‘Is that as good for you as it is when you do it for me?’ she asked.
‘It’s good,’ he told her hoarsely.
She left his nipple and licked her way down the muscles of his abdomen. He thought he’d explode when she took his hard length in one hand and began stroking and kneading up and down. He’d never known a lover’s touch so firm and he groaned in pleasure.
‘Is that okay?’ she asked as she began to cup and massage his scrotum in a gentle, circular action.
It was far better than okay. ‘Yes,’ he rasped. Where the hell had she learnt to do this?
‘Tell me if I hurt you. I’ve never applied my massage techniques to this part of the anatomy before.’
‘Madre de Dios! I should hope not!’ Much more and he’d come in her hands. ‘Enough.’
She looked bewildered.
‘It’s my turn to explore you.’ Her bewilderment turned to relief, as if she was glad to learn she hadn’t done anything wrong. ‘Come.’
He guided her to the steps of the bath, sat down and urged her onto his lap, her back against his chest. ‘Spread your legs a little,’ he murmured against her ear. He watched her expression in the strip of mirror that stretched from floor to ceiling on the wall opposite the sunken bath. She hesitated, biting her lips before she complied. ‘Look ahead into the mirror. Keep looking at me. I want to watch you as I touch you. I want to know you love everything I do.’
‘But, shouldn’t I be the one...?’
‘No. We’re equal partners. This time it’s my turn to treat you to the screaming orgasm you crave.’
His left arm wrapped around her, he allowed his right hand free access to the nest of curls at the top of her thighs. His fingers combed through them, tugging gently as her breathing quickened. With sweeping movements, he came closer and closer to his intended destination as Jessica squirmed in his lap.
‘You feel wonderful, Jessica. Relax. Savour this.’
Her skin was flushed.
At last, he allowed the flat nail of his finger to graze over the swollen nub of flesh he’d been working toward.
Her body trembled and his touch drew a low cry of torment from her.
The arm around her waist, held her firm.
Every shudder of her body increased his urgency for her one hundred fold.
Enough teasing. She was highly sensitised to his touch, responsive to each press and rub of his fingers as he worked on her clitoris. He felt her body tighten against his with the tide he stirred within her. Her body bucked when he slid one finger between her flesh to separate her and to allow his fingers to dip into the feminine heart of her.
Her eyelids had been growing heavier. Now, they flew open as his fingers invaded that space, but he saw no discomfort in her expression, only growing need for completion. Fierce need.
‘Ricardo, I want —’
‘Trust me.’
Her body grew more rigid as she strained for completion. He kept a steady rhythm, shifting his head so that his breath fanned against her neck. Then her pelvis pushed up, pressing harder against his hand. Seconds later, her internal muscles convulsed around his fingers. Her body shuddered against his and she let out a desperate cry as she reached her climax.
Ricardo kissed her neck, and hugged her tight.
In the mirror, he saw the glistening of tears on her cheeks as she bit down on her lip. Her features filled with unbridled emotion.
Shifting position, he urged her to turn her body around so she faced him.
Her awed expression made his heart lose a beat.
‘That was...’ She shook her head. ‘It was indescribably awesome, like I fragmented into a million pieces of acute pleasure. Thank you.’
And in all the years he’d been sexually active, he’d never known such satisfaction. It had to be emotional satisfaction because he still had a raging hard on!
‘I want more,’ she ventured.
Need coursed through him like quicksilver.
It would be all too easy to lift her hips and ease her down on his erection. He’d had sex plenty of times before in the water, but this first time with Jessica, he wanted her spread out on his bed when he drove into her and claimed her body as his own.
‘So do I,’ he said as he stood. He took her with him, her arms still clinging around his neck and her legs wrapped around his hips.
‘Yes!’ The hoarse agreement was a cry of desperation torn from her throat.
Dios! He could carry her to the vanity and sit her there while he thrust into her, or he could just walk to the closest wall and take her there right up against it. The possibilities were endless, and over time he’d explore them all with her. But this first time, he thought he could pleasure her more thoroughly in his bed.
He only stopped to grab one of the fluffy white bath sheets and to drape it around her shoulders. Seconds later, he’d carried her through to the bedroom and placed her onto the softness of his mattress.
Slowly, he began his explorative foreplay all over again.
Jessica was such a responsive lover, he was certain she needed no further arousal. Still, he wanted to ensure their lovemaking delivered an orgasm that was even wilder than the last.
Ignoring the throbbing and now painful engorgement of his penis, he used his fingertips, hands, and lips and worked his way down her neck, toyed with her breasts, over her abdomen and all the way to her inner thighs.
‘Ricardo!’ She pleaded his name on a little sob as she writhed underneath him.
‘Patience, querida.’
‘I want all of you.’ Hands on his shoulders, she urged him up, over her.
The feel of her hands sliding urgently down his back was electrifying. When she reached his hips and pulled him toward her, he couldn’t resist any longer.
Reaching over to his bedside drawer, he removed a foil packet and quickly ensured protection. He positioned himself against her moistness, parted the soft folds of her sex and couldn’t contain his animal groan of elation when he entered her tight sheath. Then, he was lost in the rhythm of their lovemaking.
