“No?”
He shook his head. “You’re wearing nothing except for one of my dress shirts and a pair of those very high heels you prefer. I get hard every time I think about loving you that way.”
“No lace or see-through nightgown?” she teased.
“Nope.”
“Is there more?” she prompted.
“Oh, yeah.” He grinned. “I envision slowly opening the shirt while kissing you, starting at your neck baring more and more of your beautiful brown skin. Then I lick every sweet inch…until you are screaming my name. But it doesn’t stop there. I imagine that you’re wet, ready for me. Since it’s my fantasy, I have super control and I wait until you beg me to come deep inside. Once I’m there you tighten around me, urging me to hurry. But it’s a slow burn.”
“Slow burn?”
Darrin nodded. “So slow that we won’t stop until we’re both burning with need.”
Her eyes went wide when she said, “But…”
“No but’s sweetheart. We love each other. It will be any way you want me, babe, quick and hard, or easy and slow. And there’s nothing to keep us apart. Trenna, you have no idea how badly I want you, baby. Or how hard it has been to wait to make love to you. Watching you walk down aisle, all I could think about was how much you mean to me, how much I love you,” Darrin said in a rough whisper, then asked, “Have I shocked you?”
Trenna whispered, “No,” and she meant it. “Darrin, I love you so much.” Her heart was full and raced with excitement. She wanted everything he wanted, but before she could formulate the words he rose from the sofa with her in his arms. He carried her as if she weighed next to nothing.
“I can walk.”
“Why bother? Remember, we took vows this morning. It’s my job to keep a smile on your pretty face and your job to do the same for me.” He kissed her brows, the tip of her nose, her small chin, before he focused on the sensitive spot below her ear. When she shivered, he chuckled, “My beautiful bride, my love. Whenever you’re in need of some loving, I say bring it on.”
When he had placed her on the side of the bed she saw the love in his dark blue gaze. She also saw complete and total acceptance. Suddenly overcome with emotion, she didn’t speak… She couldn’t. Her heart was full, brimming with the most incredible love. It was like a dream come true, and she welcomed it with profound gratitude.
It seemed fitting that tonight, their wedding night, she was finally able to accept her personal truth. For the first time in her life she felt truly loved, despite her faults. Darrin was the man she had been waiting all these years for, her heart, her husband…her one true love.
And now that they were finally together that knowledge chased away any lingering fears or doubts. Those fears didn’t belong to her anymore and served no more purpose than snowflakes in sunlight on a warm spring day.
Darrin slowly undressed her and then quickly himself, her heart began to pound. When she saw the awe on his face, she didn’t waste another thought on her imperfections.
“Trenna…” he husked.
Her breath caught in her throat when he knelt on the floor in front of her. She felt no embarrassment when he looked at her, for he gazed at her as if she was a rare, priceless jewel.
His voice was deep, thick with need, when he lifted her left hand to kiss her soft palm and then her wedding ring. “When I put this on your hand I didn’t think you could be more beautiful. I realize now, Mrs. Morgan, that I was wrong. Tonight, you’re even more beautiful, and all mine, Trenna Morgan. Let me…” he kissed the sensitive spot behind her ear, “…make love to you.”
Before Trenna could do more than nod, Darrin rained kisses down her throat. She sighed as he tongued the hollow at the base of her throat. He lingered there, before placing kiss after heated kiss in the valley between her small, plump breasts. She moaned when he peppered the swell of each curve with more kisses.
Dark blue flames of desire lit his eyes as he took a hard, ebony peak into his mouth. He took his time, leisurely tasting her, savoring her as if he were sampling a drop of rich chocolate. By the time Darrin moved to the other breast Trenna felt as if she were on fire from the scorching heat of his hungry mouth. She practically sizzled from the inside out.
Unaware of her soft moans, she clung to him. He felt so good, so right against her. As she inhaled his scent, she fully accepted her love for him. He was strong and capable but also kind and tender. Most important, he was all hers. Suddenly, she wanted to touch him, longed to caress him.
She began by caressing the column of his throat, and then ran her hands over the broad lines of his shoulders and his chest before she moved to stroke his muscular arms.
