by Katie Dowe
“Where are we going?”
“Why, to begin the night darling,” he told her sardonically.
“I would like a tour first if that is okay with you.”
“Of course.” He inclined his head mockingly. “You are calling the shots, after all .”
“Is this the way you are going to be for the rest of the night?”
“How would you like me to be?” his voice was soft but she could see that he was trying his hardest to compose himself and leashed his anger.
“We have one night together so I would want to think that you would like to put it to better use than sniping at me.”
He stared at her for a moment and then smiled at her charmingly. She stared at the transformation, her heart hammering inside her chest.
“You are right darling. Shall we?” he said. This time he stretched out a hand for her to take.
She took it after hesitating slightly and allowed him to lead her from the foyer to a living room that absolutely took her breath away! He smiled knowingly at her reaction as she stared at the soaring floor to ceiling windows that afforded a spectacular view of the harbor across the street. Her feet sank into the lush powder blue carpeting and a huge fireplace took up one entire wall. Silk sofas dotted the room and a giant flat screen television took up another section of the wall. A glittering chandelier hung suspended from the ceiling and various expensive paintings dotted the walls, but not the one she was looking for! He took her next into a breathtakingly modern kitchen, with the latest modern appliances and a large center island that housed the stove and a bar. He showed her the bedrooms, three of them decorated in colors from tan to teal blue, with antique furnishings in all of them. He briefly took her out to the wrap around balcony decorated with tables and chairs, as well as a recessed bar and a section complete with a grill!
He finally took her into the master bedroom and Amani stood in the center of the cast room as she looked at the sheer luxury of the place! It was gold and cream with the tapestry on the walls interwoven to form a stunning imagery that captured the senses. The bed was set on a dais and was large enough to hold a dozen people. Surprisingly, his room was sparsely furnished. The open door to the closet showed a room almost as large as the bedroom with enough revolving shelves and clothe to fill an entire store! She also noticed something else as well! The painting was hanging right next to the highboy, the very painting she was here to steal!
“What do you think?” he finally asked her.
“I think that this is the most beautiful place I have ever seen and I have watched ‘Celebrity Homes’.” She told him honestly.
“Thank you,” he said with a smile. He was still angry with her but the edge had been taken off his anger as soon as he saw her. And he was absurdly happy that she was impressed! He had never taken a woman here before and he refused to examine himself as to what that meant! He would be with her tonight, spending the time to explore her body, and tomorrow he would tell her goodbye as she requested. He refused to give credence to the lack of confidence he felt as he thought about that and was determined to make the most of the time.
“How about a bottle of wine?” she suggested.
“A very good idea.” He walked over to a corner of the room and pressed a button. Amani heard the slight whirring sound as the recessed bar was revealed. He selected the wine and opening the cork with ease. He poured two glasses and brought one over to her.
“Aren’t you afraid to keep all these expensive art in the apartment?” she asked as she wandered around the room studying the ones on the walls.
“The place is like a fortress so I am secure in the knowledge that no one can get in. Besides I hardly bring anyone in here. Only very close friends.”
“I am flattered,” she slanted him a glance as he came to stand next to her.
“You should be,” he told her lightly. He was perfectly willing to give her time to look around but that was about to end pretty soon.
He finished the wine and turned to face her, indicating that the time had come. “Are you going to finish that?”
She did and handed him the glass, watching as he went to place them at the table next to the bed before coming back to stand in front of her. He tipped her chin up and studied her face. “Are you sure you only want one night?” he murmured.
“I am sure,” she whispered, her eyes holding his and seeing the desire smoldering in their gray depths.
“I am going to do my damnedest to change your mind,” he warned her.
“I would not expect anything less.”
His hand dropped to her bare arms and he ran his palms over her skin slowly, his eyes holding hers. “And I intend to take all night.”
