Isle of Sensuality by Aimee Duffy

kissed her as soft as a whisper. He pulled back after a second and his whole body throbbed in bitter protest.
    “Yes.” She sighed and leaned closer.
    He tried to chuckle, but it sounded strangled. “Then let’s try that for a while.”
    Again, his body violently rejected the idea, but he didn’t want to scare her off. This fiery siren who’d been so brave when she’d come storming into his villa over a week ago, calling him an inconsiderate ass, was so damn sexy, and he didn’t know how to not want her. If slow was what she needed, he’d try his hardest to make sure his body stayed in check.
    Caitlyn moaned against his lips and opened up to him. He explored her sweet heat with sensual sweeps of his tongue when all he wanted was to gobble her up. The smell of strawberries and kiwi from her hair filled his senses and kicked his arousal to the breaking point.
    With a tenderness he didn’t know he had in him, Jake stroked the silky skin on her back and Caitlyn trembled. Not from the cold, no, her skin was as hot as his. Caitlyn’s arms slid around his neck and he released her lips, trailing kisses down the slim column of her throat. He nibbled the pulse point, dragging another moan from her lips.
    His hands slid around to her stomach. Barely skimming her skin, he slid one between her legs, and then trailed circles on the insides of her thighs. “Is this okay?” he whispered against her throat.
    “Yes.” Caitlyn’s hands fisted in his hair and he moved lower, sucking a rosy tipped peak into his mouth.
    She arched into him, the movement brushing her thigh against his erection, and he thought he might explode right there. Putting a stranglehold on his body’s response, he inched his hand higher and trailed his fingers through the damp curls between her thighs. Her hips arched into him which he took as an invitation for more.
    His thumb delved into the damp, flaming curls at her core, and she tensed all over. Jake should have stopped, should have backed off, but the need to see her writhing in undisguised pleasure again was too strong. He stroked the hard nub at the heart of her and relished in her gasp. As he continued stroking his thumb across the sensitive flesh in swirling motions, he looked up into her face.
    Caitlyn’s eyes were glazed and her skin flushed with arousal. Short pants broke through her parted lips and his erection jerked in response. Hell, she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on.
    Her fingers dug into his shoulders as her body tensed again. She cried out, never taking her eyes off his, and her body pulsed and shuddered beneath his caress. Jake loved the way she responded to his touch, it was wild yet seemed natural, innocent, and instinctive, and sexy as hell. Caitlyn’s hold on his neck loosened as she sunk back into the pillows with a cat-got-the-milk smile on her face.
    * * * *
    “Wow.” That wasn’t a word Caitlyn ever used, but it seemed appropriate now.
    Jake was propped on one elbow beside her, the hand he’d used to give her pleasure she couldn’t put into words in her own head, now drew circles on her stomach. Her body still trembled with heated aftershocks, and the skimming touch of his fingers only ignited the inner fire raging inside her. His eyes, swirling black storms beneath hooded lids, focused on her mouth. Caitlyn felt her earlier hunger grow unbearable. He leaned toward her and brushed kisses along her jaw.
    “Ready for round two?” The husky question made her core throb with undiluted desire.
    Damp heat arrowed between her legs and her nipples tightened. If sex was anywhere near as good as that , she was in. “Yes.”
    His erection bobbed hard and proud against her thigh. She swallowed. He was so huge. How was that going to fit inside her? She eyed the raging length of him. A tiny prickle of fear skittered down her spine.
    “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered, moving his hand to cup her cheek.
    “Will it hurt?” The question popped out