Jessica moved in counterpoint to his thrusts. Her inner muscles clenched and released him, inciting him to drive in further and harder. He resisted for as long as he could, wanting to wait for her peak and afraid he would explode too soon.
Everything faded from Ricardo’s mind as she drove him upward. Each increasingly urgent thrust brought a new wave of intense pleasure. There was only Jessica and their shattering joining. When his body begged for his climax, he still held it in check as he watched Jessica’s expressions, determined she would have her release.
It was only when her body began to tense and shudder, that he allowed the last vestiges of his control to splinter and felt the gush of heat burst through him. The release of the fierce tension that had raged through every muscle, every nerve, every cell of his being, finally eased in the most spectacular way he’d known.
Afterwards, he cradled her to him, stunned at the magic they had made together. Their legs still entwined, her head against his chest, they both drifted back to reality from their peaks of sheer ecstasy.
For the first time he could remember, he knew a sense of intimate togetherness. He wanted it to go on and on. The realisation struck that Jessica lived with him. She would be the first woman he’d fall asleep with. The first woman he’d wake up with morning after morning.
He expected to feel panicked or agitated at the realisation. Instead, warm contentment curled through his chest.
Her breathing grew steadier.
‘Are you awake?’ he asked quietly.
In response, she shifted, bending her elbow so her head was supported by her hand. ‘Funny you should ask, because I was just wondering the same thing.’
He quirked an eyebrow at her in question.
‘I’m wondering whether I’ve just visited heaven or whether it was just the most amazing dream I’ve ever had.’
Ricardo laughed. ‘Tomorrow morning when you get out of bed, I guarantee
you’ll be convinced it was real.’
Jessica rolled her eyes. ‘You’re not very modest about your prowess, but I’m sure it’s true. I think my body will remind me of just how shamelessly wanton I’ve been tonight.’
‘I want you shamelessly wanton in my bed every night.’
‘That can be arranged as long as you promise me more of your oh-so-skilled eroticism.’
Dios, but her candid honesty did amazing things for his male ego. ‘You realise I’ve more or less delivered on the offer I made when we first met?’
‘A screaming orgasm?’
‘Mm. Although it probably should be renamed a moaning orgasm, because you hardly screamed.’
‘Thank goodness! Honestly, Ricardo, does it get any better than that?’
‘We’ll just have to see.’
‘I had no idea just what I’ve been missing out on all these years.’
‘Time to make up for lost time.’
She cast her eyes downward and they widened. ‘Seriously?’
‘I’m up for it if you are.’
‘Literally,’ she said with a laugh.
‘I hope you ate well at lunch today.’
‘No stopping to snack?’
Ricardo groaned. ‘I’m definitely going to snack, but I’m not leaving this bed for it!’
Amid numerous gasps and moans from Jessica, Ricardo set out to experience her in the most intimate way possible — as he’d been longing to do for weeks.
Chapter Twelve
The words on the computer screen started to lose focus as Jessica tried to concentrate on the latest unit of her naturopathy course. Stifling a yawn, she stretched and rotated her shoulders to ease some of the stiffness away.
‘You should be in bed!’
She felt her lips lift into an instant smile of greeting as she turned her head toward Ricardo’s voice. ‘I would’ve been in bed long ago had you been here.’
‘I’m sorry, querida. I came home as quickly as I could.’ He walked over to her desk, spun her chair around and bent toward her. ‘There’s still a lot to organise for the launch of this latest sports car. I’m also involved in organising an annual luncheon for my charity.’
She sighed into his kiss, instantly aflame. ‘There’s a lot you want to accomplish.’
He straightened. ‘There’s a lot I must accomplish if the company’s going to survive.’
‘As long as you survive in the process.’ She stood up and into his arms, savouring the hard, warm strength of him.
‘We made the last adjustments on the racing car tonight. It’ll go to Monte Carlo tomorrow, ready for the Grand Prix.’
‘I hope it performs well, and you get a huge increase in orders.’
‘So much is riding on that race. If we don’t do well, I’m not sure the other measures I’ve put in place will be enough to stop Lorezzi from foreclosing on the loan.’
‘You’re worried about the company, but I’m more worried about you. You’re working ridiculous hours, arriving home so late, and not getting anywhere near enough sleep.’
His forefinger traced along the seam of her lips. ‘I don’t return here to sleep, my beautiful one, I come home to make love to you.’
‘I’m not complaining about that.’
‘Just as well!’
What was to complain about? From the moment he arrived home, his sole focus was her satisfaction. He made earth-shattering love to her almost until the sun was about to rise. Some nights he came home and hardly drew breath before they were naked and making love with frenzied fervour. Other times their lovemaking was slow and tender. Every single time he would take her to the edge of ecstasy and hold her there until she begged for release.
Some nights they’d talk afterwards, other nights they’d simply caress each other until they finally drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. Always, Ricardo had gone by the time she woke up.
Looking up at him, she saw strain lines around his eyes. ‘You’ve been surviving on just a couple of hours sleep for too long.’
‘I’ve never required a full night’s sleep.’ He dismissed her words with a shrug.
