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Authors: Demelza Watts
and he only had eyes for her. For however long he chose to stay, he was hers and she wanted him more than she’d ever wanted anyone or anything else. Amber stood up from where she was seated and walked to him.
He welcomed her into his arms as he slipped an arm around her shoulders and drew her in close. His hand lightly caressed her sun-warmed skin, shooting sparks of desire through her as she looked at him longingly, her yearning no doubt apparent on her face.
Nico studied her for a long moment, his eyes darkening, before he lowered his head and lightly brushed his lips over hers, seeking permission as he kept his eyes focused on hers.
Hooking her arms around his neck, she drew him in for more. That was all he needed as his open mouth hungrily came down on hers as if he’d been dying to kiss her forever. Tracing the outline of her mouth with his tongue, he delved in deeper as Amber met him, thrust for thrust.
Without leaving her mouth, he released his hold on the wheel and lifted her into his arms. She immediately wrapped her legs around him, bringing herself in tight against his instant arousal. The desire was so intense that a moan escaped their joint lips, making Amber unsure if it came from him or her.
Once again, she could hear a distant knocking, but her desire was so strong that her legs fell open and she was just about to touch herself when she distinctively heard his voice.
“Amber.” The word was so softly spoken and seductive…was she dreaming? She heard it again. “Carino…”
She was so close, desperately needing relief when she felt herself being gently shaken on her shoulder. Lazily, she opened her eyes. Freezing in shock, Amber realised she was no longer dreaming. There, sitting on her bed, dressed in a pale blue polo shirt and shorts, was Nico. He looked ridiculously handsome.
Her hands flew to the sheets to cover her exposed breasts as she fiercely coloured, surprise, anger and embarrassment all rolling into one emotion. She scooted up the bed away from him, clutching the sheets and brushed the hair away from her face.
“What’re you doing here?” she finally asked.
“I was trying to wake you to see if you wanted to join me for breakfast…but I see you were otherwise preoccupied.” His gaze darkened with desire as he continued to study her. “Why are you dreaming about me?”
“Who said I was dreaming about you…?” Her voice trailed off as she felt her body burn with heat. It was no use, she was sure it was written all over her face.
“Carino…you were moaning my name.” He leaned in closer, and Amber’s heart rate spiked and pounded. His eyes were filled with lust as he gently stroked her face. Desire was still shooting through her body so Amber jerked her face away, scared of her intense feelings and trying desperately to gain some degree of control over her body.
“Would you please move? And turn around? I need to get up.”
“Are you sure you want that?” He spoke softly, his voice husky as he continued to hover just above her, amused by her disdain. Her hand landed on his chest to keep him from getting closer. He was way too close for comfort and at any minute, Amber felt she would cave in.
“Yes, I’m sure. Now please…” She gestured with her hands for him to turn away.
Nico reluctantly backed away from the bed and Amber grabbed the single sheet around her and almost ran to the bathroom. Once inside, she locked the door and took a deep breath. What the hell was this man doing to her?
She ran her fingers through her tangled hair as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her eyes were bright as she looked at herself and noted her tanned cleavage and flushed face. Slipping the sheet off, she dived into the shower, aware that Nico was a mere few feet away from her on the other side.
Stepping out of the shower, she realised she had left all her clothes outside in her haste to get away from him. She had no choice but to ask him to pass her clothes –
He welcomed her into his arms as he slipped an arm around her shoulders and drew her in close. His hand lightly caressed her sun-warmed skin, shooting sparks of desire through her as she looked at him longingly, her yearning no doubt apparent on her face.
Nico studied her for a long moment, his eyes darkening, before he lowered his head and lightly brushed his lips over hers, seeking permission as he kept his eyes focused on hers.
Hooking her arms around his neck, she drew him in for more. That was all he needed as his open mouth hungrily came down on hers as if he’d been dying to kiss her forever. Tracing the outline of her mouth with his tongue, he delved in deeper as Amber met him, thrust for thrust.
Without leaving her mouth, he released his hold on the wheel and lifted her into his arms. She immediately wrapped her legs around him, bringing herself in tight against his instant arousal. The desire was so intense that a moan escaped their joint lips, making Amber unsure if it came from him or her.
Once again, she could hear a distant knocking, but her desire was so strong that her legs fell open and she was just about to touch herself when she distinctively heard his voice.
“Amber.” The word was so softly spoken and seductive…was she dreaming? She heard it again. “Carino…”
She was so close, desperately needing relief when she felt herself being gently shaken on her shoulder. Lazily, she opened her eyes. Freezing in shock, Amber realised she was no longer dreaming. There, sitting on her bed, dressed in a pale blue polo shirt and shorts, was Nico. He looked ridiculously handsome.
Her hands flew to the sheets to cover her exposed breasts as she fiercely coloured, surprise, anger and embarrassment all rolling into one emotion. She scooted up the bed away from him, clutching the sheets and brushed the hair away from her face.
“What’re you doing here?” she finally asked.
“I was trying to wake you to see if you wanted to join me for breakfast…but I see you were otherwise preoccupied.” His gaze darkened with desire as he continued to study her. “Why are you dreaming about me?”
“Who said I was dreaming about you…?” Her voice trailed off as she felt her body burn with heat. It was no use, she was sure it was written all over her face.
“Carino…you were moaning my name.” He leaned in closer, and Amber’s heart rate spiked and pounded. His eyes were filled with lust as he gently stroked her face. Desire was still shooting through her body so Amber jerked her face away, scared of her intense feelings and trying desperately to gain some degree of control over her body.
“Would you please move? And turn around? I need to get up.”
“Are you sure you want that?” He spoke softly, his voice husky as he continued to hover just above her, amused by her disdain. Her hand landed on his chest to keep him from getting closer. He was way too close for comfort and at any minute, Amber felt she would cave in.
“Yes, I’m sure. Now please…” She gestured with her hands for him to turn away.
Nico reluctantly backed away from the bed and Amber grabbed the single sheet around her and almost ran to the bathroom. Once inside, she locked the door and took a deep breath. What the hell was this man doing to her?
She ran her fingers through her tangled hair as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her eyes were bright as she looked at herself and noted her tanned cleavage and flushed face. Slipping the sheet off, she dived into the shower, aware that Nico was a mere few feet away from her on the other side.
Stepping out of the shower, she realised she had left all her clothes outside in her haste to get away from him. She had no choice but to ask him to pass her clothes –