His kiss was hard, almost a warning…she enveloped it.

The thick expanse of his chest rippled under her hand as she matched him for every kiss. She nipped his lip when he pulled back to kiss her neck and shoulder. He tasted her, using his tongue and teeth along her collarbone. The scruff of his chin felt delicious on her soft skin. He’d leave his mark on her, she knew. She loved the thought.

He released her hair and ran his hand down her back. When he reached her bottom, he squeezed her hard, and pulled her close. Under the towel, his erection already strained. As much as she wanted to see and feel that part of him moving inside her, she wanted this more. The torture of discovery and desire that made every pore in her skin weep for him. Only him.

Fingers found the bare skin of her backside. “Where are your knickers, Gwen?”

Was that laughter in his voice?

“Useless garment when going to bed…don’t you think?” She scraped her teeth along the ink on his shoulder before swirling her tongue around his erect nipple.

He groaned, and brought her lips back to his for a deep kiss that reached to her toes.

His hand reached under her nightgown, his thumb grazed her br**sts.

Gwen pushed into his touch.

“You’re intoxicating,” he told her. “And this,” he tugged her nightclothes over her head, “isn’t needed anymore.”

His massive hands returned to her shoulders once she stood before him completely bare. Neil looked his fill, his lips lifted into a grin. “Incredible.”

His stare brought a wave of power over her.

Slowly, he eased his hands down her chest. He cupped one breast and leaned in to taste. When his soft mouth found her, the world tilted.

He caught her before her legs gave way completely, and he lifted her to the bed.

Neil’s eyes darkened as she stretched on the bed.

“Vixen.”

He dropped one of his knees to the bed.

“Drop the towel, Neil.”

It was on the floor in an instant. And she stared. Her body shivered. She knew he’d be large, given the size of the man…but bloody hell.

“Scared, Gwendolyn?”

She forced her eyes away from his intimate parts. “That is not fear on my face.” She sucked in her lip, chewed it.

“Good.” He fell onto her, setting one knee between her thighs and taunting her as he continued exploring her br**sts with his tongue and mouth. Her body was a mass of sensation. The staggering weight of him felt like armor. Protective.

She’d always wanted this man, and now she knew why. With her heart and body working in tandem to please him, she finally experienced what it was to feel everything. Every touch…like how his fingers gripped her hip as they descended on her thigh, lit up her skin, her senses.

His thick heat pressed against her belly, begging to be touched. As he explored her body, she played with his as she’d always wanted to. The firm globes of his butt filled her palms. As she squeezed him, he tilted his hips into her.

She distracted him with a kiss, and slid her hand between their bodies and gripped him.

Neil tore his lips away. “Fuck, Gwen.” He moved into her touch, dropped his forehead to hers. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

She loosened her grip, but stroked him softly. “That’s never going to happen.”

“You’re not ready…not for what I’m going to do to you.”

Her body flooded with moisture.

She opened for him. “Why don’t you check?”

The hand that gripped her hip moved to her center and easily slid inside her. Her eyes rolled back. “Oh, please.”

He stroked her again, added another finger. “You’re ready.”

“Maybe next time you’ll take my word for it.”

He played with her a little longer nearly completing her with his hand before chasing her orgasm away. She squirmed under him, trying to force all of him between her legs. He shifted on the bed, leaving her…and then returned with a condom.

“Finally,” she whispered taking the packet from his fingers and opening it herself. “Allow me.”

He knelt between her thighs as she sat forward and rolled the protection over him. She trailed her hands under him and down his legs before collapsing back to the bed.

With effortless hands, Neil pulled her hips up and toward him before teasing her a little longer by running his hands down her thighs and spreading the folds of her for his gaze. Only when she reached for him did he seem to snap out his trance. Taking both her hands in one of his he stretched them above her head and held her still.

“Last chance to back out.” The words sounded painful coming out of his mouth.

“Don’t you dare.”

He smiled, lowered his body to hers. The thickness stretched her, filled her, and left nothing but mindless joy in its path.

“You OK?” he asked.

She opened her eyes, smiled. “I won’t break, Neil.”

Just when she thought she’d absorbed all of him, there was more. She was filled and completely enveloped him as he started to move. Slow at first like a runner warming up for a long marathon. Hot waves of desire bundled deep inside her started to tighten even more.

He wove his fingers with hers, kept her arms spread as he kissed her and possessed her all at the same time.

Gwen matched his pace and squeezed him with her thighs and the muscles deep inside her womb. Neil moaned and moved faster. He plunged with such force the bed slammed against the wall and she wanted more.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and tilted closer. The tight spot of passion blossomed and spread until she ripped her lips from his to breathe his name. Her body exploded into a million stars like a desert night sky.

His fingers gripped hers as Neil followed with his release.

He came to rest on the side of her. Gwen kept her thigh over his hip, refusing to back far away. He kissed her knuckles and held her hand between them.

“I should feel guilty about that,” he told her. “I don’t.”

“Glad to hear that. Otherwise I might have to tie you up in the night and purge you of such thoughts.”

He laughed and smiled. She loved his smile, wished he’d grace her with one more often.

“You surprise me, Princess.”

“Really? How’s that?”

“You take bugs outside, flirt like a wicked woman, dress like a lady, and make love with your whole being.”

If he knew she’d never made love like they just had…not even close, would she scare him away?

“Go big or go home,” she said.