The Ultimate Playboy(58)

                Scrambling to regroup, she laughed. ‘Dear God, am I dreaming? That’s two compliments within—’

                ‘Enough,’ he snapped. Then he kissed her.

                Ruby’s heart soared at the ferocity of his kiss. Desire swept over her, burying the volatile memories under even more turbulent currents of passion as he mercilessly explored her mouth with a skill that left her reeling.

                Narciso could kiss. She already had proof of that. But this time the sharper edge of hunger added another dimension that made her heart pump frantically, as she saw no let-up in the erotic torrents buffeting her.

                When he sank back against the pillows and pulled her on top of him, she went willingly. Strong, demanding hands slid up her bare thighs to cup her bottom, press her against that solid evidence of his need.

                Unfamiliar hunger shot through her belly to arrow between her legs. Desperate to ease it, she rocked her hips deeper into him.

                His thick groan echoed between their fused lips. He surged up to meet her, thrusting against her in an undeniable move that made her blood pound harder.

                With her damp centre plastered so firmly and fully against him, she moaned as the beginnings of a tingle seized her spine. Hunger tore through her as rough fingers bit into her hips, keeping her firmly in place as they found a superb synchronicity that needed no words.

                The first wave of sensation hit her from nowhere. She cried out, her fingers spiking into his hair as she grasped stability in a world gone haywire.

                ‘Dio! Let go, baby. Let go.’

                The hot words, crooned in her ear from a voice she’d found mesmerising from the very first, were the final catalyst. With a jagged moan, Ruby gave into the bliss smashing through her. She melted on top of him, giving in to the hands petting down her back as her shudders eased.

                ‘I don’t know whether to celebrate for making you come while we’re both fully dressed or spank you for your appalling timing.’

                Slowly, the realisation of what she’d just done pierced her euphoria.

                Beneath her cheek, his heart raced. She could feel his erection still raging, strong and vital.

                She’d orgasmed on top of Narciso Valentino and he hadn’t even needed to undress her.

                ‘Oh, God.’

                Narciso held himself very still. He had to, or risk tearing her clothes off and taking her with the force of a rutting bull.

                ‘God isn’t going to help you now, naughty Ruby. You have to deal with me.’

                ‘I... That shouldn’t have happened.’

                He nodded grimly. ‘I agree.’

                Wide blue eyes locked on his. ‘You do?’

                He swallowed hard. ‘It should’ve happened when I was inside you. Now I feel woefully deprived.’ Unable to stop himself, he moved his hands up and down her back. He tensed as her breathing changed. Desire thickened the air once more. Sensing her about to bolt, he flipped her over and trapped her underneath him. ‘But I have you now.’

                She tried to wriggle away but all she did was exacerbate the flashflood of desire drowning them both.

                ‘No, I can’t... We can’t do this.’