She shifted closer, hitching her leg higher over his hip. Nikos couldn’t resist sliding his hand along the silken length of her thigh until he encountered the edge of her panties. He wanted to slip his fingers beneath the elastic and stroke the soft skin of her buttocks. He wanted to push the fragile fabric aside and explore her cleft. Was she already damp with need? He ached to find out. Instead, he cupped her rear in his hand and kneaded the firm flesh through the satin fabric until she moaned into his mouth and pressed even closer. Despite her delicate appearance, she gripped him with surprising strength.
Breaking the kiss, she pulled back enough to look at him. “I want to see you,” she breathed.
Before Nikos could guess her intent, she pushed him onto his back and rose above him, hiking her dress over her legs as she straddled his thighs. He lay back against the pillows, watching her as she devoured him with her eyes.
“Oh, man,” she said softly, smoothing her palms over his abdomen and chest. “You’re incredible. Your skin is like hot silk, but underneath you’re so hard.”
She had no idea.
All she had to do was glance down to see the evidence of his raging arousal. She was caressing his body, both with her hands and her eyes, tracing her fingers over his ribs and chest, and lingering on the sensitive nubs of his nipples. Her eyes reflected feminine desire, and he felt himself harden even more beneath her appreciative gaze.
How long was it since he’d been this jacked for a woman? He’d made a mistake in coming home with her, he knew that. Everything in him screamed that she was no different than any of the other women who had wanted him solely for his looks and for the sexual pleasure he could give them. But he’d been helpless to refuse her offer. For the first time in years, he’d found himself fantasizing about a woman and anticipating what it would be like to fit his body to hers, to give her pleasure and absorb her soft cries as she came apart in his arms. He wasn’t with her for the sole purpose of assuaging his own physical needs; instead, he wanted to fulfill every one of hers.
Growing up on the island of Syros, Nikos had known there was something unique about his appearance, but when he’d looked in the mirror, he’d seen nothing extraordinary. At fourteen, he’d been tall for his age. Working with his father and uncles as part of their construction crew had strengthened and defined his muscles so that he could have easily passed for someone several years older. But nobody could have been more shocked than him when he was approached by a middle-aged Englishwoman who said she wanted to make Nikos an international sensation.
He had been helping his father do repairs on one of the island’s resort hotels, and had noticed one of the guests watching him over the course of several days, even going so far as to take his photo. But when his father had confronted the woman, she had introduced herself as a top modeling agent and had provided both Nikos and his father with her card and credentials. Georgina Caldwell had offered Nikos a lucrative contract if he would accompany her to London. He had flatly refused, but his father had been interested in hearing more, especially about the income. He’d swept all Nikos’s protests aside, insisting this opportunity would provide his son with a better life than he could give him.
Within a week, against his will, Nikos had found himself on a flight to England. He never saw the island of Syros again. He’d lived in a tiny apartment with seven other male models, and his days were filled with casting calls or fittings, posing for photo shoots or walking the runway. At night, there were parties and shows, and almost in spite of himself, Nikos became caught up in the glamorous lifestyle.
When he was fifteen, he’d lost his virginity to a woman nearly twice his age. By the time he was seventeen, his face had graced the cover of dozens of magazines and he’d landed several lucrative advertising campaigns. By the time he turned twenty, he’d appeared in numerous television commercials and had been the face of a leading men’s fragrance, a top clothing designer and a luxury-car manufacturer. He was earning close to a million dollars a year by his twenty-fourth birthday, when he’d abruptly decided that he’d had enough. Sex had become routine and meaningless, recreational drugs and alcohol the norm, and it had taken the senseless death of a friend and fellow model to make him realize he was wasting his life.
He’d quit modeling that very day, despite the fact he’d had to pay an exorbitant sum of money to the agency for breach of contract. Looking back, it had been worth every penny.
He’d come to Santa Barbara because that was where several of his cousins had settled years earlier, but soon found the climate was similar to that of Syros. His cousins operated a small construction business, doing restoration work on older homes. Nikos had joined them and had enjoyed the physical demands of the job. But it hadn’t been long before he realized they weren’t being faithful to the original plans of the historic homes, and the knowledge had frustrated him. So he’d taken a couple of courses at a local architectural school. Soon, he was enrolled full-time. He’d learned the history of the various building styles and, more important, how to restore the old houses to their original condition. Eventually, he’d started his own business and his cousins had come to work for him. That had been eight years ago, and while he missed the island of Syros, he knew he would never return. He’d left his innocence there, and going back seemed like a sacrilege.
Watching Lexi, he realized she was the first woman he’d truly desired in years. He loved sex, but having gorged himself on beautiful women during his modeling years, like a greedy child at a dessert banquet, he’d come away feeling malnourished and a little ill. During the last eight years, he’d been selective about who he slept with, but sex had never been anything more than a pleasurable physical release.
Lexi, on the other hand, intrigued him. Even her request for him to model for her couldn’t dampen his body’s response. He wanted to know her better and, contrary to how he felt about modeling, he wanted her to see him—all of him. He wanted her to find him as sexy and irresistible as he found her.
