“In a hurry?” she mocked with a teasing grin.
“I’ve waited for this for a long time,” he told her, staring at her moist, swollen lips. “I always swore if we ever came to this moment I’d take my time. But right now I can’t wait another minute.”
Her smiled weakened as she held his gaze. “I think I’ve been waiting for this for a long time, too. I just never realized...”
Stefan didn’t want a confession, not now. He didn’t want her to explore her feelings...or, God forbid, try to uncover his. He just wanted Victoria.
He stepped between her gloriously spread legs, slid his palms up her smooth, bare thighs and thumbed along the edge of her white silk panties.
When she hooked her thumbs through the thin straps and shifted from side to side to ease them off, he gratefully helped her slide them down her long, toned legs.
She reached around behind the bustier.
“Leave it,” he ordered. “I like how you look right now.”
With tousled hair, bare skin from the waist down and that white silk bustier molded to her curves and pushing her breasts up...yeah, he liked her just the way she was. All sexy and rumpled and ready for him.
“I want to feel your skin on mine,” she told him, still working on the back of her lingerie.
How could he argue with her defense? No man with air in his lungs would turn down bare breasts.
“Then let me help,” he offered.
He eased his hands around and, one by one, each hook-and-eye closure popped open. Thankfully it was cut low, so there weren’t very many. When the garment was fully open, he stepped back.
Victoria held on to the front of the material still covering her breasts. “You’re sure?” she asked.
Without a word, he brushed her hands aside, took the bustier and threw it over his shoulder. And finally, she was completely and utterly naked. And completely and utterly his.
He palmed one breast in each hand as he captured her lips once more. Arching her back, Victoria leaned into his touch, his kiss, and let out a soft, low groan.
Her arms came around his shoulders, her fingertips toying with the ends of his hair on the nape of his neck. She shifted, scooting to the edge of the counter, and wrapping her legs around his waist. Stefan let go of her breasts long enough to shuck his boxers and kick them to the side. With her legs around him, he palmed her backside and lifted her off the bar until she was settled right above him.
His eyes searched hers as he walked a few steps to the nearest wall, where he rested her back. He stayed still, waiting for any hint of a signal that she was uncomfortable or not ready to go through with this.
Stopping would kill him, but even with his hormones in overdrive he’d stop if she said the word. But when he looked in her eyes, all he saw was desire. Heavy lids, half-covered vibrant blue eyes...eyes that were focused on his lips.
At the same time he sealed his mouth to hers, he slid her down to take him fully. The flood of emotions within him was indescribable. Her body all around his, the soft feel of her skin, the fresh, floral aroma and her tiny little gasps had him nearly embarrassing himself and drawing their first encounter to an abrupt, climactic halt.
He moved within her, slowly, then, when her hips rocked faster, he increased the pace.
She tore her lips from his. “Please.”
If she liked things fast and sweaty, they could very well kill each other before the six months were up because she was speaking his language.
Victoria gripped his shoulders, flung her head back and closed her eyes. That long column of her neck begged to be licked, savored. He nibbled his way up, then back down and nestled his face between her breasts.
“Stefan....”
Yeah, he knew. She was close, which was a relief because so was he. He normally prided himself on his stamina, but one touch from Victoria and he was ready to explode. He didn’t take the time or the energy to think that this had never happened before. There was something about his Tori....
Her legs tightened around his waist as her whole body stiffened. He grabbed her face, forced her to look at him and for the briefest of seconds, when their eyes met, he felt a twinge of something he didn’t recognize. But he certainly wasn’t taking the time to figure it out, not when he had a sexy, wild woman bucking in his arms, finding her release.
Capturing her lips while she came undone around him was all he wanted. His tongue slid in and out, mimicking their bodies. His own release built and before he knew it he, too, let go. He gave in to Victoria’s sweet body, allowing her to take him—her welcoming arms enveloping him and her soft words calming him.