'Please . . . ' 'Say it, ' he demanded, his eyes piercing hers as he
waited.
'Forever, ' she cried out.
His mouth claimed hers for another searing kiss as he moved to make her
his completely. His invasion was gentle but swift, as he thrust
forward, he buried his head in her fragrant hair and closed his eyes in
surrender.
She was exactly as he had fantasized she would be. . . perfect. He
heard her cry, knew he'd hurt her, and stilled inside her, giving her
time to adjust to him. He whispered loving words, but he was so out of
his mind with his own raging need he didn't know if he was making any
sense at all.
How could anything hurt like this and feel so wonderful at the same
time? Beyond control, she wanted to tell him to stop, but she didn't
want him to leave her.
'It'll be all right in a minute, ' he promised her.
He sounded out of breath. Then she realized she was panting. She
wrapped her arms around his neck, and the slight movement caused a
burst of pleasure to rush through her. She moved again, heard his
groan, and realized then he liked it as much as she did.
He slowly withdrew and then just as slowly moved forward again.
'Will you stop teasing me? ' she cried out.
His laugh was throaty. 'I'm trying to be gentle.'
'Stop it, ' she begged. 'I want . . . ' He silenced her with another
kiss and then began to move again inside of her. Her passion shook
him. He had never been with a woman who was so honest and open with
her desire, and the fact that she gave herself to him willingly and
with love in her heart was surely the reason he completely let go of
his control.
Determined to make their loving last as long as possible, he tried to
slow the pace. She made it impossible, and when she arched up against
him, the fire surged between them.
Their lovemaking was wild, free, beyond anything he had ever
experienced before. He felt her tighten around him, heard her call his
name, and as she found her own fulfillment, he thrust deep and gave in
to his own.
