He gasped. “I’ll take my chances.” Kissing down her neck, he sucked on the pulse, flicking his tongue across the maddening beat. “What else do you like?” He flicked the strap of her dress down her arm.
“Someone might see.”
“No one sees what belongs to me.”
“You control their eyes?” she asked, smiling.
“For you, I control everything.”
He took possession of her lips, thrusting his dick against her. Even in his pants, he was damn happy to be there. Abel had spoken to his father to find out what it was about their connection to their women. His father had told him that it didn’t matter what it was, just being near their woman was enough to satisfy them.
All of his life, Abel had found pleasure with a woman. He’d come apart, and relished bringing a woman to insanity. With Harper, everything was different. Looking back at his life, he saw he was only half-living. There was no better experience in his life. The past two weeks with her, in his bed at his side, had been the best of his thirty-three years. Breaking from the kiss, he moved down her neck, stopping at her pulse once again before heading down.
“Make love to me, Abel.”
He lifted himself up, staring into her brown eyes. The smile on her face gave away so much. “What did you say?”
“I’m ready. I want you to make love to me.”
“What about the annulment?”
“Didn’t you hear me a week ago? There’s not going to be any annulment, or a divorce. I want this. I want you, and I’m not going to be afraid anymore. You can tell my brothers to back away.”
He chuckled. She had told him all about her brothers, and the mischief they got into growing up.
“You really mean that?”
“I really do. This is what I want. Do you want me?”
He thrust his cock against her. “You know I want you.”
“Take me then, I’m yours.”
They were magic words to him. Without waiting for a second, he rolled off her, and started packing away their picnic. She giggled. “What are you doing?”
“We’re heading back home.”
“We are?”
“Yes, I’m not about to let you change your mind.” He grabbed her hands, and lifted her up. “Let’s go,” he said, slapping her ass.
She yelped, rubbing her butt as he gathered the game, and started toward their villa. There was an access at the backyard toward the beach. He held her hand, leading her back toward their home. His heart was pounding. Even though he wanted to get inside her more than anything, there was also fear. She was a virgin. No other man had ever been inside her, and he was a large guy. He wasn’t showing off about how big he was. Even the most experienced whore struggled to take the whole length of his dick. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt his woman.
He’d take his time, and get her accustomed to him, and then he’d drive his cock in her so deep that she wouldn’t even think of another man. Even as he thought it, Abel knew it wouldn’t turn out like that. Entering the kitchen, he placed their picnic basket on the counter, and made his way up to their room.
Once inside the bedroom, he turned toward her.
She was panting from the run he’d pretty much forced her to take.
“A
re you happy we’re here now?” she asked.
Be honest.
Since he’d known Harper, he’d come to understand that she appreciated honesty. “I’m terrified.”
Harper’s eyes grew wide. He loved her eyes. They were nice and big, taking everything in.