Artie gasped as Luca brought his mouth to her breasts, her hands gripping him by the waist, not trusting her legs to keep her upright as the sensations washed through her. His tongue teased her nipple into a tight point, and then he circled it with a slow sweep of his tongue.
The slight roughness of his tongue against her softer skin evoked another breathless and shuddering gasp from her. ‘Oh… Oh…’
Luca lifted his mouth off her breast and smiled a bone-melting smile. ‘You like that?’
Artie leaned closer, the feel of her naked breasts pressing against his muscular chest sending another riot of tingling sensations through her body. ‘I love it when you touch me. I can’t get enough of it.’
He slid his hands down to the waistband of her jeans, his fingers warm against her belly as he undid the snap button. Who knew such an action could cause such a torrent of heat in her body? Artie could barely stop her legs from shaking in anticipation. He held her gaze in a sensual lock that made her heart skip and trip. He slid his hand beneath the loosened waistband, cupping her mound through the thin, lacy barrier of her knickers. Her body responded with humid heat, slickening, moistening with the dew of desire.
‘I can’t seem to get enough of you either,’ he said. ‘But I don’t want to rush you. I want to go slowly to make it good for you.’
Artie placed her hands on the waistband of his jeans. ‘Can I?’
His eyes gleamed. ‘Go for it.’
She held her breath and undid the fastening and slid down the zipper. She peeled back his underwear and drank in the potent sight of him engorged with blood, thickened with longing. Longing for her.
Luca drew in a sharp breath as her fingers skated over his erection. He removed her hand and returned his mouth to hers in a spine-tingling kiss that spoke of the primal need pulsing through his body. The flicker of his tongue against hers, the increasing urgency and pressure of his mouth drew from her a fevered response she hadn’t thought possible.
Within a few breathless moments they were both naked and lying on the bed together, Luca’s eyes roving over her body in glinting hunger. He placed a hand on her hip, turning her towards him, his expression becoming sober. ‘There’s something we need to discuss. Protection. We can’t let any accidents happen, especially given the terms of our relationship.’
Artie knew he was being reasonable and responsible but a secret part of her flinched at his adamant stance on the six-month time frame. An accidental pregnancy would change everything. It would tie them together for the next eighteen years…possibly for ever. ‘I understand. I wouldn’t want any…accidents either.’ She had not allowed herself to think of one day having a baby but now a vision popped into her head of a gorgeous, dark-haired baby… Luca’s baby.
Don’t get any ideas. You know the terms. Six months and six months only.
Her conscience had an annoying habit of reminding her of the deal she had made with Luca. A deal she hoped she wouldn’t end up regretting in the end.
Luca stroked his hand down the flank of her thigh, his gaze centred on hers. ‘It’s important to me that you enjoy our lovemaking. I want you to feel comfortable, so please tell me if something isn’t working for you or you want to stop at any point.’
Artie traced the shape of his lower lip with her finger. ‘I’ve liked everything so far. I thought I’d be nervous about being naked with someone but this feels completely natural, as if we’ve done this before in another lifetime. Does that make sense?’
He smiled and captured her hand and pressed a kiss to each of her fingertips, his eyes holding hers. ‘In a strange way, yes, although I have to say I’ve never made love to a virgin before.’
‘Are you nervous?’
His mouth twisted into a rueful grimace. ‘A bit.’
‘Don’t be.’ She pressed her lips to his in a soft kiss. ‘I want you to make love to me. I feel like I’ve been waiting all my life for this moment.’
Luca brought his mouth back to hers in a kiss that drugged her senses and ramped up her desire for him until she was arching her back and whimpering. His hands explored her breasts in soft strokes, his lips and tongue caressing her until she was breathless with longing. The ache between her legs intensified, a hot, throbbing ache that travelled through her pelvis like the spread of fire.
He moved down her body with a series of kisses from her breasts to her belly and then to the heart of her femininity. Artie drew in a breath, tense with excitement as his fingers spread her, his lips and tongue exploring her, teasing a response from her that shook her body into a cataclysmic orgasm. It swept her up in its rolling waves, the pulsations carrying her into a place beyond the reach of thought or even full consciousness. Blissful sensations washed over her, peace flooding her being—the quiet after the storm.
‘I had no idea it could be like…like that…’ Artie could barely get her voice to work and a sudden shyness swept over her.
Luca moved back up her body to plant a kiss to her lips. She could taste herself on his lips and it added a whole new layer of disturbing but delightful intimacy. ‘It will only get better.’ He brushed his knuckles over her warm cheeks. ‘Don’t be shy, cara.’
Artie bit her lip. ‘Easy for you to say.
