Page 34 of Nigel

"You should havedone just that." She straightened her knees and when her bottombrushed against his cock, helpless need surged through his body. Shefelt it - he knew when she did. Her body trembled even more and herhand tightened on the one he had on her stomach. "Nigel-"

"Do you want meto apologize?" he whispered harshly; his body already hot. "Tryand control my desire? I cannot." He sucked the side of her neckinto his mouth and had her crying out.

"I want to tearyou apart." With trembling fingers, he guided himself into herand almost wept as she clamped around him like tight fingers withscorching nails. "I need you. Need me back too." He startedmoving, his hand drifting down to tease her swollen flesh.

"I cannot stopneeding you. God help me." She was practically sobbing, herknees lifting almost to her stomach and causing him to inch in evendeeper.

The narrowness of thesofa forced them to bunch together tight. And it felt so good, sodamn good that he was almost weeping from the pleasure. "SweetChrist!" He used his tongue on the bite and then startednibbling, sending shockwaves throughout her body.

The climax came then,pushing into her until she could not help but scream. He increasedthe pace, fingers working her flesh and then slipping inside her.

The combination wasastonishing. He came, long and furiously hard and was the one cryingout her name, his body shuddering uncontrollably. He emptied andemptied until he had nothing else. And afterwards, he just held heragainst him, body still shaking.

He had to wait a fewminutes before he eased out of her and extricated himself to move offthe sofa. He needed distance at the moment.

"Something toeat." He did not bother with clothes and she had the pleasure ofseeing the long, lean body, the play of muscles, the fine ass and theimpressive sex which was still half full. She had the front frontalview when he turned to pull the throw over her. "A snack,"he added briskly before turning away.

She needed the timetoo; her heart was thrumming like a frightened bird caught in a trapand her body was still singing. That was the only way to describe it.The man had completely destroyed her senses.

And he had told herhe was falling in love with her - that was completely off the chaincrazy. She was not going to even pay that a bit of mind. It was justhot sex - mind destroying sex and nothing more.

Love could not happenthis quickly. They were both adults and could deal with the sexthing. But as for love? She shook her head. No deal. She was notgoing to entertain anything like that.

He came back with atray of cheese, fruits and biscuits and a bottle of wine with twoglasses. Setting it down on the table in front of the sofa, he tookthe time to drag on his trousers before sitting next to her.

"I have worn youout," he murmured when she sat up and wrapped the blanket aroundher.

"Kinda."She started when he tucked strands of hairs away.

"You arescared."

"No."

He only lifted hisbrows at that.

"I am not,"she insisted. "Because-" She accepted the wine he handedher. "This love thing is not happening."

"Saying it isnot going to make it any less so." He handed her the plate, hisdeep voice calm and reasonable.

"It's not."

"Okay." Shejolted when he leaned over to kiss her.

"I don't want totalk about it."

"Then we won't."Settling back against the cushions, he stretched his legs out. "Youare cautious."

"That's talkingabout it," she pointed out as she ate thinly sliced cheese onthe biscuit.

"I am justmaking an observation." There was an amused look on hisextremely attractive face. He looked relaxed and confident, barechested and utterly sexy. She could just jump him.

"Well keep it toyourself," she muttered, taking a sip of wine.

"All right."She jumped again when he trailed a finger down her arm.

"Stop doingthat."

"I like to touchyou." Ignoring her command, he continued to do so.