Private Melody by Altonya Washington Page B

tongue sank into an abundance of heat and moisture. He applied a warning squeeze to her toned thighs when her hips lifted from the tangled bed. Slowly, she thrust against his mouth and cursed the orgasmic waves that sliced through her. She wanted to savor and savor…what he was doing felt far too incredible to be hurried.
    Therin pleasured her tirelessly, jerking out of his shirt and dark jacket as he did so. Kianti watched him, her ebony eyes half open and glistening with desire. The flex of the muscles in his back and shoulders was as powerful an aphrodisiac as his tongue rotating inside her. She smoothed her palms across his head, luxuriating in the close-cut waves that rivaled his skin for silken appeal.
    He could feel her inner walls tense and knew she’d be coming in moments. It was then that he focused on her reaction—searching for any signs of discomfort. The bliss on her exquisite face served to stoke his ego as opposed to his concern. He worked kisses upward again ignoring her hypnotic voice when she told him she wanted more. Instead, he took hold of her bare bottom and drew her into him.
    â€œI want this,” she groaned, circling her sex against the thick bulge still confined within his trousers. “Mmm…I want this.” The words silenced and they nuzzled into another kiss. “Mmm…” She took great pleasure and time in drawing her moisture from his tongue. The kiss lasted but a few heated seconds before Therin pulled back suddenly.
    Kianti blinked. “I’m fine,” she promised.
    He smiled yet shook his head while frowning. “I didn’t come prepared…no condoms.” He grimaced over the admission.
    Kianti tilted her head and looked up and over at the nightstand. “Check the drawer.”
    The regret in his crystalline stare shimmered into what Kianti would have sworn was anger. “I was hoping we’d come back after dinner and…I hadn’t planned on taking no for an answer.” She bit her lip and awaited his reaction.
    He looked down at her chest heaving and fondled a nipple until she moaned. “Would you have taken me against my will, Ms. Lawrence?”
    â€œMmm…are you trying to…entrap me, Mr. Ambassador?” She winced on the pleasure of his touch.
    â€œIn a manner of speaking,” he answered. Taking herwrists, he held them above her head and plied her with another languid kiss.
    â€œTherin, please…give me this.” She ground herself desperately against him.
    He rose up then, leaving the bed to unfasten his belt and trousers. They joined the shoes and socks on the carpet along with his boxers.
    Kianti had pushed herself up toward the head of the bed. She braced on her elbows and watched the garments fall. No desire was masked in her tilting onyx stare until her lashes settled and she moaned in expectation of the ecstasy she was sure to find with his flawlessly sculpted frame.
    Therin kissed his way back up her body. Once more, he stopped to pay homage to her breasts. Kianti shuddered at the graze of his arousal, stiff and lengthy against her thigh. Again, she begged him. He kissed her to silence further pleas while wrenching open the nightstand drawer and rooting around inside for what he needed.
    Kianti linked her arms about his neck, brushing her nipples across the taut, muscled breadth of his chest. Her nails grazed the carved pecs and abs on a journey downward until she closed her hand just barely around the width of him.
    It was Therin who begged that time when she began stroking him into another level of hardness. Falling victim to sensation, his head fell to her shoulder and he moved helplessly against her hand.
    The nagging voice warned Therin that he was dangerously close to coming. He took heed and moved away reluctantly to set the condom in place.
    â€œShh…” Kianti placed two fingers across his mouth before he could take time to reassure her.
    Once more, she felt the potent