Her Ex, Her Future?. Louisa George

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СКАЧАТЬ other hand, as you so perceptively pointed out, I owe you an orgasm.’

      ‘There is that,’ she said dazedly, her mouth dry and her blood roaring in her ears.

      ‘But it’s your call.’

      As if she were going to stop him now. As if she could move anyway. As if she even wanted to. ‘I think I’d better just shut up.’

      ‘Good decision.’

      And, boy, it was. As Kit returned his attention to the hot, wet centre of her her eyes fluttered closed and her body vibrated with the sensations rocketing through her.

      When his tongue touched her clitoris she arched off the bed with a soft groan. He sucked. Licked. Slid one finger, then another, into her and gently, achingly slowly moved them inside her. Expertly building the tension inside her, knowing exactly how to, speeding up and slowing down until she thought she’d go mad with either desire or frustration.

      She moaned. Cried out in desperation. Began to pant and writhe and was practically on the point of begging when Kit combined the licking and the sucking with a clever twist of his fingers and the tight ball of tension deep inside her exploded. And then she was spiralling out of control, hurtling into oblivion and splintering into a billion tiny pieces as she convulsed and clenched around his fingers with his name on her lips.

      ‘That certainly evened up the score,’ she mumbled, once the tremors had subsided, her vision had cleared and she’d got her breath back.

      He pushed himself up and took his weight on his elbows as he looked down at her. ‘Good.’

      ‘I want more.’

      ‘Demanding.’

      She shot him a wicked smile. ‘Oh, you have no idea.’

      ‘I’m intrigued.’

      ‘I still need to show you how much I want this. And you.’

      ‘Then what are you waiting for?’

      ‘Absolutely nothing,’ she said, curling a leg around his hip and rolling him onto his back.

      Straddling his hips, she leaned forwards to kiss him and, taking him in one hand, positioned him and, unable to wait any longer, sank down.

      He groaned into her mouth and she gasped at the feel of him stretching her, filling her, so tight, so deep. He began to move but she stilled him.

      ‘Wait,’ she said.

      ‘What?’

      ‘Patience, my darling.’

      ‘Not one of my virtues. Although I must say I’ve astounded myself this last week.’

      ‘Really?’

      ‘Like you wouldn’t believe. Not as much as you’re astounding me now though.’

      ‘You like this?’ she said teasingly.

      ‘I always did. You know that.’

      ‘Me too.’

      He reared up then and, clamping one hand to the back of her neck, the other to her hip, held her close. She could feel his heart thudding against her. Inside her. And then unable to help herself she began to move. Rocking slowly against him, rolling her hips forwards as he thrust up.

      The rain continued to pound the roof and the terrace, and sweat coated her skin as the heat inside her grew.

      Kit brought her head forwards, caught her mouth with his, and she clutched at his shoulders, barely able to stand the pleasure coursing through her. She whimpered. He moaned and she felt the tension, the desperation clawing at her.

      ‘God, Lily,’ he said, breaking the kiss for a moment, his breathing harsh and fast and his face tight.

      ‘I know.’ She was trembling so much, feeling so much she thought she might burst with the pressure of it.

      ‘I love you,’ he said quietly, looking deep into her eyes.

      ‘I love you too.’

      And then his grip on her tightened and he was moving harder and faster and she was grinding down onto him and then with one last powerful thrust he buried himself deep inside her. She felt him pulsate and throb, and the vibrations and the words he groaned into her ear tipped her over the edge, her body erupting in ecstasy.

      * * *

      Lying on the sun lounger and gazing up at the canopy of stars with Lily snuggled between his legs, her head resting on his shoulder, both of them wrapped in his sheets, Kit thought it was kind of hard to believe that only a couple of hours ago he’d been considering jacking it all in with her.

      At one point he’d been about as low as he could be but now, after the craziest, best afternoon he’d had in years, there were possibilities. Infinite possibilities.

      Just as the storm had cleared the heavy tropical air of dust and heat, leaving everything clean and fresh, they’d cleared the air of the doubt and frustration that had lain between them.

      Now he and Lily had the chance to make a new start, and he intended to take full advantage of the fact that those doors were no longer merely ajar but wide open.

      ‘Have you really been thinking about this for the last four days?’ Lily murmured, cutting into his thoughts as she gently ran her fingers along his forearm, which lay across her beneath her breasts.

      ‘Pretty much every second.’

      ‘I never guessed.’

      ‘Nor I about you.’

      ‘What a lot of time we’ve wasted.’

      Her words held a note of regret and he smiled faintly. ‘I don’t think so.’

      She tilted her head back and round to glance up at him. ‘No?’

      ‘Well, put it this way, if we’d done this days ago we’d never have seen or done half the things we have. In all likelihood we wouldn’t have left the villa.’

      ‘That’s true.’

      ‘I’d never have learnt how good you are at fishing.’

      ‘That was just beginner’s luck.’

      ‘We wouldn’t have seen the Madagascar anemonefish.’

      ‘We wouldn’t. And it was incredible. Still, I’m pretty sure I’d rather have been doing this.’

      She had a point. ‘Good to see our ability to communicate is as strong as ever,’ he said.

      ‘Yeah.’

      ‘When did we get so bad at reading each other?’ he murmured, idly stroking his fingers through her hair and feeling her shiver.

      ‘You have to ask?’

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