Chapter 8
And he did! Liam Moses was an expert when it came to pleasing women and with Amani he was determined to pull out all the stops! Amani felt the fire building up inside her the minute he started to undress her, his fingers slowly sliding over her flawless skin, caressing her flesh, his gray eyes burning a path as he touched her.
“You have beautiful skin,” he whispered as his fingers trailed over her neck to her throat.
“Like coffee mixed with heavy cream.” His husky voice sent tremors through her unsuspecting body. “So beautiful, so damned sexy! I have been dreaming about making love to you since the first time I laid eyes on you.” He cupped her breasts, his thumbs moving slowly over the tight buds. Her breasts were not too small and not too big, just perfect and fitted his palms perfectly! His eyes lifted to hers as he continued to stroke her nipple, noticing with satisfaction and triumph how her body responded to his. “I want to taste every inch of your delectable body,” he continued. “I want to make love to you in every way. Titillate your senses with my mouth and every part of my body. I am not going to stop until we are both wrung dry and begging for more.”
“You are good,” she said shakily, her body responding to more than his touch. His words were having a potent effect on her, making her want more, need more! “No wonder women fall in love with you.”
“Are you going to fall in love with me, Amani?” His voice was a whisper, his touch provocative and ardent.
“No. ” The word was dragged from her parched throat as she fought to resist the swimming sensation inside her. “I know better.”
He released her and she almost begged him not to stop! He saw the look on her exquisite face and guessed what was on her mind.
“I am just undressing darling.”
He took off his clothes hurriedly and Amani watched in fascination as his naked body came into view. He was magnificent! All bronzed muscles and hard planes with not an ounce of extra fat on his body. His muscles rippled as he moved and there was a dusting of dark hairs on his muscled chest, the hairs dipping lower to his flat stomach. She trembled as she forced herself to look further. He still had his underwear on and his eyes held hers as he reached for the waistband, pulling it down slowly. The thick dark hair of his pubic area was revealed and Amani heard the gasp escaping her as he took off the underwear, his erection springing to life in front of her, the thickness and length of him impressing her and making her weak at the same time.
“Oh God!” she whispered raggedly.
He walked towards her, all male virility. He was confident in his ability to make her want him and need him. Right now she knew that if she did not have him, she was going to die! She did not care what happened tomorrow, it was tonight that mattered! His hands cupped her cheeks and his thumbs caressed her bottom lip, sending tremors through her already susceptible body! He bent his head and his mouth touched hers lightly, his lips brushing across hers slowly, seductively, his breath mingling with hers. He held back, determined to take it slow even though the desire was racing through his body at a breakneck speed! He was an expert and had always taken the expertise for granted. He had always given more than he had taken, because he had the ability to hold back a part of himself whenever he was with a woman. He loved to please them, admire their bodies, the curves,
the femininity of those same curves, but that had always been it for him. He loved sex and believed in quenching his thirst whenever he felt the need to do so and used his body to give the utmost pleasure, but that had always been the case. Now it was unbelievably different! He was highly excited, his heart pumping inside his chest at record breaking speed! His skin felt hot and clammy and he was barely touching her! He would slow it down! He decided hazily but she chose that moment to open her mouth beneath his and when her tongue touched his, the raw desire exploded inside him! His tongue met hers, tangled and dipped inside her mouth as he pressed his aroused body next to hers, his hands trembling slightly. Amani felt the restless and completely heated flames curling at the base of her stomach. Her hands drifted to his shoulders, feeling the muscles bunching there as her fingers wandered over his skin and came around to clutch the back of his neck, her fingers driving into the hairs at the nape of his neck. Liam tried to get back his control but he was too far gone. His plan for careful and thorough seduction was being destroyed slowly, inch by inch, as his tongue made the foray inside the sweet recesses of her mouth. She tasted like honey and something else, dark seductive sex. He felt as if he was being drugged into oblivion! He was reeling! His senses clouding, his body on fire as her breasts pressed against his chest and his tongue buried inside her mouth! Slow down! His brain demanded. But he could not stop kissing her! To his consternation he was discovering that kissing her was more than making love to the other women he had taken to his bed, and the realization frightened him! His fingers bit into her back as he pressed her closer to him, as if he wanted to absorb her body into his and make it one. She was the one who finally tore her mouth from his, her head lifted as she stared at him. Her mouth was swollen and wet from his kisses and there was a look of dazed passion and something else on her face. He stared down at her, his body tensed and aroused to the point of excruciating desire, his heart thumping inside his chest. His arms were still around her waist and she was still pressed up against him, her fingers splayed over his chest.
