Instantly, Cav exerted steely control over his body. He liked Lia’s unexpected boldness, liked that she wasn’t afraid to show him that she wanted him. As fearful as she had been, she was now the opposite, which delighted and relieved him. He knew Lia was a fighter at heart and she could be bold and even brazen if she was given a chance. And Cav was going to give her all the chances she wanted.
Her eyes closed, her arms tightening around him, drawing his lips closer to her breasts as he continued to slowly slide his long fingers along her inner thighs, so close to her entrance.
She quivered and he smiled. “You’re so wet…so ready…” He closed his lips around a pleading nipple, suckling her slowly, deeply. She began to come apart, a little cry escaped her as she tipped her head back, her body curving into his, her fingers digging frantically into his strong shoulders.
Cav smiled and released the nipple, tasting her, breathing in her fragrance, and then, cradling her head in one of his hands and with the other, guiding her down onto the bed beside him. She lay on her back, staring up at him, her breath ragged.
“How long has it been for you?” he asked, skating his hand lightly across her hip and down her firm thigh.
“A long, long time,” she gasped, arching as he began pulling her thigh a little wider, giving him access to her.
“Then,” he growled, moving his lips across her parted ones, “I’m going to go slow. You tell me if it hurts, all right?” He lifted his head, his eyes fixed on her smoky gaze.
“I will…it all feels so wonderful, Cav…and I want to please you, too…”
He caressed the side of her breasts, watching her expression turn to utter pleasure. “In time,” he rasped, “it will happen, baby. Right now, let me love you, introduce myself to you. We have the whole night in front of us and I intend to know your incredibly loving heart and beautiful body intimately.
CHAPTER 22
Lia dazedly wondered why in the world she had made such a big deal about her belly scar. Cav was lying beside her, his leg across hers, gently opening her thighs and exposing her sacredness, the heat and love of his hand lingering on her torso, moving across her belly, ignited with nothing but sheer, ongoing fire, transforming into pleasure for her.
She had wanted to be a full partner with him, but he wasn’t allowing her to right now, his arm beneath her neck, holding her against him. A current of pure tenderness blazed from his eyes as he swept his hand across her body, down her hips. She was drowning in pleasure, all her objections dissolving beneath his touch.
Sounds caught in her throat as she leaned closer to him, feeling his fingers touch her wetness, moving closer to her arching entry. She lay there, eyes closed, lost in the powerful heat rising between them.
Some part of her functioning brain understood how Cav felt at this moment—his fierce, undying love for her aroused as never before. She was completely open to his desire to make love to her, and to put her on the receiving end first, rather than second. He was so unlike most men she’d know, who expected to get satisfied first.
With Cav, everything was different. New. Wonderful.
And Lia surrendered to him in every way because she knew that some point, he would allow her full access to him, too. And she loved him enough to compromise because ultimately, they would both be gifted with one another.
Now, as he moved to take her mouth, he eased his fingers against that swollen, throbbing knot just inside her entrance. Her hips bucked as the extreme contraction, the fire, licked upward into her, and she cried out. His mouth curved hotly upon hers, intensifying the tightening within her, his fingers sending wave after wave of lust within her. The moment his tongue tangled with hers, a violent, almost painful release flooded her channel.
Her scream was caught and absorbed by Cav as he continued to milk her willing, opened, trusting body. Lia felt as if her entire being was coming apart as he held her tight, his captive, not allowing her anything but sizzling, deepening pleasure. Her entire world burned up and transformed. The orgasm undulated through her, sending her into a world she’d never entered before.
She nearly lost consciousness as she floated in that world, feeling her body respond to Cav’s passionate ministrations. Whimpers caught in her throat as he continued to ask her body to give him more, and it did. She was hurled out into a cloud of burning heat, barely aware of anything but him, his mouth taking hers, his fingers coaxing her hungry body.
Lia had no idea of how long she floated, the ripples of gratification moving in every direction within her. Cav was giving her such intense satisfaction that as he left her wet lips, all she could do was sigh, the corners of her mouth curving upward as she lingered in this hot zone. She felt him release her, felt him kneeling between her parted thighs, and slowly opened her eyes, once more drowning in the gold and green of his gaze.