms, of having his lips and hands on her, and Lia felt as if she was about to spontaneously combust. As if something inside her was about to burst free, taking her to a place she had never been before.
‘I said yes.’ She frowned as Gregorio continued to
look at her searchingly.
‘Are you going to hate me again in the morning?’
‘I might hate you again later on tonight, but right now hate is the last thing I’m feeling. Can we not dissect this, Gregorio?’ She frowned as those black eyes continued to question her. ‘Conversation is very overrated, you know.’
His tension broke as he smiled. ‘You are going to be bossy in bed,’ he decided with satisfaction.
‘I’m going to be bossy out of bed if we don’t go to my bedroom very soon!’
Gregorio chuckled softly as he placed his hands beneath her bottom and lifted her up off the floor. ‘Wrap your legs around my waist,’ he encouraged.
‘Now who’s being bossy...?’
Lia trailed off, her breathing becoming erratic as Gregorio turned to walk down the hallway towards her bedroom.
‘Oh, God...’
Her arms clung tightly about his neck and she buried her face against his throat as each step he took ground her body sensually against his, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body.
‘That is so... Gregorio!’
She gasped as the tension between her thighs intensified before suddenly being released, engulfing her in heat and an overwhelming pleasure that caused the whole of her body to tremble and shake as she rode out that release to its last shuddering throb.
So that was what the ultimate in physical pleasure felt like!
That connection men and women throughout the ages had killed for.
Lia now understood every one of those emotions.
Her orgasm had been a pleasure such as she had never dreamed of. Pure ecstasy. It had connected her to Gregorio in a way she had never experienced before with anyone else.