Rais wasn’t sure he liked that news. “Would you be upset if you were pregnant?” he asked softly. Rolling over, he shifted on the bed so that she was on top of him. His hands went from her shoulders down to her waist, his thumbs resting on her stomach. He was obviously picturing her body swelling with their child and he liked the idea.
Joline shrugged. “A pregnancy should be something that we both agree on and are excited about.”
“You’re not answering my question. Would you be upset if you are pregnant?”
She thought about it for a long moment. “I don’t know,” she told him honestly.
Her answer revealed more than she’d anticipated telling him. “You have feelings for me, don’t you?” he asked, his fingers teasing her sensitive skin. “You’re falling in love with me.”
Joline rolled her eyes. “You’re making a huge leap. All I said was that I don’t know if I would be upset about being pregnant. I could mean that I wouldn’t care if I was pregnant, but that could be with any man’s child.” She smiled smugly with that response, thinking that she’d effectively put him in his place.
Little did she know!
His retaliation was swift and intense. One moment she was straddling his stomach, the next, she was flat on her back with his mouth attached to her breast and the heat was furious. She arched her back even as her hands grabbed his head, trying to pull him away from that kind of extreme pleasure.
“Take it back,” he commanded as his head moved to her other breast, suckling and driving her crazy with a need so intense she could barely see straight.
“I take it back!” she cried out, trying to wiggle out from underneath him. “I promise, I take it back!”
Rais pulled her hands up over her head as his mouth eased up. He didn’t move his mouth away, but he kissed her nipple, teasing it now. He would have smiled at the way she whimpered, but feeling her like this, all stretched out and helpless to his pleasure was driving him crazy. And the need he could feel in her was only adding to his need to take her and find fulfillment with her body. He was amazed that this woman could so completely drive him wild in so short a period of time.
“Tell me you love me,” he coaxed as his hand moved lower on her body. His mouth followed the path that his hand had taken.
“No!” she gasped, trying to release her wrists from his grip.
He laughed softly at her efforts and continued on his downward journey. “I want to hear those words, Joline.” And with that, his mouth once again latched onto that part of her that he loved so much. Well, he actually loved every part of her delectable body but the sight and smell of her here, just like this, drove him mad.
He wouldn’t let her have her release though. Every time he knew she was coming close, he would pull away, kiss her thighs or her stomach.
“Aaaahhh!” she screamed when he did that for the third time. “Fine! I love you!” she cried out, desperate for him to let her climax. “I love you, okay?”
With those words, he moved up her body and, after putting on protection, he slid into her heat, watching her beautiful eyes light up as he deliberately filled her once more. Slowly, ever so slowly, he started moving inside of her.
“Tell me again,” he commanded, releasing her arms. She immediately grabbed his shoulders and lifted her legs, taking him deeper inside of her.
“I love you, you brute,” she sighed and enjoyed the way he filled her, the friction his enormous body created as he moved inside of her.
Rais accepted her words and reached down, helping her over that cliff. He loved watching her climax like this but her body’s convulsions pulled him over the edge as well. Holding onto her as gently as he could, he let the waves of pleasure sweep him away until he collapsed next to her, pulling her against his side as they both tried to get their breath back.
He was leisurely running his fingers up and down her spine, smiling as she shifted against him, when she gasped and sat up. “What time is it?” she demanded. Grabbing the sheet, she scooted over to the bedside table where his watch was resting. “Oh no!”
She pulled herself off of the bed but since he was still lying there, she couldn’t keep the sheet this time. She dropped it and hurried into the bathroom. “Why didn’t you get me up earlier than this?” she demanded as she turned on the water for a shower. “I’m so late! I’m usually at the store...” She stopped and her hand slapped over her face. “I’m supposed to be at the airport! I have a ticket to London! I’m supposed to already be through security by now!”
Rais walked into the bathroom, arriving just in time to see her step under the water. “You’re not late,” he told her, crossing his arms over his muscular chest as he enjoyed watching her in the shower.