He clamped down on the weapon. “Your impatience is noted. It’s a good thing I’m wildly aroused by your ability to improvise.”
“Then stop talking and get to work.”
He pried the knife out of her hand, tossed it onto the table, and quickly removed the rest of his clothes. His lips returned to her mouth as he drew his body over the length of her, so they were barely touching. “Is this what you imagined?”
“Better,” she rasped, and curled her fingers around his stiff cock.
They both groaned at the contact. Her hold was featherlight, teasing.
He was going to perish from ecstasy and from frustration.
“I want to taste you again,” she said.
When she moved, he nudged her back against the mattress. “That will end this far too quickly.” They were sealing themselves to each other; he wanted to make the experience as spectacular as he could for her.
If they failed in their endeavors, this might be their only night together.
“I intend to savor you, love,” he promised.
He nibbled his way down her body and dipped his tongue in her navel. The light, teasing kisses he pressed along her hip made her squirm.
“Be still,” he warned as he licked up her thigh. “Or I’ll have to start again from the top.” When she complied willingly, he enjoyed that in this one instance, he exerted some control over her.
“Please,” she moaned.
“There are those society manners,” he murmured, before his mouth seized her core.
Her taste was intoxicating; his lust swelled as she cried out and rocked her hips. His erection was hard to the point of pain, but he didn’t care. He was determined to prolong her pleasure.
Diana screamed his name as she climaxed, but he’d no intention of relenting until she was as addled with desire as he was. He tasted and nipped at her luscious cleft until she pushed him away.
“Now, Ian.” She gasped.
He caressed her face and brushed aside the trickle of perspiration that trailed down her throat. As eager as he was to fulfill her command, he abhorred the idea of hurting her, even a little. “One word, and I’ll stop.”
“I know.” She pressed a kiss into his hand. “Now hurry and deflower me. Don’t wait another second.”
Slowly, he entered her. Her tight, wet heat around the tip of his cock made his head reel but before he could give over to the craving to move, a faint gasp stopped him cold.
As he started to withdraw, Diana’s warm hand clamped on his arse. “Don’t stop, please. I’ll be fine in a minute.”
She raised her chin in stubborn defiance, as determined to conquer her pain as she was to overcome any challenge.
He shook off the searing way it stoked him and reminded himself of his vow to protect her. Even from himself.
He stroked her hipbone in a soothing caress. “Relax, love.Here.” He kneaded her muscles gently. On her exhale, he felt her resistance give and he pushed in further.
“That’s it. You’re so tight, but your skin is soft,” he rasped. “You feel incredible, Diana.”
She moaned again, and then he was fully sheathed inside her.
“Oh, God,” she breathed.
He nuzzled her neck, as she adjusted to him.
“Yes, oh, that’s better,” she murmured. “There’s hardly any pain now.”
He leaned down and kissed her, and she took possession of his mouth. Between jagged breaths, she declared, “I’m ready now.”