Christian could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he waited for her. Skylar stopped inches away from him, unable to look away from his smoldering gaze. It seemed it had her under a spell.
“How do you plan to please me?” His hot breath fanned her face, while his hawk-like eyes pulled her closer like a magnet. He brushed a wisp of hair off her face, his fingers brushing against her creamy skin in a tender caress. His touch intensified the fire already burning inside her.
“I can start with a kiss, maybe!” Shyly, she cupped his cheek, intending to just kiss him and run. She refused to drown in his passion! Christian’s breath hitched as he waited for her lips to touch his. She was kissing him willingly and he couldn’t contain his heartbeats. They seemed to thump wildly, ready to jump out of its ribcage. He had never experienced such an intense moment in all his twenty-eight years of life!
Skylar pulled his head towards her only to brush her lips to his warm, full ones. A tremor of need pulsated through her body at the touch. She trailed her tongue along his lower lip, and he eagerly opened his mouth to her. There was no hesitancy this time in Skylar. She knew what she wanted!
She wanted him!
She plunged her tongue deep into his mouth to dominate the passionate kiss, taking it to a new height altogether. A groan of pleasure escaped his mouth when her fingers delved into his hair, angling his head to devour every recess hungrily.
Just one kiss was enough to ignite a passion in him that drove him wild. She was an enchantress who had him under a spell with just one touch, one kiss, or a word. They were enough to get him rock-hard and aroused to the point of no return. All the restraint he exercised over the past few days was tethered dangerously over the edge. He was ready to forget his announcement and kiss her senseless.
It suddenly occurred to him he had indeed accepted her desire to kiss him by initiating it!
In a split second, his arm went around her to grab her hips, taking her by surprise. His fingers caught her nape to take over from her. His wicked tongue plunged inside her mouth while he rubbed his large bulge at her core. A moan escaped her mouth, and she closed her eyes to surrender to the pleasure. He cupped his hand under her backside and squeezed both cheeks, palming them, kneading them, molding them against his erection.
He walked them backward towards the bedroom until his legs touched the foot of the bed. With his mouth still fused to hers, he tumbled into the bed with her on top of him. A gasp escaped her mouth, but he wasn’t letting her go so easily. With her perky breasts flush against his torso, he could feel how aroused she was! His hand roamed over her body to go under the top she wore.
The moment it came in contact with her soft skin, he lost his control. The dark desires building up inside his head took over all reasonable thoughts. He released her mouth and pulled the top out of her body. He needed to see her!
He needed to claim what was his.
She was his fiancee. They belonged to one another for life. He loved her for life!
“Christian, please. We shouldn’t,” she breathed, blushing as his fiery gaze swept up her body. He gazed at the lacy wisp of underwear, barely covering the curvy mounds. She could feel the cool air make her nipples perk up inviting his touch.
“Why not when you belong to me? I want to feel you in my arms, in my life, Skylar. Don’t deny me, please.” Her heart melted and she gave in. He was right. She belonged to him. They were engaged. He had always proved himself. Could she trust him and see where it led them to?
“Relax, Skylar. Let go for once, babe!” She did, allowing him to ease the lacy bra off her body.
“God has created you in his leisure. I could worship every inch of you.” Her heart skipped a beat at his passionate words. Did he find her that beautiful?
Christian greedily massaged her full breasts while a moan escaped her mouth. His touch aroused a need for more. The restlessness she had been feeling for the last few days finally was satiated. Although her mind battled against it, her heart knew she wanted him.
“Let me take off your tee shirt, please.” Christian’s eyes glittered with excitement and he flashed her a panty-dropping grin.
“I thought you’d never ask.” He flipped her in a split second and kneeled beside her, allowing her to take off his tee shirt. She eased it out of his body, her fingers roaming over his muscular torso. God had created him too in his leisure. She could worship every inch of him all her life, yet not tire of it!
Her mind went blank at the thought. Did she really just have a crush on him? Or was it something deeper? A deep, guttural groan escaped his lips, and he pinned her to the bed with his body. The skin-to-skin contact drove her wild with desire. She bit his neck, trailing her lips down to his chest. He closed his eyes with a sharp intake of breath as tremors rocked him. When he opened his eyes, they were black pools of molten desire. He was unstoppable now.
Christian lowered his head and captured her taut peaks, one by one. He began to suckle, pulling and tugging while she arched her body toward him. Releasing a deep groan, Christian attacked the other breast in the same way. The sexual pressure started building up to new heights between them.
“You’re so beautiful, Skylar! You’re driving me crazy, do you know that? I’m tired of watching you every day and not being able to make love to you. I want to make love to you.”
Skylar blinked, suddenly coming to her senses. No, she wasn’t ready yet.
“No, please. I can’t do this with you.” She pushed at his chest in a state of panic. Christian stilled, coming out of his dazed state with a jolt. The magic spell was broken, and it was back to square one. Would she term the intimate moment they shared a mistake?
“Why not?” he asked in a hurt whisper.
“We don’t feel a thing for one another. That’s why.” Christian rolled over and closed his eyes to ease the dull ache in his heart. Despite everything he did for her, how did she not feel a thing for him? Didn’t she care for him at all? Skylar picked up her clothes and wore them. She glanced at the hurt look on his face and immediately realized her mistake. She had unknowingly hurt him.
“I’m not ready yet, please. Maybe after the wedding, I will be.” She dashed to the en-suite while Christian considered her words. A smile lit up his face, and he got up to change for bed. So all wasn’t lost! He was now sure she cared for him or else she would never have admitted so much. Maybe she didn’t want to hurt him.
His heart sang with delight. She cared about him!
Skylar blushed to the roots of her hair after that impulsive admission. What if he considered her desperate? What had she done? She clutched at her pounding heart, remembering what they shared earlier. Her glance fell upon her reflection in the mirror and she gasped at her swollen lips and flushed face. She looked thoroughly kissed indeed! Yet she didn’t repent it at all. In fact, she would love to repeat what they shared.
After freshening up, she changed into her pajamas but couldn’t go out and face Christian. What if he insisted on resuming where they left off?
After much thought, Skylar peered out of the en-suite to check. She saw him lying on the bed with his eyes hooked to the washroom door. He grinned at her antics.
“Come here.” She shook her head, coming out of the washroom.
“Come here, Skylar. I won’t bite, I promise.” She rolled her eyes, hearing the amusement in his tone.
“I know you won’t. You’ll only kiss.” Christian chuckled and leaned forward to grab hold of her. He pulled her to the bed, and she tumbled on top of him.
“Christian, have you gone crazy?” she scolded him with a chuckle.
“Yes, I have. You’ve driven me crazy for so long. Now that I’ve got you, I won’t let you go. You’re mine, mine, mine.” He wrapped her in his arms and let her sleep on his chest. Her heart skipped a beat, and she placed her head over his chest, listening to his racing heart. Her arms snaked around him and she released a staggering breath. Why did his warm embrace feel so comfortable, almost like home?