The Greek Billionaire's Innocent Rrincess(11)

his tongue as he probed between her lips, demanding access to the moistness within. And she

was powerless to stop him; lost from the moment he’d first touched her and caught up in a

maelstrom of emotions as she felt the piercing sweetness of intense sexual desire for the first

time in her life.



Nikos slid his hand round to Kitty’s nape, tangled his fingers in her hair and tugged gently,

angling her head so that he could deepen the kiss. Her response was instant and had a devastating

affect on his libido so that he closed his other arm around her waist and dragged her hard up

against the solid length of his arousal straining urgently beneath his trousers.



Rina was small and soft, and through his jacket he could feel the outline of her ripe curves that

had proved such an unbearable temptation when she had stripped in the moonlight. She smelled

of the sea; tasted of it too, he noted when he moved his mouth to her throat and stroked his

tongue along her collarbone. He was used to women who wore designer clothes and drenched

their skin in expensive perfumes, but there was something earthy, almost pagan, about this

woman that struck a chord deep inside him. She was naturally sensual and totally in tune with

her femininity, and instinct told him she would be a generous and adventurous lover.



His eyes were drawn to the deep valley of her cleavage and with a tortured groan he claimed her

mouth once more, crushing her soft lips beneath his while he slid his hand into the front of his

jacket and stroked his fingers lightly over one of her full, firm breasts.



He must have startled her because her whole body jerked with reaction, and, sensing her

hesitation, he withdrew his hand, feeling a sharp tug of regret that he was denied the pleasure of

caressing the erect point of her nipple. Theos , she was a sorceress; a sea-witch enticing him to forget everything but his desperation to sink his swollen shaft deep within her and possess her,

but he could feel the sudden tension that gripped her, and calling on all his will power, he tore

his mouth from hers and stared down at her, fighting for breath. ‘This is madness,’ he grated

harshly. ‘If either of us had any sense we should return to the palace. But my sanity seems to

have deserted me, Rina, so the choice is yours. Will you end this now and go back? Or stay and

drink champagne with me in the moonlight?’





It felt like a defining moment in her life, but Nikos had only asked her to drink champagne with

him, Kitty reassured herself as she snatched oxygen into her lungs and tried to control the frantic

thudding of her heart. He was watching her intently, waiting for her answer, and she gave a little

shiver. No man had ever asked her to drink champagne on a beach in the moonlight; no man had

ever kissed her the way Nikos had, or stirred the passion that had been locked deep inside her for#p#分页标题#e#

so long.



After a life spent adhering to duty and protocol Nikos Angelaki was like a breath of fresh air. He

was dark and sexy and dangerous to know, but he made her feel daring—and the heat in his eyes

made her feel desirable for the first time in her life.



She swallowed and forced herself to meet his gaze, feeling as though she were about to cast

herself over the edge of a precipice. ‘I love champagne,’ she whispered shyly, shocked by her

temerity.



He made no reply, and for a few agonising seconds she thought he had changed his mind and

was going to send her away. But then he relaxed, and his slow smile stole her breath.



‘Come, then,’ he said, holding out his hand. His fingers closed around hers and even that tiny

gesture was wonderfully new. She was twenty-six and she had never walked along a beach hand

in hand with a lover, she thought despairingly. She didn’t know where the years had gone, but it

seemed as though one minute she had been a child and suddenly she was a grown woman who

had been so absorbed with her studies and her work for the museum that romance and boyfriends

had bypassed her.



She had taken on her share of royal commitments uncomplainingly because that was how she

had been brought up: dutiful, obedient, always conscious of her position and grateful for the

privileges that came with being a member of the royal family. But Nikos did not know she was a

princess; he thought she was a waitress called Rina, and for a few hours she could be normal—

just a woman who had met a man and was free to respond to the chemistry that smouldered

between them.



The cave was illuminated by a lamp that he must have brought from the garden. The pale beam

of light that spilled from it highlighted the sculpted beauty of his face, and Kitty felt a fluttering sensation in her chest as her eyes focused on the sensual curve of his mouth. She hovered