He paused at the elastic band of her sheer panties, teasing the satin skin of her lower abdomen.
“Luc,” she pleaded.
He raised his head, gazing down on the flushed excitement in her eyes, cheeks, swollen lips, then couldn’t wait and kissed her while he eased underneath the fabric shielding her secrets. Threading his fingers through the soft path of hair, he found her hot and open to him. Gently he parted her, teasing her with the blunt pads of his fingers. His palm cupped her scalding heat and, working her into a frenzy of gasps and low mewling moans, pressed inside her.
Elise gasped and her legs jerked closed, wrapping his touch in the searing cocoon of her body.
Luc groaned. “So wet and… hot. Open for me,” he rasped against her lips.
“Lucien.”
“Trust me, darlin’.” He dove into her mouth, showing her with his tongue what his touch would do for her, to her. Slowly her legs relaxed, loosening their grip, and he stroked her, beginning the sweet process of building her to what promised to be a tumultuous release.
The scent of jasmine surrounded him mixed with the sweet smell of a hot summer rain. Elise’s legs fell open for him and her hips rocked against him. Kisses and caresses suddenly weren’t enough. He had to taste her, feel her climax against his mouth. He broke the kiss, moving down her chin, dipping his tongue into the hollow of her throat, suckling the pebbled peaks of her breast, drinking from the softly rounded mound of her womb, trailing carnal kisses across the tops of her thighs.
Her hips lifted to him as he lowered her underwear and exposed all of her to his branding gaze. He’d never felt more possessive in his life. Elise belonged to him. He would never let another have her. After tonight, there would be no turning back. She would be his forever.
“Luc?”
“Trust me, darlin’.” He crawled up her, dragging his mouth over her heated skin to claim her mouth. “Let me love you here,” he murmured against her lips, pressing a finger inside her.
She gasped and gripped his head, driving her tongue into his mouth. “Yes. Please.”
He kissed her, working her into another frenzy he wasn’t sure he would live through then took his time, moving back down her flushed body. Then he tasted her, branding her his. Sweet nectar flowing onto his tongue like an aphrodisiac made for him and him alone. It was addicting, erotic, carnal, mind blowing. Her thighs clasped him to her, opened to him, closed, opened. Her hips rolled and rocked against him. Luc cupped her closer to him, driving her sweet cries and gasps from her parted lips.
Elise arched off the bed, pressing her head into the pillow, and gripped the edge of the mattress. Husky moans coupled with airy gasps and she panted, straining.
“Lucien,” came her hoarse scream. Elise clutched at him with her legs, her back completely off the bed, her head thrown back and she shimmered, unraveling around him with a passion that had him leaping from the bed and stripping frantically.
The most passionate woman he’d ever seen. Elise glowed on the rumpled bedcovers. Her body decadently displayed for him, naked but for her stockings and garter belt. He hurt with need, but he wouldn’t rush it. He needed to slow down lest he ruin it and lose his head before making it home.
On his hands and knees, Luc crawled over her, dragging his tongue from the tops of her thighs over the curve of her stomach, along rising and falling breasts, into hollow of her throat, up the smooth column of her neck, to the swollen, parted lines of her lips. Luc settled in the cradle of her thighs, heat searing his throbbing arousal.
Long dark lashes fluttered against the rosy flush of her cheeks, then rose, presenting him with the cloudy depths of indigo. Wonder and amazement was reflected in the bottomless depths of her gaze. Her hands drifted to his shoulders, resting against him gently.
Luc watched her eyes flare as he moved, pressing against her hot entrance. His forearms trembled and he rasped out, “Touch me.” And she did, teasing her fingers across his shoulders and back, her caresses increasing in speed and boldness as she explored him. He groaned. “Kiss me,” he ground out.
Elise cupped his cheeks and pulled his mouth down on hers, beginning anew the rise in her passion. She devoured him and he reveled in it, pushing just inside her heat. Beads of sweat dotted his body and Luc remained stock still barely inside her, waiting for her body to stretch to him, accommodating him.
Luc broke the kiss to gasp for air. Insanity was a second away. “Ah, darlin’. So… damn tight.”
Elise purred and moved underneath of him, drawing her thighs up to hug him.