“Please, Rocco!” she begged as his legs moved between hers. She was more than ready for him but he wasn’t ready to give her what she wanted. He moved lower, capturing her nipple with his mouth and teasing her. Brianna arched up against him, whimpering as the feelings overwhelmed her. “No more,” she gasped, trying to pull his head away.
Rocco wasn’t letting her get away with that. He gently took her hands and lifted them over her head, moving to her other breast and giving it equal attention.
When her legs shifted slightly, he was stunned that her simple movement, just the sensuous touch of her body against his, the incredible heat of her making his mind melt and his control simply disappear. He couldn’t hold back any longer. Reaching down, he grabbed protection out of his jeans and put it on as fast as he could. When he came back to her, he hesitated at her opening. Looking down at her, he couldn’t believe how perfect she was. For him. The idea of this woman in another man’s arms made his gut clench with fury. It took him a full second to remember that she was his, right here with him.
“You’re not leaving me, Brianna. Not this time. Understand?” he demanded. He wasn’t sure what he meant about her not leaving him, but the steel band around his chest loosened when she quickly nodded her head in agreement.
When he plunged into her hot core, he felt like he was coming home.
And then he started moving. When her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in deeper, he almost lost it. Pulling back, he gritted his teeth, trying to regain even a small amount. “Don’t do that, love,” he groaned.
Brianna looked up at him, her fingers clenching at his shoulders desperately but with his words, she realized that he was right here with her, just as desperate and she felt a large measure of awe that she could have this kind of power over such a strong, amazingly powerful man. The pleasure inside of her increased to almost overwhelming stimulation. And then he started moving inside of her and she closed her eyes once more, moving against him.
Rocco gathered her close, taking control once more. “You’re mine,” he growled as he pressed into her, watching her face to understand how close she was coming, which way to move to give her maximum pleasure.
With just a few more strokes, he both watched and felt her explode around him, her body clenching him tighter, holding him closer. He knew she didn’t realize that her nails were digging into his skin but he knew. And he thought he might have smiled but wasn’t completely sure because he couldn’t control his own climax at that moment.
He could honestly say that he’d never experienced such pleasure, such all-consuming, mind-blowing pleasure as he did with this slender beauty holding him in her soft arms. And when it was all over, he rolled to his side, holding her close, cradling her shivering body against his, tenderly stroking her back as he stared up at the ceiling, trying to come to terms with what he was feeling for a woman who was practically a stranger. Albeit a beautiful, kind and generous stranger. And one he instinctively knew he wanted to keep close to him. Forever.
Chapter 5
Hours later, Brianna sighed with contentment as she stretched against him, feeling every muscle in his long, hard body. Her own body reveled in the strength of his physique, wondering how two human beings could be so miraculously different.
“Asking for more of the same?” Rocco grumbled and rolled over on the bed he’d finally carried her to.
Brianna smiled in what she thought was a secret smile, but found out very quickly that she hadn’t hidden anything from his knowing eyes. “What are you thinking?” he demanded, rolling her over so that she was once again underneath him.
She laughed but didn’t push him away. “I’m not going to tell you.”
One dark eyebrow went up with her challenge. “Are you saying you want me to torture it out of you?” he asked, his muscular thigh pressing between her legs.
Brianna gasped, already feeling the heat enter her body even before his mouth latched onto the side of her neck. “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice breathy and not very firm.
“I’m torturing you, of course.”
“It doesn’t feel like torture,” she sighed, lifting her leg up against his hip so he was cradled against her more perfectly. “I won’t tell you anything.”
He chuckled as he moved a bit lower. “I like that about you. You want to maintain your integrity. But it isn’t going to work. I have superior interrogation techniques.”
She laughed at that but then he latched onto her breast. “I believe you do.”
“Tell me why you ran away last time,” he commanded.
Brianna remained silent, but lifted her hips up higher, pressing her body more firmly against his.
“Distracting me won’t work, my dear.” He moved to her other breast.
“I’ll just have to try harder,” she replied. Lifting her hands, she circled his neck, bringing her own mouth into play as she bent to nuzzle his ear.
Rocco laughed, the sound coming out as almost a growl. “You’re playing dirty.”
She liked the idea. “I don’t think anyone has ever said anything so sweet to me before,” she said with a smile, her other leg coming up so that both of her legs were wrapped around his waist. “Am I merciless?” she asked, pressing her body closer, feeling his hard body against hers and reveling in the power she had over him, at least at this particular moment.
He groaned, his mouth suckling at her breast. “Not quite merciless enough,” he coaxed. “Try harder.”
Brianna laughed but she was definitely up to the challenge. “Tell me what to do,” she begged.
In response, he teased her nipple with his mouth, sucking hard, causing her back to arch, her mind to eliminate all conscious thought. “I think you’re doing a good enough job without my input.”
Brianna thrilled with those words, but she still tried harder.
A long time later, she rolled over so that her chin was propped up on his chest and she could see at least some of his face. “I need sustenance,” she told him in a matter-of-fact manner that instantly told him that he needed to do something about her predicament.
“So do I,” he said and pulled her more fully on top of him.
Brianna laughed and scooted away. “Not for that! I need food.”
He sighed and captured her even as she giggled and tried to escape his hands. “Food, eh? You’re a demanding woman.”