His attention was diverted from the task at hand when he felt her hands unbuttoning his shirt, her movements hurried, impatient.

Nina sat up, straddling him. “Take it off.” Her voice was husky, her eyes appeared glazed, her pupils widened under her half-lowered lids. He rid himself of his shirt in one brisk move.

“You too.” Employing vampire speed, he threw her shirt to join his on the floor seconds later. Her twin globes shone like beacons in the dim light of the room. Surely a taste was in order. It had been far too many hours since he’d licked those responsive nipples.

He loved burying his head in between her breasts, being sheltered by the softness of them, taking in the scent of her skin. What man, vampire or not, could resist such perfect roundness?

His lips found her nipple and suckled greedily, first on one, then on the other. Neither would be neglected. He felt like a hungry babe who couldn’t quite get enough of the generous meal offered. Such full breasts needed more than a few cursory licks and laps from his tongue.

With his fingers, he tugged at the little buds, making her cry out. She threw her head back and arched her back, offering her breasts for him to continue his sensual assault. He palmed her weight in both hands, then again descended on one of her nipples, his tongue forging ahead, his own deep moan providing the battle cry.

The contact with her hard, erect bud sent more blood surging into his already rock-hard cock. Heat seared through him. Then he closed his lips around her and sucked. His erection added another inch and thanked him for not wearing any underwear to constrict its expansion.

Suddenly he sensed her gaze on him and looked up.

“You’re still wearing too many clothes.”

Amaury made a liar out of her ten seconds later, having rid himself of his pants, lying underneath her, naked now. His impressive shaft stood erect where she straddled him, close enough to feel the tickle of her nest of blonde curls. Untamed and natural.

He caught her look as she perused his erection. Fascinated or frightened? He couldn’t tell. Was he too big for her?

A tentative finger brushed over the head of his shaft, where moisture had already collected. Kissing her had done that, as if he was some inexperienced young kid.

“You’re big.”

“Chérie, we’ll move at your pace. You’ll take me inside when you’re ready, one inch at a time.” That was why he wanted her on top. If she was underneath him, he would never be able to restrain himself from plunging into her. Too fast, without giving her a chance to adjust to his size.

He pulled her head to him and took her lips for a kiss. As she bent over him, his cock rubbed against her stomach, and the little vixen teased him even more by moving up and down along him, rubbing her sex against his length.

The scent of Nina’s arousal filled the room and drugged him. Not sure how long he could stand it, he palmed her ass and stroked her bare skin. Slipping one hand along her crack, he found her moist center. She stilled her movements instantly and tilted toward his hand, offering her inviting womanly folds to his touch.

Amaury ran his finger along her warm slit, before he slipped it inside. Her tightness was intoxicating. How she would squeeze his cock to completion with her muscles. He could hardly wait. A deep moan dislodged from his chest. She would be his, soon.

When he felt her pull away from him, he didn’t want to let her go, but she sat up. She lifted herself onto her knees, and his hands automatically went to her hips to support her. With painstaking slowness, she centered herself over his shaft. Nina eased herself lower until the tip of his cock touched her moist sex. His heartbeat doubled. How he wanted to drive her down onto him! He clenched his jaw to restrain himself.

“So wet for me.”

Another half inch, and his bulbous head nudged at her entrance, forcing her nether lips apart to accommodate him. Her breath came in heavy pants, her beautiful breasts moving in unison every time she inhaled and exhaled. Her channel widened slightly, and she inched lower.

Her interior muscles squeezed him, and he ground his teeth together. The sensation was too delicious, almost painful, knowing he had to stay still and not move, when all he wanted was to thrust his hips toward heaven and fill her.

Amaury watched her face for any signs of discomfort when she closed her eyes and suddenly bore down on him, submerging his nine inches of marble-hard cock into her tight body.

Fuck, she was killing him!

He was right at the edge, seconds from spilling, like some green kid. Some juvenile who’d never felt a woman’s body before.

His loud grunt was echoed by Nina’s guttural moan. When he felt her move, he instantly locked his hands onto her hips and held her in place.