―W—what are you doing?‖
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―Changing my shirt,‖ he said huskily, ―Greece is hot.‖
―I‘ll leave—―
‗No you won‘t.‖ he said, ―You running it out of the room
wearing that blush will make people think we‘ve been busy.‖ Of
course he couldn‘t care one iota about that. She wanted to see
him without his shirt and he was going to oblige her. He knew he
had to take it slow with her and hopefully he could keep himself
in check long enough to do just that but he wanted her hands on
him as much as she wanted to touch him.
Lily‘s blush deepened, ―nothing happened.‖ She said with
wide innocent eyes.
‗Not yet.‖ He said stripping off his shirt lazily and tossing
it on the bed.
Lily‘s eyes were no longer controlled by her. They became
independent of her brain‘s warning as they slid over his male
form. From a thick chest dusted with dark hair down a flat
stomach to washboard abs where hair swirled around his navel
and disappeared into the waistband of his belted gray slacks .He
was beautiful! Unfortunately she said it out loud.
―You think so?‖ he said quietly reaching for one of her
hands.
―Think what?‖ she said not understanding what he
meant.
―You said I was beautiful.‖
―Oh God, did I?‖ He had her so spellbound she didn‘t
know she‘d spoken her thoughts.
―Here.‖ He chuckled huskily while lifting her hand and
flattening it on his chest, ―Touch me Lily.‖
She froze and finally brought her eyes up to his, ―What
are you doing?‖
―I‘m doing what you want but don‘t have the courage to
follow through.‖ He answered as he guided his hand across the
contours of his chest.
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God he felt amazing! Warm and hard. She tried one last
time to resist him. Where she got the effort while she was
running her hand over him, God only knew. ―Max we shouldn‘t—
―
―We‘re engaged,‖ he interrupted bending his head
towards hers.
―It‘s not real.‖ She murmured as her eyes flicked to his
sensual mouth.
―No?‖ he said with amusement as his mouth lightly
brushed hers causing it to part in a silent gasp. Her naiveté was
refreshing and if anything, completely appealing. Just watching
the discovery of her own desire while she moved her hand across
his chest shattered his resistance. He had to kiss her. He had to
taste those flush rose petal lips and see if they tasted as good as
they looked.
She stood as stiff as a board, with her hand on his chest
and her eyes shut too afraid to open them and find that she was
dreaming. Then she heard her name, deeply spoken. Her eyes
popped open and he was looking at her, with his face inches from
hers.
Max smiled arrogantly and lowered his head again. This
time he kissed her parted mouth and toyed with her bottom lip
between his, suckling and teasing her. ―Come on honey, you
know you want to.‖ He murmured against her still mouth before
he pressed his lips to hers again.
Oh did she ever want to! But she wasn‘t sure how. She‘d
only experienced a few kisses in her life, and none of them were
like this! Heat started building deep in her pelvis and her knees
felt like jelly. Then he nibbled her bottom lip and ran his tongue
along it in such a sensual gesture something within her uncoiled.
Something liquid and hot. Without realizing it, her arms drifted
around his neck and she opened her mouth further to comply
with his coaxing.
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Max slanted his head to capture her mouth completely
and moved with a controlled rhythm meant to drive her wild.
When she pressed against him and moaned, he knew he was
successful. His arms wrapped around her and lifted her off the
floor as their kisses grew more feverish. A small clunk was heard
as one of her shoes fell of her foot as he began walking toward the
bed. Slowly and carefully as not to break his hold on her he bent
over and lowered her onto the mattress bringing his body down
on top of her while edging one of his long legs between hers.
Then he reached down and pushed the skirt of her dress up so he
could grip her soft thigh and pull it up to his hip settling himself
more intimately against her. If she noticed, she didn‘t let on and
from the noises that were escaping her throat just to be captured
by his mouth, he knew she was lost.
Everything about her was captivating and passionate.
She responded to him with a newness of discovery and it was
unexpectedly arousing. He shifted himself and pressed his
obvious need into her pelvis and she gasped. Finally with the last
shred of resistance he had he lifted his head and looked down at
her. Her eyes were wide with wonder like two bright emeralds,