"Yes, love, let me hear you…" His lips faintly upturned in the quiet certainty of his power, he bent to her again.
A delicious shock flared through her body as he explored the yielding, warm folds of flesh with his erotic mouth. Shuddering uncontrollably, she gave herself over to his lavish sensuality.
Her head fell back in surrender as he savored her with his caressing lips and tongue. When she arched against him, he clasped her buttocks, giving her no opportunity to evade him. With exquisite skill he lapped at her slowly, thoroughly, his hot, rasping tongue stroking her in heated pulses, delighting the quivering, throbbing bud that was the center of her pleasure.
Her hands rose to his hair, desperately clutching. His mouth with its lazy suckling was driving her wild. "God… Nicholas… please."
"Oh, yes," he murmured against her hot flesh. "I will please you in every possible way."
He held her to him more firmly, his face pressed against her, his tongue delving inside her swollen cleft, sweetly ravishing.
Fire leapt from his mouth into her flesh, dragging a wrenching shudder from her. Her whole body was a hot screaming mass of desire. She writhed beneath him, whimpering mindlessly, until finally a shriek tore from her.
She climaxed again and again, a wild, rippling, seemingly never-ending series. Mercilessly he drew every last drop of excruciating pleasure from her quivering flesh, until she fell back, limp and helpless with exhaustion.
Satisfied, he stretched out beside her. After a long moment, he pressed a kiss against her temple. "You cannot fall asleep just yet," he murmured warmly against her ear. "We have only begun to obliterate your inhibitions."
Aurora stirred against him languorously, not wanting to move. It was scandalous, what he had done, but she couldn't bring herself to lament her wanton behavior. Instead she wanted more.
"I am not about to fall asleep," she returned in a voice still husky with passion. "I am simply being patient, waiting for you to undress. You have far too many clothes on."
His smile was so sensual, it made her heart turn over. "Your wish is my command, angel."
He started to undress, but Aurora took over. It was her turn to torment him.
Kneeling over him, she took off his garments, one by one, drawing out the moment. When he was nude, she sat back on her heels, marveling at his hard-muscled glory. His skin was golden in the sunlight, except for the paler flesh at his groin and upper thighs. He was brazen, naked male, all corded muscle and lithe strength. And he was boldly aroused.
"Now what do you mean to do with me?" he murmured, half taunting.
She returned her own taunting smile in answer. Holding his gaze, she reached for him, her hands cupping his hard, pulsing arousal.
His groan was soft and erotic in the quiet of the afternoon.
When he tried to pull her down to him, she released him abruptly and pressed her palms against his powerful chest. She intended to be the seducer this time. "No, Nicholas. You aren't to touch me. You aren't even to move."
Reluctantly he obeyed, holding his arms by his side.
Aurora leaned over him, feeling the strength of his muscles beneath her hands, his hot skin against her palms.
"You think you can make me burn?" he asked, his tone challenging.
"I know I can," she replied, feeling very, very powerful.
She bent to taste him, running her tongue over his silky, granite-hard flesh.
He arched against her mouth, as if in pain. "Aurora…"
"Be still."
She knelt there in the warm sunlight, attending to him, arousing him the way he had her. It was exciting, exhilarating. She was totally in control this time, driving Nicholas slowly mad with desire. In only a few moments, his breathing became erratic. She felt his hand clutch in her hair as he strove to remain still.
"Enough," he at last muttered roughly. "Have mercy. I surrender."
He caught her shoulders and drew her down to lie full length upon him. Her breasts lightly caressed his chest as she stared down into his pleasure-hazed eyes.
Aurora didn't protest as he lifted her up to settle her astride him. It was what she wanted, too. She drew a sharp breath as he lowered her onto his thick shaft, his slow,
filling length impaling her, then sighed when she felt the heat of him inside her.