Page 75 of Storm Warning
Kate sensed a familiar tension building inside her, a craving for something more, something tangible. She tilted her head back, gazing up at Nick through hooded eyes. “Kiss me,” the words slipped from her lips before she could stop them.
His eyes darkened, heat blazing, as he cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs stroking over her cheeks. “Are you sure? I don’t want to rush this, to rush you. I want to savor every moment with you. But I want you so much that if we start something tonight, I don’t think I can stop.”
Kate swallowed hard, her throat dry. He was right. This was big, maybe the biggest thing that had ever happened to her. She didn’t want to rush it either, didn’t want to regret anything that came after.
However, as the evening had passed, she had grown more impatient, more desperate to experience his skin against hers, to feel his hands explore every inch of her body. She wanted Nick. No, she needed him.
As if he read her mind, Nick eased her down onto the cushions and hovered over her, his eyes smoldering in the lantern light.
His lips met hers in a kiss both tender and passionate, his tongue delving into her mouth, tasting, teasing, claiming her own. She arched into him, her fingers raking through his hair, anchoring him to her.
They kissed for long, delicious moments, each touch igniting a fire hotter than the last. His hands slid over her curves, mapping every contour and hollow, as if committing them to memory. She gasped and shuddered beneath him, pleasure building with each exquisite caress.
When he eventually pulled back, her body was flushed and tingling, aching for his touch. His eyes were dark with desire, his breathing ragged. “You are so beautiful,” his voice hoarse with need. “I want to worship every inch of you.”
Kate closed her eyes, a soft smile playing on her lips, before capturing his gaze with her own. “Then worship me.” Her voice was barely audible, even to herself.
"Challenge accepted."
Nick took his time, exploring her with a reverence that left her breathless. His lips trailed a path of fire down her throat, lingering on the pulse point that fluttered wildly beneath her skin. He unzipped her dress slowly, each brush of hisfingers against her bare flesh sending jolts of electricity coursing through her veins.
She helped him slide the fabric off her shoulders, revealing the lacy bra beneath. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her, his breath hitching. “You’re exquisite.” He traced the edge of the lace with a fingertip before cupping the fullness of her breast in his hand. A hand that squeezed gently before pinching her nipple until it was a hard pearl begging for his lips.
He dipped his head then, capturing the taut peak in his mouth, wetting the lace with his tongue, while his hand played with her other breast. She gasped, arching into him as he teased and suckled, drawing out a moan from deep within her.
His hands roamed lower, tracing the curve of her waist, the flare of her hips, easing the dress down over her legs, revealing the matching lace thong beneath. Kate lifted her hips, helping him slide the dress off, leaving her clad only in the delicate lingerie.
Thank heavens for Callie’s shopping.
The random thought slipped away as Nick’s gaze drifted over her body, drinking in the sight of her laid out before him. The hunger in his eyes echoed her own desire, a raw, primal need.
She reached for him, tugging at the hem of his shirt, eager to press her skin against his. He obliged, stripping it off and tossing it aside, revealing the rippling muscles of his chest and abdomen.
Kate ran her hands over his heated flesh, marveling at the smooth, hard planes beneath her fingertips. She wanted to feel, to taste, to pet every inch of him.
She leaned up, pressing a kiss to his chest, inhaling his scent, a heady mix of cologne and salt air.
Nick groaned, capturing her mouth in another searing kiss, a duel of tongue and lips. His hands slipped beneath her, liftingher over him as he settled back against the cushions, cradling her in his lap. She straddled him, the evidence of his desire pushing insistently against her.
She rocked against him; the friction sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements, their breaths mingling as they lost themselves in the dance of their bodies.
Kate reached between them, fumbling with the button on his pants. “Off.”
He laughed even as he helped her, lifting his hips as she slid the fabric down, freeing him. She wrapped her hand around his hard length, reveling in the silky steel, stroking him, eliciting a deep groan from his chest.
“You’re playing with fire,” he growled, his voice thick with desire.
Kate smiled, leaning in to whisper in his ear. “I like the heat.”
He sat up, lifting Kate just long enough to shuck his pants completely off, before pulling her down on him once again, capturing her mouth in another kiss, this one fierce and demanding. His hands roamed her body, seemingly everywhere at once, making her bra disappear before slipping beneath the lace of her thong, stroking the sensitive flesh between her thighs, finding her clit, flicking it with his finger.
She gasped into his mouth, her hips bucking against his touch. “God, Nick.”
He slid a finger inside her while his thumb circled the bundle of nerves at her core. She rode his hand, trembling as the pleasure built, threatening to consume her. He added another finger, stretching her, preparing her, his touch igniting a fire that burned hotter with each stroke.
When she hovered on the brink, teetering on the edge ofrelease, he withdrew his hand, leaving her panting and desperate.
Kate's eyes flew to his. “Don’t you dare...”