Then he laid her down on his enormous bed and kissed her, and she tipped over into delight. She wanted to kiss him forever. Or at least as long as she could. Even one week would be better than one night.
Even one night would be better than never.
It was impossible— they’d only known each other for one night— but a feeling swelled up in Ellie’s heart at the touch of his lips, a feeling hot and warm, passionate and tender, possessive and protective.
She couldn’t call it anything but love.
It was crazy. But it was true.
Oh, well, she thought. Hal called it: I’m a risk-taker.
I hope he is too.
He straigh
tened up, took off his holster, and put it on the bedside table. Then he stripped off his clothes and stood naked in the moonlight. Ellie lay back and relished the sight of him. As impressive as he was clothed, he was magnificent in the nude.
His rock-hard erection was the biggest she’d ever seen, but it was perfectly proportioned to his height and burly build. He looked like some heroic statue made to larger-than-life scale. She let her gaze travel over his perfectly sculpted six-pack, the elegant hollows over his pelvis, and his heavily muscled shoulders and chest.
His tousled hair and eyes looked black in the moonlight. But despite the lack of color, she could easily read his expression. He was looking at her not only with lust, but with tenderness. Maybe even with love.
She might be a risk-taker, but she didn’t dare to ask.
Instead, she said, “You look great. You should be naked all the time.”
Hal let out a rumbling laugh. “I want to see you naked now. Fair’s fair.”
She loved how eager he sounded. It was flattering... and a huge turn on.
“Go ahead,” she said. “Take off my shirt.”
She expected him to pull it off, but instead he bent down and began undoing the tiny buttons, one by one. His huge fingers worked with surprising delicacy, brushing against her uncovered skin as each button came free. Ellie didn’t know if he was doing it like that to tease her or himself, but she lay there and positively ached with desire.
Finally, the shirt was off, and her own nude body was exposed to his view. His gaze traveled over it, so hungry that she could almost feel it on her skin. She loved seeing him look at her. It made her feel like the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world.
“You’re so gorgeous,” he said. “You have the most incredible body I’ve ever seen. I can’t believe I didn’t just rip that shirt off you!”
Ellie grinned, but her amusement melted into desire as he knelt over her. She could feel the heat coming off his body, and smell his personal scent. She reached up and tangled her fingers in his silky hair.
He kissed his way down her body, licking and nibbling and caressing. Her nipples hardened as he stroked his tongue around them, wringing moan after moan from her throat. Her hands clenched over the swelling muscles of his shoulders as the ecstasy of his touch grew to incredible heights. Everywhere he touched or licked felt aflame with pleasure, as if he’d left trails of heat in his wake.
“God,” Ellie murmured. “The things you do to me—!”
She felt his breath warm against her skin, felt his lips move against the tender skin of her belly as he replied, “You ain’t seen nothing yet.”
She could hardly imagine. But she was obviously in good hands. “Bring it on.”
He moved lower. She moaned in anticipation, knowing that soon she’d feel his mouth on her slick folds. Then he was licking at her, sending incredible waves of pleasure through her body. She could sense how much he enjoyed tasting her, now licking at her sensitive clit and at her folds, now moving to kiss her inner thighs, now using the tips of his fingers as well as his tongue.
Her hands gripped convulsively at the blankets as her pleasure built and built, sending her to the brink of orgasm. She couldn’t even tell exactly what he was doing, but only knew that he was giving her an ecstasy like nothing she’d ever felt before.
“Hal,” she gasped. “Hal—!”
She heard herself cry out wordlessly as she came, the sound pulled from her throat with the force of her orgasm. Then she was shaking with the aftershocks, each pulse a delicious pleasure, like a string of firecrackers after the first big burst.
Ellie lay relaxed and happy for what felt like a long time. Then she shifted, trying to snuggle closer to Hal’s warmth, and felt the steel-hard rod of his erection against her thigh.
“Oh, no,” she murmured. “I haven’t done anything for you...”