Now Lexi’s fingers traced the contours of his abdominal muscles until they reached the waistband of his jeans and lingered there. Her eyes were on the unmistakable bulge behind his zipper. Her lips parted and slowly, as if afraid he might try to stop her, she laid her hand over him. Nikos groaned and barely restrained himself from arching into her palm.
Her eyes flew to his face. “May I?”
Nikos held his breath as Lexi unfastened the button on his jeans and slowly drew the zipper down. But when she spread the denim aside and cupped him through the thin fabric of his boxers, he nearly came off the mattress. He wanted to turn her beneath him on the bed, drag her panties off and bury himself in her heat. Instead, he linked his arms behind his head and let her do as she pleased, although it was more difficult to control his ragged breathing and hammering pulse.
“I want to undress you,” Lexi said, and scrambled off the bed to unlace his boots, dragging his socks off with them. Then she climbed back over him on all fours, until her hands were braced on either side of his head and her dark hair hung around their faces like a curtain. She fixed her gaze on his mouth before slowly lowering her head and covering his lips with her own.
Nikos had intended to let her take the lead and set the pace, but her kiss was like a drug, sucking his willpower out of him and making rational thought almost impossible. With a deep groan of surrender, he caught her face in his hands, thrusting his fingers into the cool, silky mass of her hair and deepening the kiss. Lexi lowered herself onto him, until her breasts pressed his chest and the ridge of his erection strained against her center.
“You feel so good,” he muttered against her mouth. When she slid experimentally along the length of his rigid cock, he gave a hiss of pleasure and reached down to grip her hips and guide her movements.
“Omigod,” Lexi breathed, and settled herself more fully against him.
Nikos slid his hands beneath her skirt and cupped her rear, stroking and squeezing her pliant flesh. She gasped into his mouth and her mov
ements became more urgent. Reaching between her shoulder blades, Nikos found the zipper at the back of her dress and drew it down until the fabric gaped away from her body and he could see her pink-tipped breasts.
Nikos broke the kiss and pushed her to a sitting position. Hooking his fingers in the straps of her dress, he pulled them downward. The bodice caught briefly on her nipples, and then fell in a soft whisper of fabric around her waist. Nikos let his breath out, and covered her breasts with his hands, testing their weight and gently kneading them. They were just large enough to fill his palms, and he rubbed his thumbs across the distended tips, hearing her soft hiss of pleasure.
“Take this off,” he commanded softly.
Lexi complied, pulling the dress over her head before she tossed it onto the floor. Just as he’d imagined, she was slender and pale, her skin flawless. She looked down at him through hazy eyes, and caught his hands in hers, drawing them back up to cover her breasts.
“Touch me,” she breathed. “I want to feel your hands on me.”
With a soft growl, Nikos sat up and wrapped his arms around her as he crushed his mouth to hers, sliding his tongue along hers and feasting on her lips until he thought he’d burst with need. Her skin was warm and silken against his, and he skated his fingers over her back, exploring the dips and curves of her body, gratified when she shifted restlessly and tried to get even closer.
“Here, let’s try this,” he said, and turned her onto her back. He knelt between her splayed thighs and drank in the sight of her against the pillows. With her black hair spread out around her and her dark eyes shimmering with need, she exceeded his lustful imaginings. When her gaze dropped meaningfully to his jeans, he didn’t pretend to misunderstand, pushing them down and off, until he was able to drop them onto the floor beside her dress.
She gave a soft “oh” of admiration, and reached out to slide her fingers beneath the waistband of his boxers and tug them down, releasing his erection. Nikos gritted his teeth as she stroked the head of his penis and then closed her hand around him, squeezing him gently. He sucked air into his lungs and struggled for control, but the sight of her slim, pale fingers around the flushed length of his cock was too erotic. With a soft growl, he wrapped a hand around her wrist and pulled her away, using his free hand to shove his boxers down over his thighs. He rose above her, bracing his weight on one arm as he kicked his underwear completely free. Naked, he settled himself into the cradle of her hips. She stared at him with a mixture of desire and anticipation that he found impossible to resist.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked softly, tracing his thumb over the plumpness of her lower lip. “No regrets later?”
Turning her face, she caught the pad of his thumb between her teeth and bit gently, before drawing the digit into her mouth and sucking on it. The sensation caused a white-hot bolt of lust to ricochet through his body and settle in his groin, where he pulsed hotly. Whatever illusions he’d had of letting her set the pace were obliterated with each soft, hot sweep of her tongue.
“I’m sure,” she assured him, releasing his thumb and reaching for him. “Whatever happens later, I won’t regret this.”
5
NIKOS GRUNTED HIS APPROVAL AND replaced his thumb with his mouth, kissing her so deeply that their teeth scraped together as he stroked her tongue with his own. At the same time, he slid a hand to her rear, cupping her and lifting her against his hardness. Lexi didn’t know what she’d been expecting, but Nikos completely consumed her until she could no longer think straight.
“I want you inside me,” she breathed against his mouth, and reached between their bodies to curl her fingers around his thick length. He made a constricted sound of pleasure and Lexi felt her own desire kick into full gear as she stroked him. The thick veins in his shaft pulsed beneath her fingers, and when she ran the tip of one finger over the engorged head, it came away slick with moisture.
