Gazing deep into his eyes, she whispered, ‘I want you.’
He breathed in deeply and shuddered.
‘I want you,’ she repeated, and then she could hold back no more and, digging the tips of her fingers into his cheeks, she kissed him with every ounce of the passion she’d been denying them.
The groan that came with his response could have been a roar.
In seconds he was off his seat, holding her tightly to him and kissing her back with a ferocity that sent her head spinning.
As if he’d looked inside her head and read her fantasies, long fingers dipped under her skirt and dragged up her thigh, and round to clasp her bottom.
Arms entwined around his neck, she closed off the world and sank into her senses...senses which were receptacles for Gabriel, for his taste, his touch... All of him.
Lips moving together, tongues duelling, fingers scraped over flesh and ripped and pulled at the intrusive fabric separating them. Grabbing his shirt to loosen it, she fumbled with the buttons before giving up and slipping her hand beneath it, flattening her palm against his hard abdomen, thrilling at the heat of his skin, the soft hair covering the smoothness. Up her hands splayed, ruching his shirt as her fingers rose until he broke the connection of their mouths to undo the top few buttons himself and yank it over his head.
Gabriel would not have believed it possible for his arousal to deepen any further but then he saw the drugged ringing of Alessia’s eyes as she wantonly grazed her stare over his chest. When she put her mouth to his nipple and scraped her nails over his back, the charge that fired through his veins...
Never had he responded with such violent fever...
Apart from with Alessia.
Time had dimmed the intensity of the pleasure they’d shared that night but now, with her rosebud lips worshipping him and her hands stroking and scraping over his burning flesh, he knew that dimming had been an essential defence mechanism in him because the force of his desire was too savage and greedy to be unleashed again.
But it was unleashed now. Unleashed and frenzied and as essential as the air he breathed.Shewas as essential to him as the air he breathed, and he wanted to taste every part of her and consume her into his being.
Clasping her hair he used every ounce of his control to gently pull her head back.
Those drugged velvet eyes met his. Colour slashed her cheeks, her lips, lipstick kissed off, the darkest he’d ever seen them. He kissed them again. Hard. Thoroughly. And then he buried his mouth into her neck and pressed her down so she was laid on the table, her legs hooked around his waist, and set about consuming her.
Alessia was lost in a world of delirious pleasure. Her flesh burned and, deep inside her, pulses were converging and thickening, an urgency building that Gabriel’s slavish assault only added fuel to. Her bandeau top yanked down, she cried out when his hot mouth covered her breast: sucking, biting, licking, sending her spinning until she cried out again and arched her back when he moved to the other.
The assault of his mouth continued down to her belly, his hands clasping her skirt and pushing it up to her hips. Raising his face to look at her with hooded, passion-ridden eyes, he bared his teeth with a growl and clasped her knickers. With another growl, he tugged them down her thighs and off her legs, and in moments he was on his knees with his face buried in the most feminine part of her.
This was a pleasure like no other, an all-consuming barrage of stimulation, and, closing her eyes tightly, Alessia lost herself in the flames.
The musky scent and taste of Alessia’s swollen sex was the most potent aphrodisiac to Gabriel’s senses. She opened herself to him like a flower in full bloom, her thighs around his neck, and with a greed he’d never known he possessed, he devoured the sweet nectar of her desire, moving his tongue rhythmically over the core of her pleasure until she stiffened beneath him and then, with shudders that rippled through her entire body, and the heels of her feet kicking him, cried her pleasure in one long, continuous moan.
Close to losing his head with the strength of his arousal, Gabriel only just managed to hold onto his control until the shudders wracking her had subsided and her moans turned into a breathless sigh of fulfilment.
Rising back to his feet, he gazed down at her pleasure-saturated face and then he could hold on no more. Working quickly at his trousers, he tugged them down with his underwear and finally let his erection spring free. The urgency to be inside her had him gripping her hips so her bottom was at the edge of the table, and then he guided himself to the place he most desperately wanted to be. And then with one long drive, he buried himself deep inside her slick tightness.
It was Gabriel’s groan as he drove himself inside her that added a spark to the kindling of Alessia’s spent desire. Her climax had been so powerful it had sapped all the energy that had driven her to that most glorious of peaks. It was the way his glazed eyes fixed on her as he thrust into her a second time that added fuel to the steadily increasing heat. And it was when he raised her thighs for deeper penetration and his groin rubbed against her still-throbbing nub that the flames caught all over again.
Oh, my God...
It wasn’t Gabriel making love to her. It was an animal who pinned her hands to the sides of her head and laced his fingers through hers, an animal who drove so hard and so furiously into her, feeding the flames of her desire... And yet Gabrielwasthere too. He was there, behind those glazed eyes.
This animal...this beast...this was Gabriel in all his raw beauty.
She could see him. And he could see her. See right to her core.
Alessia was so taken by the animalistic beauty of the man making love to her with such ferocious passion that she was hardly conscious of her second climax building inside her until it exploded like a pulsating firework that throbbed and sparkled through her entire being and carried her away to the stars.
It was the ringing of the bell that brought Alessia crashing back down to earth.
Eyes flying open, they locked onto Gabriel’s. The dazed expression she found in them perfectly matched what she was feeling inside.
‘That’s our dinner,’ she whispered.