‘That might catch up to you. I’m worried about your health.’
He took a step back and his eyes narrowed just a fraction. ‘I’ve never been sick in my life. Don’t nag, Jessica.’
Uh-oh. She understood the warning in his tone. It wasn’t her job to worry about him. He didn’t welcome it and she’d overstepped a line.
Tough. He’d have to deal with it. ‘I can’t help it, and tonight I’m going to use every skill I possess as a natural therapist to relax you.’
‘Being inside you is the best natural therapy I can think of!’
The man was incorrigible and insatiable. ‘Not another word, Señor Garcia. Tonight I’m your massage therapist, not your lover.’ When he began to shake his head, she insisted, ‘Three months is a long time to be away from clinic, and I don’t want to lose my practical skills. If you won’t let me practice on you, I’ll have to find someone else to work on. Maybe that bodyguard you’ve had tailing me everywhere I go.’
‘Don’t even think about it!’
Her lips twitched in amusement. It wouldn’t hurt him to think it was a possibility. ‘Well, you’ve assigned him to me and if he’s got nothing better to do with his day...’
‘If you’re going to massage anyone, it’ll be me!’ Although his expression revealed his reluctance, he allowed her to take his hand and he followed her into their bedroom without another protest.
All his stress would soon be kneaded out, and then he’d be grateful. Last night she’d felt the knots of tension in the muscles of his shoulders and neck as he’d made love to her. He worked way too hard.
‘You’ve been busy,’ he said, indicating the massage table which had arrived around lunch time. ‘Where did this come from?’
‘I hope you don’t mind. I asked your assistant to order it for me.’
‘Of course I don’t mind. Order whatever you need.’
The lights were dimmed. She’d selected a range of essential oils which would help to relax him. Some were in an oil burner for aromatherapy. Other oils were mixed in a base of walnut oil and would re-energise him.
A little smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. ‘Undressing my clients, is not part of the usual deal, but you, Señor Garcia, happen to be special,’ she told him as she began to loosen his tie.
The grin spreading across his face made him look even more devastatingly attractive. Incendiary lust flashed from his eyes and she felt her body sway toward his as she began to undo the buttons on his shirt. When she exposed the bare, olive flesh of his chest, she couldn’t resist flattening her palms and sliding her hands further under the fabric of his shirt.
His smile vanished, he sucked in a breath and caught her hands in his. ‘I’m not sure I like the thought of your hands in contact with any male flesh other than my own, even in a professional capacity.’
‘I didn’t realise you had a jealous streak.’
‘Neither did I.’ A furrow appeared between his brows. ‘It’s only surfaced since I met you.’
Standing on her tiptoes, she let her arms slide up around his neck and kissed him with all the love she felt for him. Surely if he were a little jealous, he was more attached to her than he had been to any of his previous lovers?
‘I hope...this is also...something that’s not...part of the usual...deal,’ he said between kisses.
‘Definitely not.’ Jessica reached down and undid the buckle of his belt. ‘This is only for you, Ricardo.’
‘Do I get to undress you, too?’ he asked as his fingers went to the buttons of her blouse.
‘No.’ She pulled away. ‘You’re the only one getting naked here. I’m serious about this massage.’
His smile teased her. ‘Why not use this opportunity to learn a new technique? I’m sure I’ve heard somewhere about full body massages where a naked masseuse uses her entire body to knead away tension.’
‘Ha! You know as well as I do the second we’re both naked there’s a hell of a lot of tension and there’s only one way to relieve it!’
‘You don’t have to be naked to create sexual tension in me.’ He guided her hand to feel the hard ridge of his erection through the fabric of his trousers. ‘You can massage me later if you really want to, Jessica. Right now I need to be inside you.’
The inner muscles between her thighs tightened and she felt herself moistening in anticipation of his possession. But Ricardo had orchestrated everything in their relationship so far. She wanted to take the lead here. It was important to her that he could put his sexual demands aside and accept her in a different role. She didn’t want to be merely the woman he paraded around on his arm in public and made love to in private. Being a massage and natural therapist was part of who she was, and he would benefit from her skills more than he realised.
‘Later.’ She tried to sound authoritative. ‘Now, strip and get up on the table!’
One of his eyebrows lifted, but Ricardo did as she bade, stripped the clothes off his masterfully sculpted body and lay face down on the table. Seconds later she got to work, applying the warm oil across the width of his shoulders and down and out from his spine. This man, her lover, had the most wonderful body and it was incredibly satisfying to touch him. For now she had to banish the temptation of delivering him an erotic encounter. She had to regard his as a body from a professional viewpoint.
‘That’s so good.’ He groaned in appreciation as her hands worked their magic, her fingers finding and loosening every knot.
Hands on, helping people through massage had always given her great satisfaction, but working on this man she loved was even more satisfying. After their first night as lovers, Jess knew she’d finally found the man who completed her. Now she had to figure out how to convince him he should never let her go.
‘I can feel you thinking,’ he told her.
Jess laughed. ‘You’re right.’
‘Are you thinking about making love?’
‘No.’ He wouldn’t welcome her true thoughts so she said, ‘I’m thinking about how you’ve freed me in so many ways.’
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