Please Be Mine

Chapter Thirty Eight

Trembling, mortified by how much she wanted him, Selena clutched at his shoulders as he set her down on the floor, barely conscious of the beautiful circular room, the high arched windows or the vaulted ceiling. Her body was on fire with anticipation, and her entire focus was on the man now undressing her with deft, experienced fingers.

As tens of thousands of pounds worth of designer silk slithered unrestrained to the floor, her old insecurities resurfaced, and Selena was grateful for the relative protection of moonlight and underwear. But Nick showed merciless disregard for her inhibitions, peeling off her panties in a slick, decisive movement and tumbling her trembling, naked body on to the enormous four-poster bed.

"Don't move. I like looking at you." Having positioned her to his satisfaction, Nick sprang to his feet and removed his own clothing with impatient fingers, his eyes scanning her squirming body and flushed cheeks as he undressed with unself-conscious grace and fluidity. "You are so beautiful."

As his carelessly discarded clothes hit the floor, Selena quickly discovered that there was more than enough light for her to make out milky smooth skin and bold male arousal. Dizzy from that brief glimpse of raw masculinity, she drew in a sharp breath as he came down on top of her.

Shocked by the sudden contact with his lean powerful frame, Selena's pulse rate shot into overdrive and she slid her hands over his shoulders, her back arching as his clever mouth fastened over her nipple, and he plundered her sensitive flesh with sure, skilled flicks of his tongue.

Lightening bursts of sensation exploded through her body, and as his seeking fingers traced a path to that place where the ache had almost become intolerable Selena shifted restlessly against the silk sheets, the wanton movement giving him the access he needed.

With slow, sensitive strokes, he explores the most intimate part of her until Selena was sobbing his name, begging him for more, in the grip of such a terrifying craving that she knew if he stopped now she'd die.

Nick shifted her hips and his own position, giving her just time to register the silken throb of his arousal before he plunged deep into her moist, aching interior, and her world exploded.

Rocketing from earth to ecstasy, Selena shot straight into a shattering climax, only dimly registering Nick's disbelieving curse and the sudden faltering of his rhythm as his own control was threatened by her body's violent response. Sobbing his name, Selena dug her fingers into the slick flesh of his shoulders, so out of her mind with that excitement she was incapable of doing anything except hold on as each driving thrust drove her back towards paradise.

Her body splintered into pieces again, and this time she felt him reach his own release, and she hugged him tightly, overwhelmed by what had to be the most incredible experience of her life.

"You're a miracle in bed," Nick said huskily, rolling onto his back and taking her with him.

Stunned by the whole experience, and prepared to snuggle against his chest, Selena gave a whimper of shock as he closed his hands over her hips and lifted her so that she straddle him.

"Nick, we can't!"

But they did.

Again and again, until Selena couldn't think or move.

Finally she lay there, sated and exhausted, one arm draped over his powerful chest, her cheek against the warmth of his bronzed shoulder.

She could hear sounds of the sea through one of the open windows and she closed her eyes, feeling a rush of happiness.

She no longer had any doubts that she'd done the right thing.

They been married for less than a day and already his attitude to her was softening. Yes, he found it hard to talk about his emotions, but he didn't have trouble showing them, did he?

He'd been tender, passionate, demanding, skilled, and thoughtful.

Just thinking about it made her body burned again, and she slid her fingers through the dark hairs that hazed his chest, fascinated by the contrast between his body and hers.

"I had no idea it was possible to feel like that." She spoke softly and gently, and pressed an affectionate kiss against his warm flesh, hugging him tightly. "You're fantastic—" She broke off as he withdrew from her and sprang from the bed.

Without uttering as single word in response to her unguarded declaration, he strode through a door and slammed it behind him.