«To what?»
Climax, in a word. Unlike her, he knew precisely what all this naked was heading toward — in about a minute and a half, his mouth was going to be all over her. «You’re incredible. . and you have nothing to be shy about.»
Her body was insane, all lean muscle and luscious, smooth skin — as far as he was concerned, she was the perfect female, bar none. Christ, he’d never been even half this desperate for those sticks-and-stones social X-rays, with their hard-as-nails boob jobs and their stringy arms.
Payne was powerful, and that was pure sex as far as he was concerned. But she was absolutely going to leave this experience with her virginity intact. Yeah, she wanted what he was giving her, but it wasn’t fair, under these circumstances, to take something she was never getting back: In the quest to return her legs to some sort of functioning, she might well go farther than she would have if it was just sex for the enjoyment of it.
This shit between them was all about purpose.
And the fact that that left him a little hollow was nothing he wanted to look too closely at.
Manny leaned into her. «Give me your mouth, bambina. Let me in.»
As she did what he asked, he inched his hand back to her perfect breast.
«Shh. . easy,» he told her as she nearly jacked off the bed.
Fucking hell, she was lightning in a bottle, and for a moment he imagined what it would be like to ride those rocking hips and take her hard.
Cut that shit right now, Manello, he told himself.
Disengaging from her mouth, he nuzzled his way down the side of her neck and briefly sank his teeth into her collarbone — just enough so that she felt it, not enough to hurt. And as her hands dug into his hair, he knew by the strength of her grip and the way she panted that she wanted him to go exactly where he was heading.
Palming the outside of her breast, he extended his tongue and dragged a slow trail down to that tight pink top. Circling her nipple, he watched her bite down on her lower lip, her fangs cutting into the flesh and drawing a sliver of bright red blood.
Without conscious thought, he surged up and captured what had been shed, lapping it and swallowing—
His eyes slammed shut at the taste: rich and dark, thick and smooth on the back of his throat. His mouth tingled. . and then so did his gut.
«No,» she said in a guttural voice. «You must not do that.»
As he forced his lids open, he watched her own tongue come out and do away with what little was left.
«Yes. I must,» he heard himself say. He needed more. So much more—
She put her fingertip on his lips and shook her head. «No. You shall go mad from it.»
He was going to go mad if he didn’t have a whole mouthful; that’s what he was going to do. Her blood was like cocaine and Scotch together on an intravenous drip: From that shallow swallow, his body had become Superman’s, his chest pumped up, all the muscles in him swelling with power.
As if she were reading his mind, she grew firm. «No, no. . not safe.»
She was probably right — take out the probably. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to try again, assuming he got another chance at it.
He went back to her nipple, sucking it in and flicking. When she arched again, he pushed his arm under her and lifted her up to him. All he could think about was getting in between her legs with his mouth. . but he wasn’t sure how that was going to go over. He needed to keep her in this sweet zone of arousal — not spook her with the kind of shit men liked to do to their women.
He settled for taking his hand where he wanted his lips to be, sweeping his palm slowly down her rib cage and to her stomach. Lower, to her hips. Lower, to her upper thighs.
«Open for me, Payne,» he told her, switching to her opposite nipple and working it with a suck. «Open yourself so I can touch you.»
She did just as he asked, her graceful legs parting.
«Trust me,» he said roughly. And she could. He already felt bad enough that all these firsts were happening with him. He was not going to violate the boundaries he’d set for them.
«I do,» she moaned.
God save them both, he thought as his palm slipped into the juncture—
«Fuck. .» he groaned. Hot and slick, silky smooth. Undeniable.
His arm shot out, the sheets went flying, and his eyes whipped down to lock on the sight of his hand nestled in close to the core of her. As her body arched up, one of her legs fell to the side.
«Healer. .» she groaned. «Please. . don’t stop.»
«You don’t know what I want to do to you,» he said to himself.
«I am in pain.»
Manny gritted his teeth. «Where.»
«Where you have touched me and gone no farther. Do not stop this, I beg you.»
Manny’s mouth opened and he breathed through it.
«Do this thing you want to me, healer,» she moaned. «Whatever it is. I know you are holding back.»
A growl came out of him and he moved so fast that the only thing that could have stopped him was her saying no. And that word was evidently not in her vocabulary.
In a flash, he was between her thighs, his hands spreading her wider, her sex laid open and weeping in the face of his male urge to dominate and mate.
He gave in. Fuck him, but he let himself go and kissed her core. And there was nothing gradual or gentle about it; he dived in with his mouth, sucking at her and tonguing her as she cried out and scratched at his forearms.
Manny came. Hard. In spite of the number of times he’d orgasmed out there in the office. The tingling buzz in his blood and the sweet taste of her sex and the way she moved against his lips, rubbing herself, seeking even more. . it was all too much.
«Healer. . I am. . on the verge of — I know not what I—»
He licked his way up off the top of her sex and then returned to get serious in a slow, thorough way. «Stay with me,» he said against her. «I’m going to make you feel good.»
Flicking his tongue lightly, he took one of his hands down and stroked her without entering her, giving her exactly what she wanted, just at a speed that made her struggle with impatience. But she was going to learn that this anticipation before the release was almost as good as the orgasm she was about to have.
God, she was incredible, that hard body of hers flexing, her muscles going tighter, her chin just visible on the far side of her perfect breasts as her head fell back and kicked the pillows off the bed.
He knew just when the snap in her sex happened. She gasped and grabbed the sheet that covered the mattress, ripping it with her nails as she stiffened from head to foot.
His tongue sneaked in.
He simply had to penetrate her a little. . and those subtle pulses he felt left him dizzy.