Chapter 29
He watched her through hooded dark eyes as her fingers carefully removed the precious necklace from her slender neck. Admiring the long lines of her flawless back. Revealed to him by the parted crimson silk of her dress. He felt a rush of heat through his limbs, his veins as his eyes unexpectedly caught with hers, and he felt his heart rate double as she turned to him with a half smile. The flickering firelight bathing her in shadows and a golden glow. He opened his legs for her to step through them. Breathing in sharply at the fleeting contact. Her sparkling blue eyes drew him in. Deeper and deeper until he felt he was drowning in her fathomless gaze. He held his breath as she raised crimson tinted nails to the material bunched at her shoulders. Skimming it down one arm. Then the other. His dark hand against her taut naked abdomen made her heart skip a beat. Several beats as it crept higher. And her smoky blue eyes fluttered shut. Pale golden lashes framing her cheeks. Lips parted on a half-sigh, half-moan as he cupped the weight of one breast in his palm. "Beautiful," Luis murmured. His lips on her skin, the gentle rasping of his teeth against her pleasurable almost to the point of pain. Shaky breaths escaped her lips as she threaded her fingers through his black strands. Head thrown back as she held him close.
His hands were everywhere and the feeling of his lips was enough to make her want to cry. Her heart pounded in her chest as his fingers traveled to the dip in her waist where her spine met the gentle flare of her hips, and the silk caressed her skin, the back of her calves as it slowly pooled at her feet. And suddenly Luis was on his feet. His arms wrapped around her, and the feel of skin against skin was overwhelming her. His shirt hung open at each side of them as his knuckles grazed the smoothness of her cheek. Warmed by desire. Made perfect by one crystal teardrop of happiness that refused to be stamped down. Luis knew as he stared into her darkening blue eyes that this was his own glimpse into forever, and it felt like someone had their hand on his heart. Squeezing it. The emotion he felt so intense as he cradled her beautiful face in his palms and his lips fluttered across her brow, the bridge of her nose, the corners of her mouth, and finally her velvet lips.
Her nails skimmed over the broad expanse of his muscled back. Up and down as he engaged her in kisses not unlike the first kiss he ever gave her. The sweetest, gentlest meeting of lips. So tender it made her heart hurt inside her chest. But she welcomed the feeling. Whimpering at the loss of his hands at her waist as he tore them away to hurriedly pull the constricting material of his shirt from his wrists. His eyes shone blackly beneath heavy lids at the feel of her hands fleeting across the chiseled plane of his stomach, and he grabbed them at the very first touch of her fingertips at the line of his waist. "Luis?" she whispered huskily. Confusion and insecurity evident in her voice when he placed a finger on her lips. Barring any further sound emitting from her lips with a slight shake of his head, and she was silent. Apprehensive even until his dark hands swept to the base of her neck. Tangling in the golden curls there and brushing his lips across hers. Experimentally. Increasing the pressure so achingly slowly. Kissing her with restraint and deliberation until she felt weak-kneed and a moan of frustration rose in the back of her throat.
She gasped in surprise when he hauled her tight against him. The raging flames of desire flickering in his black eyes, and the orange flames of the fire behind them lighting his beloved face. Her fingers traced his cheekbones, his jawline, his chin, and she laughed softly as she ran a crimson nail over his full lips and he drew her fingertip between his lips. "I love you, Luis," she murmured as she bestowed a lingering kiss upon his lips. Never breaking his gaze as she slowly lowered herself to the mattress below. Laying back against the cool sheets and holding her arms out for him. She bit her lip as he made short work of his pants, his shoes. He stood before her in only his boxers. The firelight dancing across his handsome face. Obscuring it in shadows until she felt the mattress shift beneath his added weight and looked up into his eyes. Seeing the love there. For her.
She closed her eyes. Relishing the feel of his body on hers. Every inch touching from head to toe, and she tangled her legs with his. Her head falling back against the pillows as his lips sought out the thrumming pulse at her neck. His breath at her ear making her shudder. Her nails dipping lower and lower on his back. His strength rippling beneath her fingertips as his mouth descended and he lavished hot, open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone. The hollow of her throat. Luis smiled against her breast at the low moans escaping from her throat with every touch of his lips, his tongue. The muscles of her stomach quivered underneath his lips, and her body jerked as his tongue flicked teasingly in her navel. "Oh god," she panted. Trembling as he rest his cheek against her smooth belly. "Luis.please," she pleaded. Fingers clutching at his shoulders. Pulling him up. Meshing their lips together hungrily. Pouring her heart and soul into the kiss.
Luis nudged her legs apart with his knee, and suddenly he was completely naked. Heavy. And inside her. His arms braced on either side of her head as he started rocking his hips against hers. And she couldn't breathe. She couldn't do anything but hold on. Wrapping her legs around his waist. Taking him deeper. And the sweat beaded her brow as she met him. Again and again. Muscles quaking as she felt her body coiling tighter and tighter with pleasure. Tears seeping from the corners of her blue, blue eyes as he tenderly brushed his lips over hers. Just once. Before whispering of his love and sweeping a hand beneath their joined bodies. Against her slick back. Bringing her closer than even before, and she saw bursts of brilliant color as she lost all control in his arms. His name a prayer from her lips.
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He linked his fingers together. Raising them to his lips as he studied the images flashing across the multiple screens, and his lips twisted into a sardonic smile at the couple. Clutching so desperately to each other. Kissing so sweetly on the terrace. His daughter, it seemed, had finally returned home. "Enjoy your happiness while it lasts, sweet Sheridan. I have plans for you," he wagged his finger at the monitors. "Such wonderful plans," he repeated. His sinister laughter bouncing dully off the sound- proofed walls. Such wonderful plans.
