Greek Mavericks: The Greek's Unforgettable Secret. Кейт Хьюит

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      She was back.

      The rush of triumph inside him was like nothing he’d ever known—not for eleven years, at least. She was everything he remembered and more, and she came to him as if their years apart had disappeared. She pressed against him, responding fiercely as he kissed her. She was strong and sure, and every bit his match.

      Their tongues tangled as she clung to him, and when he eased her legs apart with his thigh she arced her body against his in the hunt for more contact. Cupping her buttocks with one hand, he unlaced the strings of her bikini with the other as they traded kisses hungrily.

      Glancing down nearly wrecked his control. He was painfully and hugely erect, while Lizzie was as sensitive as he remembered. He only had to stroke her lightly to hear her purr. He parted her lips and found the tiny bud. He teased and then pulled away, then teased some more as she clung to him, gasping out her pleasure.

      ‘Beneath me now,’ he instructed softly.

      There was no need to ask. Lizzie was way ahead of him.

      ‘Slowly,’ he advised as she bucked towards him.

      ‘Why?’ Her eyes challenged him.

      ‘Because it’s been a long time.’

      She raised an amused brow. ‘Like I don’t remember?’

      Neither of them could forget, it seemed. The memory of taking her, of sinking deep into Lizzie’s tight, moist heat, was seared on his brain for all time. Maximum control was essential as he prepared to rediscover the woman he had enjoyed like no other.

      He stroked and kissed and took his time. Lizzie was all hunger and need, and he had to slow her down. Teasing her, he cupped her between the legs, denying her the contact she wanted.

      He smiled as he watched her eyes darken. ‘I’ve got you now,’ he whispered.

      ‘You think?’ she whispered back.

      ‘Shall we put it to the test?’ he suggested, still teasing her with kisses.

      ‘This is your island, and this is your beach, so I guess you can do anything you like,’ she said, seeming pleased at this idea.

      ‘Do you want me to?’

      ‘What do you think I want you to do?’

      He smiled as she moved restlessly beneath him.

      Hearing foil rip, she lifted her hips, and she was so aroused that at his first intimate touch she was reaching greedily for release.

      This was the Lizzie he remembered from eleven years ago. This was the woman with whom he’d made love on every surface in his apartment—including pressed up against the floor-to-ceiling windows, where anyone who’d wanted to could have seen.

      ‘You’re right,’ he agreed. ‘We—you,’ he amended as he pinned her wrists above her head ‘—can do anything you want to do while you’re here.’

      ‘Including to you?’ she said. ‘Can I use you for my pleasure?’

      ‘I don’t see why not.’ He grinned. ‘But that would be for my pleasure too.’ Pressing her knees back, he moved between them. ‘Hold them for me.’

      ‘Like this? So I’m exposed…?’

      She sounded so excited.

      He told her yes.

      She did as he asked, and now her brown eyes were almost black, with just a rim of sepia around her pupils. She was right on the edge.

      ‘Don’t tease me,’ she warned.

      ‘Pleasure delayed is pleasure intensified,’ he taunted softly.

      ‘None of that rubbish now,’ she warned him.

      Taking hold of his arms, she arranged herself to her liking and shuddered out a soft cry when he gave her just the tip.

      ‘What?’ he murmured, sinking deeper.

      ‘You…this…’

      He rocked his hips forward and gave her a little more. He pulled out completely before sinking even deeper into her tight, warm grip. The pleasure was intense. It took everything he’d got to hold back so she could get used to the invasion. She was throbbing around him, insistently drawing him on. He only had to move the smallest fraction for her to wail and let go.

      Helpless in the grip of violent release, she bucked frantically back and forth, while he held her in place, making sure that she benefited from every last pulse of pleasure.

      ‘Worth the wait?’ he murmured when she quietened.

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