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“Please!”she sighed, lifting her legs so that he was more perfectly cradled against her.

But it wasn’t enough.Sal wasn’t the nice, polite lovemaker.His big, strong hands reached for her hips and tilted her back, pulling her in so that he was completely, shockingly, pressed against her core.

Before she could say how much she liked this new position, she heard another ripping sound.This time, it was her floral dress.For a shocked moment, Catarina couldn’t speak.But then his hands moved the torn shreds of her floral silk dress away, cupping her breasts.

“You’re so damn beautiful!”he groaned, his thumbs sliding against the lace covered tips, sending waves of desire through her body, every need puddling low in her belly.

She gripped his arms, her fingers unable to circle around them.Then he angled his body again and she fell backwards.When she opened her eyes, Catarina realized that was exactly what he wanted.The shimmer of need, of lust and demand in his eyes as he watched his fingers move over her lace covered breasts was hot!But it wasn’t enough.She angled her back, releasing the catch.Immediately, the lace was tossed away and then…hissing!His fingers closed over both breasts as his mouth lowered, that mouth sucking in her nipple.

Catarina’s body arched, her legs coming up to wrap around his waist.All politeness was gone now.This was raw.This was need and there was no time for niceties.She needed him inside her with an almost primal desperation.

When his mouth moved to her other breast, Catarina growled.Such an unladylike expression of her need, but her fingers dove into his hair, keeping his head right there, silently demanding that he continue.When he nibbled on her nipple, she nearly climaxed right then and there!Groaning, she shifted, not sure how to take all of this need.

“Sal!”she whispered, wishing that her voice was stronger, but unable to accomplish anything more.

As an answer, he yanked her panties down, exposing her body completely to his hungry gaze.His hands moved to her knees as his eyes took in all of her, not letting her shield herself.

Definitely not a polite lover, she thought, even as her body shimmered with need, wiggling under the intensity of that examination.

“You’re mine, Cata,” he growled, his mouth moving lower, kissing her stomach.He was still standing beside the bed, but he lowered his head, his fingers sliding down over her stomach, teasing her skin before touching her intimately.Those light fingers teased that nub, stroking her folds before coming back for another stroke.Over and over, he teased her like that, never enough to give her what she needed, but tormenting her with those light, unsatisfying touches.

When she couldn’t take it anymore, Catarina grabbed his wrists, her eyes hot and almost angry now.“Enough!”she snapped at him.

But the bastard only grinned.With a twist, he’d released her hold on his wrist and captured both of hers in his big, strong hands, holding them away from his goal while his mouth moved into place.“Never enough,” he came right back.

She’d thought his fingers were teasing?Dear heaven!That mouth, his tongue and…was he really using his teeth?None of the books had warned her about that!None of the books had warned her of the feelings that were hitting her now!

Catarina arched, wiggled, whimpered and cried out.She tried to release her hands, maybe to hit him?Maybe to hold his head in place so that she could find a release!But he wasn’t letting her do either.

“Please!”she sobbed, desperate now for the torture to stop.

But he only laughed, then continued to ramp her up, right to the point where her body was going to explode, but then he’d pull back.Driving her crazy!

She might have screamed at one point, but Catarina wasn’t sure about anything now.Her world had narrowed to a point where the only thing real was his tongue and that nub and how he was making her crazy by not letting her climax!

Finally, she yanked at his hair, pulling his mouth away.Furious now, she glared at him.“No more!”she hissed.

Sal merely smiled, but it wasn’t an expression of agreement.It was evil triumph.He stepped back, stripped off the rest of his clothes, then climbed next to her.Lifting her up, he grabbed her hands, pulling them over her head as he positioned himself right at her opening.

“Say my name,” he commanded.

Catarina was ready to yell, beg, plead or do just about anything to get him inside of her.So if all he wanted was for her to say his name, she complied.“Sal,” she said, her voice cracking at the one syllable.

Then he slid into her heat, taking her gasp of pleasure into his mouth as he filled her up.It was perfect!It was too much.It was magical!She arched, shifted her body to take more of him, then whimpered when he pulled away.Thankfully, he thrust right back into her, rubbing that nub along the way.

Over and over, he thrust into her, his body shifting as she lifted her hips, meeting his every movement.It wasn’t a powerplay, but Catarina was determined not to let him stop this time.

In the back of her mind, she recognized his heavy breathing, but all she could think about was her own pleasure.Pulling her hands free, she grabbed onto his hair again, loving the soft texture which was so different from the rest of him.And that touch seemed to ignite him.His thrusts weren’t slow anymore.He grabbed her body, holding her still and moved faster, harder.It was perfect!Exactly what she needed and Catarina screamed, her body shuddering as she climaxed, her body exploding with a pleasure unlike anything she’d ever known before.

A moment later, she felt his body shudder, his body experiencing what she hoped was the same intensity.

And then he fell on top of her.Catarina wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him tight as her brain slowly started to work again.This…this was the bliss she’d always hoped for.

Chapter 23

Catarinawalkedcarefullydownthe stairs, every step reminding her of last night.She moved a little slower, a little more tenderly than usual, her workout clothes clinging to skin still sensitized from Sal’s touch.She didn’t know if she was eager to see Sal this morning—or if she wanted to hide, to stretch out the space between them just a few more hours.

Because last night… last night she’d been reckless, demanding, unrecognizable to herself.Every time he touched her she’d burned hotter, and every time he took her higher, she’d nearly broken apart with need.He’d made her feel wanted, cherished, consumed.