‘Diavelos! Why didn’t you tell me?’ Nik suddenly demanded, studying her in disbelief.
‘Well, the first night here, you seemed perfectly comfortable—’
‘And then I came downstairs while you slept...’ Nik exclaimed, stretching out his arms in emphasis. ‘And I thought, what the hell am I doing here? Why am I assuming that a pregnant woman is in any fit state for a sexual marathon? That has to be the very last thing she needs in her current state of health!’
Betsy blinked, putting the facts together, amazed that she had been as foolish in her own way as he had been. He had assumed he should keep his distance and she had assumed that he simply didn’t want her enough. ‘We don’t talk enough,’ she murmured ruefully.
‘And we’re not going to talk very much tonight or indeed for the remainder of our stay,’ Nik forecast, a breathtaking smile of intent slashing his beautiful stubborn mouth as he scooped her up into his arms and headed straight for the stairs. ‘I have other plans.’
‘Extensive, I hope,’ Betsy encouraged, turquoise eyes locked to his lean, darkly handsome face, true energy leaping through her for the first time in days because the desire he couldn’t hide in his possessive gaze restored her battered self-esteem.
‘Very extensive,’ Nik promised, laying her down on her bed, pulling off her shoes, flipping her over to unzip her dress and flipping her back to trail her out of its concealing folds to leave her exposed in a lacy bra and panties set. ‘You look amazing—’
Betsy shifted uneasily. ‘No, I don’t... I’m losing my waist—’
‘You do look amazing. I don’t say anything I don’t mean.’ Nik shrugged off his shirt, loosed the button at the waist of his shorts. ‘I’ve hardly slept this week. It’s been so hot and the nights are very long when you have a hard-on that won’t quit...’
Betsy watched his spectacular lean bronzed length emerge as the garments slid away. Her heartbeat was racing. He was fully erect and ready for action and her self-consciousness ebbed as though he had thrown a switch inside her. She sat up, unclasped her bra and skimmed off her panties with an eagerness she had never really dared to show him before. A predatory grin of appreciation slashing his mouth as she unveiled her succulent breasts, Nik came down on his knees on the bed.
‘Multiply amazing by ten,’ he advised, brushing his mouth across a straining pink nipple.
‘You’re just sex-starved—’
‘Totally,’ Nik agreed without shame. ‘I haven’t had sex since I got you pregnant...’
‘Or after leaving me,’ she reminded him, stroking an appreciative hand down the velvety length of his boldly aroused shaft in a way that made him jerk and suppress a moan.
Nik lounged back against the tumbled white pillows, the very image of sleek, dark, sexy masculinity. Blue eyes bright with hunger, Betsy bent over him. Silky blonde hair fanned his abdomen and brushed his lean, hair-roughened thighs, and his breath caught on a groan of pleasure. He wanted her so much. He had never ever wanted anything so much.
‘Enough,’ he urged hoarsely, tugging a strand of pale hair to restrain her. ‘Words can’t describe the pleasure of what you’re doing to me but I want to come inside you.’
Heat was already throbbing between her thighs and she could feel the moisture gathering there. He tugged her up into his arms and fastened his mouth to a lush rosy nipple, lashing the prominent bud with his tongue, and her spine arched and her pelvis brushed against his arousal. She came down with her knees either side of him and instinctively glided the neediest part of her back and forth over him.