For all she knew she could have lost hours as her body continued to shoot jolts of pleasure through her system and a satisfied smile curved her lips as she felt Leo rise up over her in a purely dominating posture.
‘There were stars,’ she murmured dazedly, her arms looping lethargically around his neck. ‘And I don’t think I’ll ever move again.’
‘Good. Because you’re exactly where you need to be. And this time I might throw in the moon as well.’ Leo’s accent was rougher than ever.
‘Promises, promises,’ she teased, lying still as she felt him sheath himself with a condom.
Leo laughed and planted his palms either side of her face to protect her from his full weight and she could feel his hair-roughened thighs lying solidly between her own.
She felt the hard length of him probe her entrance and his biceps shook as he held himself in check. ‘Open wider angel, and let me in.’ She did as he commanded and his control seemed to give out because he surged into her in one powerful thrust of his hips.
Lexi gasped and tensed as her body felt stretched like never before.
Leo stilled and dragged his lips from hers, his hands cradling her face. ‘Lexi, are you okay?’
She sucked in a breath and nodded, her fingernails easing out of the dents she’d made in his hips.
‘You’re so tight, moya milaya. Just relax for me and we’ll fit together perfectly.’
His words made Lexi’s pelvis soften even more and when he felt her muscles release he sank all the way inside her. He held still for another moment but Lexi’s body had already adjusted and he was hitting a spot that sent gushes of pleasure cascading through her lower body. She raised one of her legs up over his hips and felt him smile against her mouth.
‘That’s better.’ His mouth left a moist trail over her jawline and Lexi’s body arched under his as he began to move inside her in a masterful rhythm. ‘Now come for me again, angel, while I’m inside you,’ he ordered in a voice that sounded as unsteady as she felt. Lexi couldn’t resist the build-up of pleasure any more than the tide could resist the pull of the moon. She couldn’t think as her body shattered once more in an even deeper climax. Her body clamped down around his and drew a sound from his throat that was almost subhuman as he surged forward twice more before finding his own release.
Leo woke, slightly disoriented, and shifted under the weight of the warm, naked female who had wound herself around him like tinsel on a Christmas tree, one leg thrown over his thighs, her head nestled in the crook of his arm, her small breasts flattened against his side and her slender fingers spread wide over his chest. He didn’t remember falling asleep but a glance at the faint grey dawn outside the windows told him he must have. The yacht was still moving so he knew they hadn’t yet reached Athens.
He gently flexed his stiff shoulder muscles and Lexi adjusted herself like a contented cat, snuggling in closer and sighing in her sleep.
His fist clenched at the sound and he had the instant urge to break free from her hold and run for his life. He wasn’t used to sleeping next to someone, that was the problem. It had nothing to do with the deep sense of well-being enveloping him in a warm, peaceful cocoon. A concept he hadn’t felt in … forever.
It wasn’t that he had a lot of one-night stands; it was more that he liked his space. Needed his space. And he didn’t want any woman to get the wrong idea and start mentally rearranging his furniture.
His fingers drifted through the silk of Lexi’s hair as he recalled in minute detail how he had taken that warm, tight body with his own. He felt his groin stir at the memory and knew that the smart thing to do would be to get out of bed and go for an early morning swim. Grab a coffee and start work.
Some of his tension must have leached out of him because Lexi whimpered and caressed his shoulder with her smooth cheek. Leo’s hand immediately flexed against her hip and slid down around the soft curve of her lower back, his fingers stroking her soft skin. She must have liked it because the leg she had thrown over his thigh rubbed his and now he was fully erect and, instead of following his saner instincts and climbing out of bed, he found himself shifting again and urging her small, compact body to lie over his. Her thighs automatically splayed to accommodate his hardness while his two hands caressed her curvaceous bottom.
He shouldn’t be doing this.
Taking advantage of her while she slept. He might have stopped but then she widened her thighs even more and whispered, ‘Don’t stop,’ into his ear. Leo turned his head and caught her mouth with his in a kiss that went from soft to carnal faster than his Maserati hit a hundred clicks. She pushed up sleepily, her hands on his shoulders, her mane of hair falling around her and resting just above her pert breasts, which had taken on a luminescent quality in the pre-dawn light. Leo groaned and reached for one at the same time as he delved into his side drawer for protection. She arched into his caress and lifted her lower body against his but he stayed her with a hand on her hip.
‘Wait,’ he whispered gruffly.
He protected them both and nearly came on the spot as she reached down and guided him into her body.
Her moan precipitated his own and he’d never felt such overpowering pleasure as he did at that moment. If he’d been at all capable of thinking he might have been concerned but she moved her hips experimentally against his and he pushed her hair back off her breasts and cupped her in his large hands, watching as she rode him into the sweetest orgasm of his life.
While he was still coming down from a place he didn’t think he’d ever been before he stroked a lazy line up and down her spine.
She made a low murmur of pleasure and slipped off him to snuggle into the crook of his arm again.
‘I’m all sweaty.’
‘You feel fantastic.’ He traced a finger over her hip and the gentle swell of her belly without really realising he was doing it. Then she shifted her top leg more comfortably over his and his heart caught.
‘You know, when I first saw you I thought you were heartless and unapproachable,’ she murmur
ed sleepily. ‘But that’s just what you want people to think, isn’t it?’
No. He was heartless and unapproachable.