“Enough,” he rasped into her ear, “or I won’t last.”
Nikos dragged his mouth away from hers and lowered his head to her shoulder. Lexi felt him shudder lightly before he rolled to his side, pulling Lexi with him.
“Take these off,” he commanded hoarsely, and pushed her underwear down over her hips.
Lexi helped him, until she was able to kick the garment free, and then she was as nude as Nikos.
“You’re exactly as I’d imagined,” he said huskily, and splayed his hand over her abdomen, just above the narrow strip of curls.
His palm was warm and callused against her skin, and when he slid his hand lower, she spread her thighs so that he could cup her intimately. She ached with need, and pushed against his hand to tell him without words that she wanted more. But when he parted her folds and slid a finger over her slick flesh, she gasped from the shock of pleasure that jolted through her.
“You are so wet,” he rasped.
He swirled a finger over her clitoris, causing her hips to jerk, but when he inserted a finger inside her she nearly came off the mattress.
“Oh,” she breathed, “yes! That feels so good.”
Nikos gave a groan and covered her mouth with his as he pumped his finger slowly into her. Lexi kissed him greedily, drawing on his tongue and spearing her fingers through his hair. Tension coiled tightly inside her with each sensual stroke.
“I’m not going to last,” she managed to gasp. “I want you inside me when I come.”
He muttered something in Greek that sounded like a curse. “I have no protection,” he grated, clearly frustrated.
“Bedside drawer,” Lexi told him. She’d kept a supply of condoms for the nights when Ethan had stayed over, but that had been more than six months ago. She had no idea if prophylactics had a shelf life, but there was no way she was going to mention it to Nikos and give him an excuse to end the encounter.
Leaning across her, he jerked the small drawer open and fished around until he withdrew a box of condoms. He gave her a single questioning look before he dumped the box upside down and took one of the small packets and tore it open with his teeth.
Lexi watched as he covered himself, the sight of his strong hands on his erection incredibly arousing. He shifted so that he was directly above her. Bracing his weight on one arm, he positioned himself at her entrance. His features were taut, and his light green eyes seemed to glow in his face. His entire body was primed and ready, every muscle standing out in stark definition. Aroused, Nikos Christakos took her breath away.
He fitted the wide, warm head of his penis at her opening, and with his gaze locked on her, he slowly surged forward. Lexi sucked in her breath. The thick, hot slide of him inside her caused her to arch instinctively upward.
“You’re so tight,” he muttered, his accent more pronounced. Hooking a hand beneath her thigh, he drew her leg up and over his hip as he began to move. He stretched her, filled her, eased himself into her until her buttocks were flush against his hips and there was nothing but the taste, scent and feel of Nikos in her and surrounding her.
“You’re beautiful,” he breathed against her lips. “Are you okay?”
In answer, Lexi arched against him and drew both legs up until her heels rested on his firm, taut butt. The movement opened her even more, and when she shifted her hips restlessly beneath him, he groaned and buried his face in her neck. “I’m more than okay,” she assured him, and he plunged into her. The sensation of him filling her was more exquisitely intense than anything she had ever experienced.
“Kiss me.” He turned his face and caught her lips in a kiss that nearly undid her. He drew on her tongue even as his pace quickened and he thrust into her with increasing urgency.
Lexi heard a desperate mewling sound and realized with a sense of shock that it came from her. Nikos pushed one of her legs to the side, and then reached between their bodies to slide a finger over her slick center. Sensation, pure and raw, spiraled through her, causing her to cry out and writhe beneath him.
“Come,” he growled, and punctuated the word with anot
her bone-melting surge of his hips against hers.
Shock waves of erotic pleasure coursed through her as he thrust harder, faster, and she could feel a climax beginning to throb in her clitoris. But when he stroked his finger over her, it was her undoing. With a choked sob, she convulsed around him as her orgasm tore through her in a blinding rush of pleasure.
The intensity of her release was enough to push Nikos over the edge as well, and with a hoarse shout, he plunged into her and then stiffened, and his body shuddered above hers. He dropped his head to her shoulder, and Lexi hugged him against her. Their breathing was ragged and she could feel the heavy, uneven thumping of his heart against her chest. He pressed a kiss against her neck, just at the juncture of her jaw. His breath, warm and fresh, washed over her as he dragged air into his lungs.
“That was…amazing.” Carefully, he withdrew from her and discarded the condom before rolling to his side, pulling her with him and tucking her back against his chest. He dipped his head and caught her earlobe between his teeth, nipping gently, then soothing the tender flesh with his lips and tongue.
Amazing didn’t come close to describing what Lexi had just experienced. Simply put, the sex had been the hottest, most incredible she’d ever had. Even Ethan, as skilled as he had been, had never aroused her as much as this man. Delicious aftershocks still trembled through her body, and her heart thudded hard in her chest. But as good as the sex had been, she had no illusion it was anything more than that. She didn’t know Nikos at all, and there was no reason to expect that she would have any kind of relationship with him. Even if she wanted to, her work would consume most of her time.
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