Will drew back, and stared down at her, his eyes glittering and fathomless. ‘You know, you really are going to kill me,’ he muttered, winding a hand beneath her to unclip her bra.
Bella arched her back to help him. ‘The feeling is entirely mutual,’ she breathed as he removed her bra and tossed it aside.
His gaze dipped to her mouth and, even though they’d been kissing only a second ago, her lips tingled and ached and every inch of her was desperate to feel his mouth on hers again. ‘Did I mention I looked up belladonna on the internet the other day?’ he murmured, setting his mouth to her neck and cupping her breast with the hand that wasn’t taking his weight.
Bella’s breath hitched in her throat. ‘And?’
‘Apparently among its side effects are minor visual distortions, an inability to focus on near objects and an increased heart rate.’
‘Interesting,’ she said, wondering how much longer she was going to be expected to contribute to this conversation, because with the way her brain was disintegrating a couple of seconds was all she had left.
‘I thought so. Especially since I appear to be suffering from all of them.’
‘Oh, dear.’
‘Know of an antidote?’
‘Abstinence?’
He pressed his mouth to the pulse hammering at the base of her neck and Bella bit her lip. ‘Really not an option at the moment,’ he murmured.
‘Inoculation, then?’
He gave her a smile that had her stomach quivering and then bent his head to her breast and flicked his tongue over her nipple and Bella moaned. ‘That sounds more like it,’ he murmured, shifting lower, his mouth moving, hot and wet, over the skin of her stomach.
With every inch of her feeling as if it were on fire, Bella couldn’t prevent a whimper escaping her lips as he hooked his thumbs over the top of her knickers and slid them, her suspender belt and her stockings down her legs. He dispensed with her shoes and finally she was as naked and as horizontal as he was.
And then she felt the touch of his mouth against the molten burning centre of her, and nearly jackknifed off the bed. Her heart hammered as sparks of ecstasy began to shoot through her.
Bella squirmed as her head swam and then when Will planted his hands on her hips, anchoring her to the mattress and keeping her where he wanted her, she let her eyelids flutter closed and gave herself up to the pleasure. Because, God, he was good at this.
Her hands flexed against the sheets and then dug into his hair and she had to bite on her lip to stop herself screaming as the pressure inside her started to build. Her head dropped back, her knees fell open wider and as he delved deeper, harder, his tongue stroking faster and faster over her clitoris, Bella couldn’t take it any more.
Everything inside her tightened into a tight ball of tension and then shattered. Her back arched. Her breath caught. And then she was spinning off into a whirlpool of bliss, the waves of pleasure rolling over her so hard and so fast that she thought she might drown in the sensation.
As the tremors racking her body faded and her breathing and pulse regulated Will kissed his way back up her body until he was lying on top of her and pressing her to the bed. At the desire blazing in his eyes, Bella’s heart rate picked up all over again.
‘Happy birthday?’ he murmured.
‘What do you think?’ she said, giving him a lazy sated smile. ‘As presents go that was much better than an arnica plant.’
Will frowned and propped himself up on his elbows. ‘Are you comparing me to a plant?’
Bella grinned at the look of pique on his face. ‘Very possibly.’
‘I think I’m devastated.’
She leaned up and pressed a quick kiss on his mouth. ‘I’m sorry.’
Will shook his head in mock regret. ‘It’s way too late for an apology. I think my ego might be bruised beyond belief.’
Bella grinned again. ‘Then I recommend you take arnica. It’s good for bruises.’
His eyes glinted with a deliciously wicked gleam. ‘I’ll bear it in mind. Although right now I think I’d rather take you.’
She lifted her arms above her head, stretched against him and shot him a smouldering smile. ‘Oh, well, in that case I’m all yours.’ She batted her eyelids up at him. ‘Feel free to do whatever you want with me.’
For a moment he just stared down at her, and then, as if struck with a cattle prod, Will was rolling off her, grabbing a condom from the drawer of the bedside table and ripping it open with his teeth. Her