He watched her through hooded dark eyes as her fingers carefully removed the precious necklace from her slender neck. Admiring the long lines of her flawless back. Revealed to him by the parted crimson silk of her dress. He felt a rush of heat through his limbs, his veins as his eyes unexpectedly caught with hers, and he felt his heart rate double as she turned to him with a half smile. The flickering firelight bathing her in shadows and a golden glow. He opened his legs for her to step through them. Breathing in sharply at the fleeting contact. Her sparkling blue eyes drew him in. Deeper and deeper until he felt he was drowning in her fathomless gaze. He held his breath as she raised crimson tinted nails to the material bunched at her shoulders. Skimming it down one arm. Then the other. His dark hand against her taut naked abdomen made her heart skip a beat. Several beats as it crept higher. And her smoky blue eyes fluttered shut. Pale golden lashes framing her cheeks. Lips parted on a half-sigh, half-moan as he cupped the weight of one breast in his palm. "Beautiful," Luis murmured. His lips on her skin, the gentle rasping of his teeth against her pleasurable almost to the point of pain. Shaky breaths escaped her lips as she threaded her fingers through his black strands. Head thrown back as she held him close.
His hands were everywhere and the feeling of his lips was enough to make her want to cry. Her heart pounded in her chest as his fingers traveled to the dip in her waist where her spine met the gentle flare of her hips, and the silk caressed her skin, the back of her calves as it slowly pooled at her feet. And suddenly Luis was on his feet. His arms wrapped around her, and the feel of skin against skin was overwhelming her. His shirt hung open at each side of them as his knuckles grazed the smoothness of her cheek. Warmed by desire. Made perfect by one crystal teardrop of happiness that refused to be stamped down. Luis knew as he stared into her darkening blue eyes that this was his own glimpse into forever, and it felt like someone had their hand on his heart. Squeezing it. The emotion he felt so intense as he cradled her beautiful face in his palms and his lips fluttered across her brow, the bridge of her nose, the corners of her mouth, and finally her velvet lips.
Her nails skimmed over the broad expanse of his muscled back. Up and down as he engaged her in kisses not unlike the first kiss he ever gave her. The sweetest, gentlest meeting of lips. So tender it made her heart hurt inside her chest. But she welcomed the feeling. Whimpering at the loss of his hands at her waist as he tore them away to hurriedly pull the constricting material of his shirt from his wrists. His eyes shone blackly beneath heavy lids at the feel of her hands fleeting across the chiseled plane of his stomach, and he grabbed them at the very first touch of her fingertips at the line of his waist. "Luis?" she whispered huskily. Confusion and insecurity evident in her voice when he placed a finger on her lips. Barring any further sound emitting from her lips with a slight shake of his head, and she was silent. Apprehensive even until his dark hands swept to the base of her neck. Tangling in the golden curls there and brushing his lips across hers. Experimentally. Increasing the pressure so achingly slowly. Kissing her with restraint and deliberation until she felt weak-kneed and a moan of frustration rose in the back of her throat.
She gasped in surprise when he hauled her tight against him. The raging flames of desire flickering in his black eyes, and the orange flames of the fire behind them lighting his beloved face. Her fingers traced his cheekbones, his jawline, his chin, and she laughed softly as she ran a crimson nail over his full lips and he drew her fingertip between his lips. "I love you, Luis," she murmured as she bestowed a lingering kiss upon his lips. Never breaking his gaze as she slowly lowered herself to the mattress below. Laying back against the cool sheets and holding her arms out for him. She bit her lip as he made short work of his pants, his shoes. He stood before her in only his boxers. The firelight dancing across his handsome face. Obscuring it in shadows until she felt the mattress shift beneath his added weight and looked up into his eyes. Seeing the love there. For her.
She closed her eyes. Relishing the feel of his body on hers. Every inch touching from head to toe, and she tangled her legs with his. Her head falling back against the pillows as his lips sought out the thrumming pulse at her neck. His breath at her ear making her shudder. Her nails dipping lower and lower on his back. His strength rippling beneath her fingertips as his mouth descended and he lavished hot, open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone. The hollow of her throat. Luis smiled against her breast at the low moans escaping from her throat with every touch of his lips, his tongue. The muscles of her stomach quivered underneath his lips, and her body jerked as his tongue flicked teasingly in her navel. "Oh god," she panted. Trembling as he rest his cheek against her smooth belly. "Luis.please," she pleaded. Fingers clutching at his shoulders. Pulling him up. Meshing their lips together hungrily. Pouring her heart and soul into the kiss.
Luis nudged her legs apart with his knee, and suddenly he was completely naked. Heavy. And inside her. His arms braced on either side of her head as he started rocking his hips against hers. And she couldn't breathe. She couldn't do anything but hold on. Wrapping her legs around his waist. Taking him deeper. And the sweat beaded her brow as she met him. Again and again. Muscles quaking as she felt her body coiling tighter and tighter with pleasure. Tears seeping from the corners of her blue, blue eyes as he tenderly brushed his lips over hers. Just once. Before whispering of his love and sweeping a hand beneath their joined bodies. Against her slick back. Bringing her closer than even before, and she saw bursts of brilliant color as she lost all control in his arms. His name a prayer from her lips.
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He linked his fingers together. Raising them to his lips as he studied the images flashing across the multiple screens, and his lips twisted into a sardonic smile at the couple. Clutching so desperately to each other. Kissing so sweetly on the terrace. His daughter, it seemed, had finally returned home. "Enjoy your happiness while it lasts, sweet Sheridan. I have plans for you," he wagged his finger at the monitors. "Such wonderful plans," he repeated. His sinister laughter bouncing dully off the sound- proofed walls. Such wonderful plans.