Filling you slowly, deeply, until your pleasure makes you scream your delight.”
Scream? She didn’t consider herself the type. But under the circumstances, she was willing to give it a try. Just the feel of his hand on her belly made her want to squirm. Up or down, she thought as he kissed her jaw. He needed to move that hand either up or down. Having it right there in the middle was making her crazy.
“The color of your ni**les,” he whispered. “Like a fully ripe peach. Open your eyes.”
The unexpected request took a second to sink in. Emma opened her eyes and saw Reyhan lean over her br**sts. As she watched, he touched the tip of his tongue to the tip of her left nipple. The combination of seeing and feeling was the most erotic experience of her life. She cried out in delight.
He circled her nipple, then drew it fully into his mouth. The gentle sucking had her arching against him. At the same time, his hand finally dipped south, slipping through her curls and between her legs.
She parted for him, catching her breath as he rubbed against her slick center.
This was nothing like before, she thought as tension filled her body. She ached with every fiber of her being. When he shifted his fingers slightly and found a single spot of pleasure, she nearly rose off the bed.
“Reyhan,” she breathed. “Don’t stop.”
Thankfully, he didn’t. He continued to touch her, stroking her, teasing, circling, as he worshiped her br**sts. The combination made her mind go blank, her legs go limp and her breathing come in fast pants. She couldn’t bear herself enough to him. She wanted to be more naked, more exposed, more intimate.
Her wish was granted when he shifted so that he knelt between her legs and kissed his way down her belly. Part of her suspected what he was going to do while the rest of her couldn’t believe it was really happening. She’d heard…she’d read…but before, he’d never…
He kissed her between her legs—an openmouthed kiss that made her tremble.
Tension exploded inside of her as muscles tensed and collected. He found that one spot and licked it over and over until all she could do was dig her heels into the mattress and clutch the sheets with her hands. She tossed her head from side to side, tried to catch her breath, then gave up air completely as her release claimed her.
She hadn’t known, she thought hazily as her body released and muscles contracted, that this much pleasure existed in the world. That she could feel so good, so right, so everything.
Her climax rippled through her and still he touched her, gentling the contact until the last drop had been wrung from her body. She opened her eyes and stared at him.
“I can’t believe you did that.”
He smiled. “Better than before.”
“Miraculous. I’ve never…” She wiggled, feeling more than a little self-conscious. “You know.”
“Yes, I know.”
He sat up and removed his briefs. She barely had time to gaze at his arousal before he settled between her legs and kissed her br**sts. She felt a shivery kind of ache all over. Suddenly there were more possibilities than she’d ever realized and she wanted him inside of her.
“Yes,” she whispered, as he raised his head and stared at her. “Be in me.” She reached between them and guided him inside.
He was large and stretched her in the best way possible. She felt filled, yet the need for more grew.
He wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close so they pressed together everywhere. She clung to him, urging him deeper.
“More,” she breathed as he withdrew only to fill her again.
The rhythmic thrusting made her pulse against him. She couldn’t get enough and she couldn’t seem to keep control. She strained toward him, reaching, needing, wanting. She dropped her hands to his hips to pull him closer.
“Take me,” she begged. “Oh, Reyhan, yes.”
In and out, in and out. Tension grew again. She couldn’t focus on anything but what they were doing. And then her body convulsed in release and she could only hang on as he took her to heaven and back. At the very end, when she was sure there couldn’t be anything else, he shuddered in her embrace and called out her name.
Later, when the moon had set and they were both lying naked under the covers, Emma rested her head on Reyhan’s shoulder. He was warm and relaxed next to her.
She had the thought that things could have been awkward between them, but he’d made everything so easy and right by simply pulling her close. As if he never planned on letting her go and this was exactly where she belonged.
Emma awoke to a bright sunny day and the feeling that she could quite possibly fly. As she lay in the large bed and relived her night with Reyhan, she felt herself smiling, tingling and fighting the urge to break out in song.
So that was what all the fuss was about, she thought happily as she rubbed her hand against the sheets where Reyhan had slept. Amazing how she’d missed the whole point before. Now she got it completely. Her only regret was that he hadn’t taken her again and again, as he had on their honeymoon. For the first time, making love several times a day made perfect sense.
“We’ll have tonight,” she said as she tossed back the covers and stood. She was still naked, but there wasn’t anyone around to see. After grabbing her robe from the foot of the bed, she walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
As she stepped into the steaming spray, she had the thought that night was really far off and maybe he wasn’t doing anything for lunch. Or there was that massive desk in his office. The surface might be a little hard, but the space had possibilities. She was still laughing when she began to shampoo her hair.