Modern Romance November 2019 Books 5-8. Dani Collins

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СКАЧАТЬ time it was probably a handful of seconds. But it was enough to unnerve me. Enough that when she deigned to lift those hypnotising eyes to mine all that remained in me was a frenzied roar.

      I watched her lips move but didn’t hear the words she uttered. Her eyes grew wider, possibly at my expression. She started to step back.

      I closed the gap between us and tugged her to me. With her heavy magnificent breasts pressed against my chest all I wanted was to lose myself in her. To slay this terrible need.

      Her nostrils quivered as she inhaled rapidly. Against my chest her hands fluttered, and a trembling I wanted to believe had nothing to do with sex seized her.

      ‘Axios…’

      ‘I said I want to be different, Calypso. Take this leap with me?’

      But even as her eyes widened at my words she hesitated, her lower lip caught between her teeth, taunting me with the prospect of unaccustomed denial.

      And all the while my insides churned with emotions I didn’t want to examine.

      All the while delicate tremors filtered through her body and her breathing grew more erratic with her undeniable arousal.

      I was on the very edge of my sanity when Calypso’s fingers whispered over the button above my navel, toyed with the stud for a second before fluttering away again. Eyes that refused to meet mine remained fixed on my chest.

      She released her lip and I fought the urge to lean down and bite the plump, wet curve.

      Before her wicked hands could further wreck me, I caught them in one hand. ‘Calypso, look at me.’

      After an eternity her lashes lifted. Dark blue hypnotic pools pulled me in, threatening to drown me.

      ‘Say the words. I want to hear them,’ I pressed, aware that my voice was a gravel-rough mess.

      She inhaled. ‘I’ll take the leap with you. For now.’

      I had to hand it to her—she knew how to time her negotiations to maximum effect. But I’d given my word and I wouldn’t go back on it. Besides, the earlier we excised this fever from our systems the earlier we could start the extrication process.

      The earlier I could return to my life as I knew and preferred it.

      The punch of satisfaction I expected never arrived.

       More…

      ‘For now?’ I repeated, dismissing the hollow echo of the words.

      I steeped myself deeper in the moment. Revelled in the fingers gripping my shirt as if the small scrap of cotton would ground her. She swallowed again, then gave a nod.

      I crooked a finger under her chin and nudged her head upward. ‘Tell me, pethi mou,’ I insisted.

      ‘I want you,’ she whispered.

      The breathy little sound washed over my chin and throat, making something frenzied and untamed leap inside me, filling me with the prospect of what ‘more’ could mean.

      ‘More…’ I pressed, wanting irrevocable confirmation that she wanted this.

      Her chin lifted, her eyes gleaming boldly. ‘I want to be in your bed. I want you to take me.’

      I slid my hand up her delicate spine to tangle in her hair. To grip it and keep her attention on me. ‘I want to make you mine again. Tell me you want that.’

      Her fists bunched, a breathy little sound escaping her throat as she swayed closer. ‘I want to be yours.’

      Like over a breached dam, a torrent swelled inside me. Removing her silk dress was as simple as catching the fragile material and ripping it off her body.

      She gasped, staring down at the tattered fabric at her feet before attempting to glare at me. ‘I don’t believe you did that.’

      A smile caught me unawares. ‘I didn’t think you were that attached to it. If so, I’ll buy you a dozen more,’ I vowed thickly. Because the sight of her body, displaying changes after bearing my son in the form of slightly thicker hips, a rounded softness in her belly and, best of all, the heaviness of her breasts, had intensified the throbbing in my groin.

      I was barely aware of sinking to my knees, framing her lush hips and pulling her to me. I welcomed the fingers clenching tight into my hair as my lips found the sensitive flesh below her navel and brazenly tasted her creamy skin. When she sagged against the door I went lower, removing her panties before catching one leg and throwing it over my shoulder so I could find the heart of her, the true feminine core that called to me with the strength of a dozen sirens.

      ‘Ax!’

      Her sweet cry urged me on, her taste a drug surging with unstoppable force through my bloodstream. I didn’t relent until she was splintering in my arms, her moans music to my ears. Only then did I scoop her up and carry her to my bed to begin all over again.

      Her head rolled on the pillow, her hair fanning out in a dark silken halo as her lips parted on hot little gasps as I rediscovered every delightful inch of her body.

      ‘Omorfi…’

      The word tumbled unbidden from my lips as I caught one pearled nipple in my mouth. And she was beautiful, with a certain indefinable layer of femininity and strength adding to her allure.

      ‘When you glided up that aisle like an obedient wraith I had no idea you were hiding this…this steel and sensuality beneath that frothy gown.’

      Her eyes widened in dazed surprise. ‘Was that why you left the next morning? Because I wasn’t what you expected?’

      It was my turn to be stunned. To ponder how events had unfolded through her eyes. But now wasn’t the time to admit I’d been unnerved then too. Just as I was now.

      ‘No. My delivery wasn’t great, but I believed leaving was best. However, this…’ I slid a hand down her ribcage, revelled in her unfettered response ‘…was certainly a surprise.’

      And the fact that she was even more responsive now threatened to annihilate my self-control completely.

      Before I was entirely consumed I reached for a condom, donned it and accepted the enthralling welcome of her parted thighs. I slanted my lips over hers, unwilling to leave any feast unsatisfied as I entered her in one deep, glorifying thrust.

      Pleasure detonated in a shower of fireworks as I seated myself deep within her. Felt her tighten around me, drawing me deeper. When she sought to shatter me further with needy whimpers and greedy hands I tore my lips from hers, gritted my teeth in an effort to make this last.

      But of course the next layer of sweet torture waited in the wings. With her mouth free, and the nirvana of a higher plane of pleasure waiting, I watched her slide into that unique dimension, that place where her unfiltered pleasure rippled from her alluring lips.

      ‘My God, you’re so big. So deep. I feel every inch of you…’

      A muted roar rumbled up my throat as her words threatened СКАЧАТЬ