“This was a mistake.” She whispered.
“Yes.” His eyes had darkened to a stormy gray as he stared at her. He was confused and aroused and scared! He had fallen under her spell and that was not supposed to happen, but even on the threat of death he could not stop now. He craved her more than he had ever craved another in his life, and maybe tomorrow he would examine whatever it was that was racing through his body. For now he wanted her and if he did not have her he was going to die! He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed, laying her against the pillows, his eyes drifting over her shapely curves, lingering at her pubic area with the dark curls and the protruding flesh, before going back to her face. He climbed in next to her, his hands moving up to cup her breast, his thumb slowly circling the nipple. He bent his head and his tongue touched the tight bud. He felt her body stiffen, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her body arching to his! Amani felt her body fragmenting as he pulled the nipple inside his mouth, pulling at it and sending shards of unbelievable desire rocketing through her body! He took his time, one hand wandering over her stomach and going downwards to her sex, his fingers stroking the protruding flesh and sending fresh sparks throughout her body! He lifted his head and looked at her, holding her eyes as his fingers dipped inside her wet warmth, watching the way her lips parted and her eyes widened as he stroked her slowly, thrusting into her and increasing the pace, his eyes still on hers.
“Liam,” she breathed, her hands lifting to curl into fists against his hard muscled chest. “Please.”
“Tell me,” he whispered thickly. He increased the pace, dipping further inside her, glorying in the awareness of how ready she was for him! “Tell me darling.”
“I can’t!” she panted, her body lifting towards his fingers, her body trembling. “Oh God!”
“I know darling,” he bent his head and captured her nipple again, this time his mouth ruthless as if he wanted to punish her for taking him out of his comfort zone! Amani was sobbing at the double assault, her mind and body going up in flames! She could not think, could only react to the powerful influence of his mouth and fingers on her! She almost screamed as he stopped, his head lifting at the same time he removed his fingers. She grabbed his arm, trying to force him to give her the release that had been so close!
“Not yet darling,” he murmured thickly as he climbed over her, his body suspended as he braced his hands on both sides of her face, his hips lowering slowly, circling around her, the tip of his engorged penis just touching the opening of her sex. He was driving her mad with desire and Amani did the only thing she could! She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, forcing him to enter her and he did, sinking into her slowly, his body rigid, his hands trembling from the restraint of holding himself back! Her hands lifted and wrapped around his neck. He drove into her in one swift fluid movement and then went still as she wrapped around him! His body shuddered, his face dark with passion and the intense desire that raged inside him.
“Darling,” he whispered brokenly, his mouth lowering to hers, his breath mingling with hers. He could not move, at least not yet. But Amani wanted more! She moved restlessly, circling her hips and forcing him to do the same. He took her mouth in a savagely delicious kiss that had her digging her fingers into his back, her body moving upwards to meet his thrusts that had become hurried and frantic, unlike his usual practiced manner. Liam could feel the control slipping away from him as his tongue plunged into her mouth, his body meeting and plunging into hers, his fingers biting into her hips as he pulled her even closer to him, his body molding to hers, cementing the bond that the incredible desire and passion was already forming! She tore her mouth from his, her fingers digging into his bunched muscles as she reached for the elusive feeling building up at the base of her stomach. Liam gritted his teeth as he fought to get back the control, but with her moving beneath him, determined to thwart the efforts he was making to get back the control, he had to let it go!
