One hand fisted her damp, precariously knotted hair, pulling it back almost roughly so her face was tilted up and exposed to his. ‘Are you?’ he enquired roughly.
She gave a shaky nod. ‘Yes.’
‘Be very sure, glikia mou. Because this time I won’t be able to stop. If you don’t want me to go any further, tell me now.’ His eyes searched her urgently, his need clearly displayed in the harsh whistle of breath that escaped his parted lips.
The hard body plastered to hers made thinking near impossible but Brianna knew one thing—this could be her one chance to be with Sakis. After Friday, she’d be out of a job—one she would be sacked from or have to resign from.
From a purely selfish point of view, this could be her last chance to experience the fervid promise of bliss she’d felt in the gym last night—to be bold enough to reach for something she’d once dared to crave.
‘Brianna?’ His fierce tone held a hint of vulnerability that struck deep.
Sakis needed her. And she...she needed to blank out the heartache the future held.
‘Yes, I want you...’
He swallowed the words with the savage demand of his kiss. The hand at her waist lowered to grasp her bottom and he pulled her into stinging contact with his groin, giving a low groan as the force of his erection probed her belly.
For an endless age, he devoured her mouth with a hunger born of desperation. Brianna gave as much as she got, her hunger just as maddeningly urgent. When his tongue curled around hers, she opened her mouth wider to feel even more of it.
Sakis groaned again and walked her back until the back of her legs touched her small sofa. He’d barely pushed her down before he covered her with his immense body. Searing heat engulfed her as they lay plastered from chest to thigh. Raising his head, his gaze scoured her face as if imprinting her features on his memory. When it touched her lips, the urge to lick them overcame her. She passed her tongue over them and watched in secret delight as his eyes darkened dramatically.
‘I suspected that underneath those severe business suits you were a seductress, Moneypenny.’
‘I’m sure I have no idea what you mean.’ She licked her lips again.
His growl was her first warning but she was too far gone to heed it.
Brianna quickly pulled his head down and brushed his lips with hers. She kissed him again and felt her heart leap with joy when he deepened it.
When he suddenly surged off her and stood, Brianna fought not to cry out in disappointment. But he merely shrugged out of his jacket and tie before plucking her off the seat. ‘I’m so lucky to have you. But my gratitude does not extend to making love to you on a sofa made for elves.’
‘Oh. I guess it is a little on the small side, isn’t it?’
‘Perhaps not, if you’re trying to be inventive. We’ll leave it for another time.’
The thrill that went through her escalated when he caught her up in his arms and took her lips in another searing kiss. ‘Which way to the bedroom?’
Brianna pointed and he immediately steered her in that direction. At the door, she hesitated. What would he think when he saw how sparsely decorated her room was? She was scrambling to think of excuses when he pulled her hips into his groin.
‘I don’t mind doing it standing up if that’s what you’d prefer, glikia mou. Just say the word,’ he breathed against her neck, one hand sneaking up to cup her bare breast where her gown had fallen open. With another groan, he squeezed before teasing the nub between his fingers. ‘But say it quickly before I combust from neglect.’
‘The...the bedroom is fine.’ She opened the door and held her breath. But Sakis was only interested in the bed, not the state of the near-empty room. He propelled her firmly towards it, shucking off his shoes, socks and shirt without letting go completely. With a firm hand he pushed her onto the bed and fell onto his knees behind her.
Pulling her back, he ground his hips into her. ‘You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined you in this position before me.’ Urgent hands slid up her dressing gown and he growled with ragged need as he bared her naked bottom to his heated gaze. ‘Theos, no knickers. This is even better than I imagined.’ Roughly, he reached for the sleeves of the gown and jerked it off her completely.
Brianna was thankful she wasn’t facing him so that she didn’t have to explain her tattoo to him just yet, especially since, with the depth of her need, she wasn’t sure she wouldn’t blurt out the truth behind it. The other thing was her scar. She couldn’t hide it for ever but she was grateful she didn’t have to explain it right this minute.
Because the sensation of Sakis touching her naked bottom, caressing and decadently moulding it, made her senses melt.
‘Theos, I love your ass,’ he growled with dirty reverence.
Pure feminine delight fizzed through her. ‘I can tell,’ she responded breathily.
His laugh was low and deep, doing nothing to disguise his hunger. She jerked with surprise and delight when she felt his mouth touch each globe in an open-mouthed kiss before biting lightly on her flesh.
He continued to knead her with his large hands, massaging down to her hips before returning to fondle her with both hands. The eroticism of the act made her breath catch. But it was when he pushed her forward and spread apart her thighs that she stopped breathing.
Sakis blew a hot breath on her parted folds, making her thighs quiver in anticipation of what was to come. When it came, when the tip of his tongue flicked over her most sensitive place, Brianna couldn’t stop the cry of pleasure that spilled from her throat. Hands shaking in a monumental effort to keep her from collapsing onto the bed, she clamped her eyes shut and held her breath for another burn of sensation.
Another flick, then several more, then Sakis opened her wider, baring her to his gaze. He muttered something in Greek before he placed the most shocking, open-mouthed kiss on her. He devoured her as if she was his favourite meal. Sensation built upon sensation until Brianna wasn’t sure which move pleased her more—his teeth grazing her clitoris or his relentlessly probing tongue inside her.
All she knew was that the majestic peak that promised both exquisite torture and intense pleasure loomed closer. Fire burned behind her closed lids. Her fingers spasmed into a death grip on her sheets. With one long, merciless pull of his mouth on her clitoris, he sent her over the edge.
He gave a long, satisfied groan as he drank her in. For endless minutes, he lapped her with his tongue until her convulsions ceased. Vaguely, she heard him leave the bed and shuck off his trousers. Limp and breathless, she started to sag.
One hand caught her around the waist. ‘Stay right there; I’m not finished with you yet.’
Brianna clawed back reason enough to demand huskily, ‘Um...condom?’
‘Taken care of.’ His hand caressed up her stomach to cup one breast before teasing her nipple. She felt the other fumble for the loose knot in her hair. ‘You know I’ve never seen your hair down?’
‘Hmm...yes.’
He pulled her up and released the knot, then groaned as his fingers weaved through the heavy blonde tresses that went all the way down her back. ‘Theos, it’s a travesty to keep this gorgeous hair tied up day after day. You deserve punishment for that, Moneypenny.’
The sharp tap on her rump sent excitement sizzling along her nerves. She bit her lip when she felt the thick evidence of his desire lying between the crease of her bottom, a relentless reminder that there was another experience to be celebrated.
‘You don’t think you’ve tortured me enough?’ she asked.