Private Melody by Altonya Washington Page A

silenced them easily.
    Her fingers found the buttons along his collarless wine-colored shirt and made quick work of them. She whimpered amidst the kiss while raking her nails across the steely expanse of his chest that was bared to her touch where the shirt hung open. She ended the kiss to outline the cleft in his chin with the tip of her tongue. Then she began a feast upon his earlobe. “Take me to my bed,” she whispered.
    Her words were like part of some hypnotic suggestion he had no choice but to obey. They were on the bed seconds later. The kiss resumed yet broke on a curse when Therin acknowledged he had no weapons against her. He had the controlling position sprawled across her small, trembling form but it was she who commanded whatever move he sought to make.
    She drove her tongue erotically against his. Her lips curved into a half smile when she heard his groans and felt the tension ease from his body. She arched herself into a bow, tossing her arms above her head.
    â€œUndress me….”
    Therin closed his eyes tightly as if to ward off her instruction. It was a hopeless waste of time.
    As if to prompt him to do her bidding, she drew her thumbnail across his nipple and suckled his tongue at the initiation of another kiss.
    â€œUndress me, Therin….”
    He told himself that he wouldn’t hurt her. He could take it—take her slow. He had to because he had to have her.
    Kianti tugged her lip between her teeth as she was claimed by a wave of elation. The determination on his gorgeous face told her that he was done denyinghimself. The fact that she was about to be treated to what she’d been denying herself was enough to make her scream with delight.
    Therin had undone the ties to her dress in a matter of seconds. His nose blazed a trail across her collarbone, the swells of her breasts and the fragrant valley between. When he spotted the front clasp of her bra, his shaft nudged the button fly of his dark trousers. One easy flick of his thumb and it came apart releasing the full, pert mounds to his gaze…to his mouth.
    Again, his nose blazed the trail, outlining the shape of her cleavage. He paid special attention to the nipple steadily firming beneath his manipulations.
    â€œPut me in your mouth,” she ordered seconds before he did it.
    Therin couldn’t help but liken himself to some inexperienced kid taking direction with an eager mind and body. He should have felt offended, instead he’d never felt more alive.
    Kianti lost the ability to offer any further direction when he took the nipple and suckled with a deft finesse. She continued to writhe beneath him, arching shamelessly and on fire to feel every bit of him.
    Expert fingers manipulated one nipple while perfect teeth bit down softly on its twin. Moments later, Therin switched to the other nipple and molested it in much the same fashion. He tugged the open front of her dress farther apart, and eased a hand beneath her back. He lifted her slightly to pull away every scrap of clothing clinging to her body.
    Kianti moaned her disappointment when his mouth traveled away from the wet nipple. His nose dippedinto her belly button just briefly before moving down to explore the baby-hair-smattered triangle above her sex. Her legs quivered noticeably as she arched more uncontrollably.
    Therin was of a mind then to torture and in the most sensual manner. His nose outlined her clit and labia. His smile was arrogance personified when she hiccupped on the gasp she uttered. He held her still, strong hands curved about her thighs before his tongue replaced his nose. That time, she hiccupped his name and twined her fingers in her hair loose and flowing around her oval face.
    Her scent enticed him like a drug. It clung to every part of her—most of all, the part of her he was especially infatuated with just then. His tongue plunged deep. He had to know if she tasted as incredible as she smelled.
    Better, he thought when his