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       CHAPTER TEN

      RENZO tugged at the knot at her waist until it came free. Faith held her breath as he undid the inner knot—and then he opened the dress as if he were opening a present, his eyes gleaming appreciatively as they slid over her.

      She’d never been so open to a man in her life, and yet she didn’t feel exposed. She felt beautiful, desirable. She didn’t envy the Katie Palmers of the world at this moment. No, it was they who should envy her. Because this gorgeous, gorgeous man was looking at her like she was the only one in the world who could satisfy him.

      It might only be temporary, might only be for this one moment in time, but she didn’t care. Right now, he was hers. She could see it in his eyes, in his beautiful masculine body. His entire focus was on her, and she knew she wouldn’t be the same after tonight.

      Renzo shook his head slowly. “What have you been hiding from me, Faith? For six long months, you’ve been hiding this sexy body.”

      He made her blush. “At this point, I’m a sure thing,” she said, her heart beating hard. “You don’t have to flatter me to get your way.”

      He looked so serious. “It is not flattery, Faith. It’s truth. You are incredibly sexy.” He spread his hand over her belly. It wasn’t a flat belly, not like his, and she bit her lip as embarrassment sliced through her.

      “Renzo—”

      “I love your skin,” he told her, as if she hadn’t spoken. “So creamy and pale. And your curves.” He sucked in a breath. “Dio, Faith, your curves could kill a man if he weren’t careful.”

      His hand slid down over her hip, skimmed over the silk of her panties, and then back up to cup a breast. His other hand went behind her back, unsnapped her bra, and then he was lifting it off her arms—along with the dress—and tossing it aside.

      “They aren’t perfect,” Faith blurted. “They aren’t round and perky and firm.”

      Renzo put a finger over her lips. “Don’t talk, cara mia. Feel.”

      He bent until his mouth hovered over one stiff nipple. “I love your breasts. They are real. Round and firm, as you say, is usually made of silicone.”

      He licked the tip of her nipple, and her sex tightened. “Renzo,” she gasped.

      “Yes, amore, feel.”

      He made love to her nipples then, licking and sucking the stiff little points until she wanted to scream. She’d never known that arousal could be painful until tonight. Because she burned for more than this, exquisite as it was. She burned for his body inside hers, for the sweetness of a shattering climax. She was gasping with need, writhing beneath him, and still he wouldn’t put her out of her misery.

      When he moved down her body, his mouth skimming her flesh, she cried out. If this was what making love felt like, why had she waited so long?

      Because this was what making love with Renzo felt like. It would not have been the same with another man.

      He tugged her panties from her hips, sliding them from her legs, and then he brought her to his mouth and slid his tongue along the seam of her sex. She arched up off the bed when he did so, her entire body on fire in a way she’d never before experienced. Of course she’d had self-induced orgasms before, but she’d never felt this kind of excitement in the buildup.

      Renzo spread her with his thumbs. The instant his tongue touched her soft, sensitive core, she came apart with a cry. The sensations had been building for so long, her body growing so tight with it, that she needed nothing else to send her plunging over the edge. He didn’t take his mouth off her as she shattered. Instead, he pushed her harder over the edge, kept the pressure focused on that one spot, his tongue darting and swirling long after she would have thought she had nothing left.

      When it was over, she closed her eyes and turned her head into the pillow. Embarrassment echoed through her. And something else. Something hot and dark and ecstatic.

      And yet she was surprised to realize that she wasn’t completely satisfied. She felt boneless, liquid—and edgy. There was more, so much more that she’d not yet experienced.

      “Dio, you are sexy,” Renzo said, his voice roughened with passion. “The things I want to do to you, Faith. You tempt me beyond what is reasonable.”

      She couldn’t speak as he stood and stripped off his trousers. She could only watch as his body was revealed inch by delicious inch, her breath catching in her chest at the sight of Renzo D’Angeli finally in the very naked and very hot flesh.

      He knelt between her legs. He was big and hard and beautiful, and her heart thrummed so fast it made her dizzy. She reached for him, wanting to touch that part of him she knew nothing about. She’d never seen a man naked in the flesh before, and he fascinated her.

      His breath hissed in as she tentatively stroked her fingers along his erection. He was hot. And very hard.

      “Wrap your hand around me,” he said, and she obeyed. She could feel him pulsing beneath her palm. It made her feel powerful, sexy, to know she’d caused this reaction. He put his hand over hers, showed her how to stroke him. When he let her go, she didn’t stop. Boldly, she continued to stroke him, loving the way he groaned. A second later, he pulled her hand away, kissing her fingertips.

      “Much more of that,” he told her, “and it will be like my first time again.”

      He was far too experienced to lose control that easily, and yet it made her heart soar to think she could excite him that much.

      He grabbed a condom from the nightstand and sheathed himself. Still kneeling, he lifted her hips and positioned himself at her entrance.

      “If it hurts too much, you must tell me,” he said.

      She nodded, and then the hot, hard head of him was pushing into her. It was a tight fit, but it didn’t hurt quite the way she’d expected it would.

      “You are so ready for me,” he said, his voice unexpectedly raw, his eyes closing tight as the muscles in his neck corded.

      He didn’t move for a long minute, and then he lowered himself on top of her. His mouth slanted over hers as he thrust completely inside her. Faith gasped at the fullness of his possession, at the heat and light shimmering through her, at this feeling of finally being joined with him. But there СКАЧАТЬ