watched. “I got so caught up in you…” He trailed off as the white cotton floated to the floor and she got her first look at him in the flesh, so to speak.
He was even more magnificent, taken as a whole, than she had expected. More than a rival to Michelangelo’s David, he was as close to perfect as she’d ever seen. Perfect to her, at least. The kind of man she’d always dreamed of finding. And keeping. But if there was one thing she’d learned about cats, it was that they only stayed as long as they wanted to.
“You’re gorgeous, Valerie. And you taste like ambrosia.” His words teased her senses as he came back down over her. His warmth enveloped her as his magic sparked off hers, warming her senses in a different, more tantalizing way.
“I like the way you make me feel, Keith. I like the way our magic twines.” Her breath was short as her excitement rose again. All it took was the brush of their skin to ignite the flame of desire and magic that seemed inseparable around Keith Redstone. Only he had ever provoked such a reaction in her. She liked it.
“It’s the damndest thing I ever saw.” His eyes flared again as he concentrated on the spinning, whirling energies that built up between them. “Do you think it could be dangerous?”
“Not to you or me,” she whispered. “Maybe an outsider, if it gets too much for us to handle, but this house is shielded. As are all the others in the development. It’s really the safest place to experiment.” She shivered as he rubbed his hard, muscled skin along hers in a full-body caress.
“Experiment, huh?” He paused to grin and meet her gaze. “I like the sound of that. How adventurous are you, kitten?”
She scrunched up her face and smiled back. “Up until now I would have said not very. But you bring out the wild woman in me, Redstone. Do your worst. I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”
He leaned in to place a smacking kiss on her lips. “I think I love you, Val.” He’d probably meant it to sound like a joke, but both of them went breathless as the words hung in the air between them. Something important was going on here. Something that involved magic and mating and emotions too deep to name on such short acquaintance.
“Then make love to me, Keith. Don’t make me wait.” She brought him back to the most important thing at that moment—their shared passion.
She wanted to know what it would feel like to be possessed by this man. And she wanted to know how it felt to possess him in return. She’d get her chance. This first time, she’d let him take the lead.
She spread her legs and wrapped them around his narrow hips, drawing his closer. She was open, wet and ready for him, eager to know the secrets of his possession and if their shared magic would continue to tingle through her core. He complied, positioning himself so that the hard bar of his cock slid along her folds first, brushing along her distended clit, making her squirm with desire. He rubbed her, coating himself in her cream so that when he finally sought entry, he slid inside easily, though he went slow so her body could adjust to his girth and length.
The magic sparked and concentrated along his shaft, sliding inside her. It grew and pulsed, zinging along nerve endings she hadn’t even known she possessed. Damn, that felt good. Better than good.
“Oh, yeah,” he gasped as he pushed all the way home. He rested there a moment, allowing her to take in the outrageous sensations. He was breathing hard, his forehead bowed against hers as they shared the moment of total union.
“Sweet Mother of All,” she whispered. “Do you feel that?”
He nodded slowly. “Like nothing I’ve ever felt before. You?”
“Never,” she confirmed. “It feels so—” She gasped as he began to move, pulsing a slow rhythm, in and out. She whimpered as he increased the speed of his thrusts.
“That’s it, kitten,” he rasped above her, the strain in his shoulders telling her without