Love at Stake (Entangled Covet)(29)

“Your turn,” he said, undoing enough buttons to expose the top of her bra.

For a moment desire receded and the mindless need rolled back to leave her mind clear. She was touching the world’s most perfect man and in a moment, he’d see how less-than-perfect she was. Nerves clawed at her confidence. The last time she’d been in his arms he hadn’t hesitated when he’d touched her, but she’d been fully clothed. Naked there would be no bra to help her breasts defy gravity, no pantyhose to suck in her stomach. She’d be…exposed.

“Abbey.”

She looked up into his bright eyes. There was no mockery there. No judgment. He waited, as if knowing the thoughts running through her mind, and gave her time to make her decision.

One of his hands rested at the curve of her hip, the other on the buttons above her breast. Her next words would decide how the night ended. Taking a breath, she rolled her shoulders back. Like hell a few extra pounds were going to ruin her chances with Lucian.

“I’m fine,” she replied, going on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. “Just wearing too many clothes.”

“I can help with that.”

She kept her gaze on his face as his fingers ran down the row of buttons. The cotton parted around her body, loosening until a roll of her shoulders sent it floating to the ground.

He stepped back to get a good look at her and Abbey tilted her chin up, refusing to feel nervous to stand before him in nothing but a bra and panties.

Every second he stared at her sent her pulse racing faster. But the look on his face was far from disappointed.

“Nine hundred years,” he murmured, his gaze rising to her face. “And you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

Her knees shook at the words. Logically she knew it was just perfect pillow talk, but right now, looking into his eyes, she believed him. And even better, she felt just as beautiful as he’d said.

“Well then,” she said, swallowing hard. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

She was in his arms in a heartbeat.

Abbey laughed as he tumbled her backward onto the bed. Together they bounced as she rolled over him, staring down at the most gorgeous smile she’d ever seen on his face.

Tilting her face down, she silently asked for a kiss. He didn’t disappoint.

As their lips touched, he rolled his hips against hers. A gasp escaped her. The scrape of his pants against her bare legs raised goose bumps on her arms. Her nipples tightened to painful points, making her bra feel tight and constricting.

Closing her eyes, she offered herself up to his addicting touch. Every kiss, every caress, branded her. Her fears of the future disappeared until all she cared about was right now.

“Hot,” she whispered.

“I know, angel.”

And she wanted him to burn just as much as she was. Breaking away from his mouth, she shimmied down his body to press her lips to his chest.

He hissed as she teased her tongue along his hot skin. When she drew her lips over a taut nipple, his fingers burrowed into her hair.

Abbey drew her hands down his side, enjoying his heated skin beneath her palms.

“More,” she whispered as her fingers trailed along his waistline.

“You’ll push me too far,” he groaned.

“Good.” She wanted him wild and uncontrolled. She wanted to leave some mark on him to mirror the one she knew he’d leave on her.

Raising her eyes to meet his, she trailed her fingers over his erection.

Lucian hissed, throwing his head back.

A smile curved her lips as her fingers danced across the material preventing her from touching him skin to skin. She stroked him, cupping the hard cock beneath her fingers.

“Perfect,” she purred, raining a trail of kisses down his abdomen.

Lucian rocked against her hand. His fists were clenched in the bedsheets around him. Seeing his body tight with pleasure boosted her confidence. She gripped him through the material, squeezing gently. He groaned in response.

“Satisfied?” she asked, and then lapped at his navel.

“Not since I first met you.” His hands shot out to catch her arms. She allowed him to pull her back up his body so she straddled him once more.

“That makes two of us.” Her hands twisted behind her as she searched for her bra clasp. Her lover waited with hunger clear in his gaze.

The scrap of black fabric slid down her arms to leave her bared to his view. Lucian groaned before reaching out to cup her breasts.

Pleasure spiked through her as his palms grazed her nipples. She clenched her teeth at the sensations, which were far more intense than anything she’d felt before. When his thumbs flicked her nipples, she thought she’d fly from the bed.

“Easy,” he murmured. Grabbing her waist, he flipped her over onto her back.