“Reach for it baby,” he crooned. “I am right behind you –” he broke off as a low scream was torn from her throat, her body lifting to his, the orgasm powering through her body at a speed that she could not comprehend! Her eyes widened as she gazed up at him, her lips parted, the breath escaping her as her body splintered into a million pieces, the tremors rocking through her so much that she barely heard his tortured groan as he spilled himself inside her, watering the mouth of her womb, his body shuddering on top of hers. The orgasm would not stop, did not stop until both of them were too weak to think or to even feel! He gathered her closer to him and shifting his body, he turned on his side, his arms wrapped around her body, still joined to her intimately as he tried to get control of his wildly beating heart. Amani buried her face into his chest, her eyes closed and her body still trembling from what was, to her, the most earth shaking moment of her entire life! She closed her eyes tighter as she realized that Hanson had been right! She would never recover from this. She aborted the thought abruptly! She could not think about that now and for the first time in her life she felt regret tunneling through her mind! Regret that she was not a different person, that he was not who he was and that she was not planning on doing what she was going to do! She blinked away the tears, determined to make the most of the incredible night! He shifted then and tipped her chin up to look at him, noticing the brightness of her eyes. He did not say anything but used a finger to trail down her smooth cheek, his touch gentle, his dark gray eyes somber, his incredibly handsome face still dark with passion. He did not have the words to tell her how he was feeling. He did not know what this was, this need for her, the craving that was still wracking his body. He was still joined to her intimately and it felt so right, so wonderful that he did not want to move. Besides he was still hard.
Amani spread her fingers over his chest. “Is it too soon for another round?” she asked him huskily.
He laughed softly and bent his head to kiss her nose and then her lips. “Definitel
y not.”
*****
He was fast asleep. She had made sure of that when he had gone to the bathroom after making love to her for the third time. She had waited until she could hear his even breathing and then she had slipped out of the bed and carefully removed the painting from the wall, sliding it from the ornate frame and replacing it with the excellent fake that had been done by an expert, and that Hanson had given to her. She rolled the priceless art and placed it into the holder, going over to put it into her large pocketbook. The entire thing had taken ten minutes but to her terrified imagination it had taken ten hours as she looked at the sleeping form on the bed, anxious that he would awaken any minute now and discovered what she was doing! But he was still sound asleep when she slipped in beside him. He murmured a little and reached for her, sleepily pulling her closer to him, his fingers closing over her breast. Amani turned her head and studied his classical features, her gaze lingering on the hard cheek, the straight nose and the incredibly long lashes that formed shadows over his cheekbones. She lifted a hand and traced the thickness of his brows, reaching up to push back a lock of dark hair from his forehead. She blinked back the tears as she wondered how long it would take to get over him!
*****
She was gone when he woke up the next morning. He tried to squelch the acute disappointment and the wrenching feelings inside him as he sat up against the pillows and looked around the room. The clock on the bedside table read that it was almost eight and he remembered that he had a meeting in an hour. He slowly climbed off the bed and looked around as if expecting to see her come back into the room. He stood there, his eyes closing as he remembered every detail in startling clarity of how she had felt and what had transpired between them. It had been epic, he realized in anguish, far beyond anything he had ever experienced in his long sexual history. He had been initiated into the sexual act since he was fourteen years old, by a senior who had taken his virginity and had taught him how to please her. He had done so with relish and had outgrown her within a few weeks, sending her into spasms of intense pleasure that had her wanting him more and more! In the private high school he had attended, he had graduated to older women. A teacher who had beguiled him, and with the pretense of helping him with chemistry, invited him to her home and had taught him some more. He had taken what she offered and enjoyed it, breaking it off with her when she showed signs of wanting more from him. He had taken and given, but never everything! Last night had been different! He had given and given, and took what she gave him, and had wanted to take more and give more. He tunneled his fingers through his hair restlessly. First he was going to take care of business and then he was going to find her and convince her that there was no way it could ever be one night between them!
