Nowhere to Hide(105)
Weakly lifting her arms, she tugged him forward, wanting him to enter her. She saw the tension in his face as he grazed her entrance, the pressure moving slowly within her. He was now stroking the knot within her, on fire with wanting, needing satisfaction.
He had been right, she realized, closing her eyes. She was so tight and small. But he wasn’t an ordinary man, either, and she felt him grip the covers on either side of her head, the warmth of his body hovering across hers as he continued to introduce himself into her. With every stroke, quivers of raw pleasure moved through her. Cav filled her. She knew he was monitoring her every sound and movement. Sensing the brute power under his control, she wanted that part of him, too, but her body had to be able to accommodate him. He leaned over, capturing one of her nipples, she groaned, arching upward, drawing him even deeper into herself, the fanning of the flames arcing from where he suckled her, straight down into her filling channel.
She felt a momentary burning, and he stopped to allow her body to compensate for his size, but he never stopped suckling her nipples. Lia urgently lifted her hips, taking him deeper inside her, despite the momentary discomfort. It was swiftly replaced with pleasure, and she eagerly met him, moving her hips in slow rhythm with his.
As he left one nipple, capturing the other, the scalding sensations increased and she gripped his narrow hips, driving him as far into her as he could go. Sounds of joy flowed from her as her back arched, hips fused with his, luxuriating in him in every possible way. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, her body alive as Cav began a new, loving assault upon her, stroking in and out slowly, accustoming her awakened body, engaging it now on every level.
The pleasure increased tenfold for Lia, and she once more felt that building pressure within her. He must have sensed her needs, because he moved powerfully against her, sliding one hand beneath her hips. As soon as he angled her against him, Lia cried out, awash with another intense orgasm that swept through her, constricting around Cav. She felt the hot release of fluids coating him within her. This time, she was hurled out so swiftly into that delicious pleasure zone that she nearly fainted. Never had she felt such driving, deep satisfaction as he was presently giving her.
Lia felt Cav tense and heard him breathe deeply as he covered her with his sleek, powerful body. She could feel him trying to hold off, but she wanted to give him equal satisfaction and wrapped her legs around his hips, moving strongly against him, increasing their connection, wanting to break through his control, wanting to give back to him, wanting to love him as much as he was loving her.
And it was love, she realized, feeling him begin to tremble violently, hearing his breath change, getting shallow. His hand slipped from beneath her hip and he held her face between his hands. Then, he thrust hard inside her, holding her, growling her name. She opened her eyes, sinking into his stormy green and gold ones.
Suddenly, he gasped, tensing, his brow against hers, groaning as Lia felt his own climax flood deeply within her. She smiled faintly as he prolonged all those wonderful sensations this first time. Cav had given her so much, but most of all, he’d given her back her freedom. And if that wasn’t love, what was?
Cav groaned against Lia’s neck, kissing her, nuzzling her, feeling her thrumming with satisfaction. He felt so weak but he knew his full body weight was upon her. His mind wasn’t working at all, but he knew he couldn’t continue to crush her into the mattress.
Groaning, he slowly pulled away, but she resisted his withdrawal, her hands sliding to his shoulders, pulling him back down upon her. It felt so good being inside her tight, small body, and he breathed in her heat and the heady musky scent of their immersion into each other.
He slid his fingers into her hair, caressing her strands, rising up enough to take her mouth tenderly now. How he loved this woman. He was overcome with the intense desire to always protect her, to make her, his own, to stamp himself into her in every way. She was his universe, and he kissed her long and sweetly, feeling her smile beneath his mouth, her hips moving slowly, continuing to engage him, continuing to give him pleasure. There was nothing but unselfishness in her, something that Cav had immediately recognized. As he carefully eased off her a bit, despite her objections, he opened his eyes, studying her.
Lia’s hair was mussed, her cheeks a deep pink, her gray eyes large and lustrous. Her feminine softness captured him fully as he smiled down at her. Words weren’t necessary. Cav could feel his body pulsing and throbbing with fulfillment. There was no one like Lia in the world and she was his. He didn’t want to dominate Lia but wanted to feel an equal kinship with her. He considered them co-owners of each other. He leaned down, kissing the shell of her ear. “I don’t know how we got so damned lucky to find one another, but I’m so glad we did, baby….”