“Goodness!” she whispered. What was he doing to her? While burning for him, she was eager to give and receive pleasure. As she caressed him she could not help but marvel at his keen response to her touch. Trenna kissed a path down his throat down, tongued his small, rigid nipple as thoroughly as he had laved hers.
His groans of enjoyment were like a full concert to her ears. Her heart swelled with joy. Knowing she was able to pleasure him thrilled her to her very core. In that instant, her past inadequacy no longer mattered. All she could think about was loving him. When Trenna lifted her head, Darrin was breathing hard, uneven.
“Sweetheart,” he husked, “you were not supposed to do that.”
Eyes wide with apprehension, she asked, “No?”
He confessed, “It feels too good. What are you trying to do to me, love? Drive me out of my mind? Or make me completely lose control?”
She laughed in delight. ”Absolutely!” She dipped her head to repeat the action. Darrin moaned, and then lifted her until he could cover her lips with his. This kiss was even deeper than the last, urgent with need. And her response was immediate and spontaneous. She didn’t weigh or analyze her reaction.
Like a dew-kissed rose, blooming in the morning light, Trenna opened herself to him. She matched him kiss for hot, hungry kiss. She needed him now, craved the full force of Darrin’s love. She was breathless by the time he raised his head. Her lips were swollen from his kisses. Darrin cupped Trenna’s breasts.
“Beautiful,” he murmured before he thoroughly laved each nipple in turn. He dropped back on his haunches and kissed his way down her ribcage to her stomach, then licked her belly button.
Gasping she fell back on the bed. Before she could catch her breath, he kissed the soft curls covering her mound. With shivers racing along her nerve endings, she leaned up onto her elbow in order to watch as Darrin placed a trail of damp kisses along the inside of her left thigh.
“No!” she exclaimed. Although shocked at the level of intimacy, Trenna couldn’t stop shaking from the sheer pleasure of his mouth on her skin. And he had accused her of driving him out of his mind. She was the one losing control of her senses.
“No?” He paused, and looked up, into her eyes. “You want me to stop?” He didn’t wait for a verbal response, instead, he licked the length of her right thigh.
Gasping from the pleasure, she covered mound. Darrin lingered on the tiny mole at the top of her thigh. He laved it slowly.
“Darrin…”
”What, my love? Am I hurting you? Or just making you uncomfortable?”
Unable to swallow a soft moan, she managed to get out, “You know you aren’t hur…”
“I love you and you love me, but do you trust me?” When she quickly nodded, he said in a husky whisper, “Then, let me love you.”
Trenna was shaking with desire when she removed her hand. Darrin’s large fingers, tenderly parted her damp folds, and slowly caressing her. He didn’t stop until Trenna was dewy and soft. She called out when he dipped his head and leisurely tasted her. This time, he was the one who moaned, as if he were savoring a drop of chocolate. Trenna was sizzling hot, as flames of desire surged throughout her entire system. Overcome by the intensity of the pleasure, she screamed his name as she climaxed. When she came back to herself, she realized they were in the center of the king-size bed. The top sheet, blanket and comforter had been shoved to the foot of the bed. Darrin was wearing a huge grin.
“Don’t gloat. It’s unbecoming,” she teased, as she smoothed her hands over his hair-roughed chest. “Besides, it’s my turn.”
Quirking a dark brow, he drawled, “Should I ask what you plan to do, Mrs. Morgan?”
“Well, Mr. Morgan, I plan to make love to you until you holler for mercy.”
Darrin said one word—“Hurry”—then leaned back against the pillows with his hands laced behind his head.
Trenna’s heart was full of love as she digested the knowledge that she had his heart. She was so giddy with the excitement of having full access to his beautiful, muscular body that her mind raced from all the possibilities.
She caressed Darrin as boldly as he had done to her earlier. Like him, she didn’t rush, taking her time as she made her way down his chest, first caressing, and then licking her way down to his flat stomach. He bolstered her confidence when he husked her name.
She loved the texture of his skin. He was deliciously toned and muscular, yet smooth in some places and hair-roughed in others. “Goodness! You’re so…” she hesitated.
“Needy? Hard?”
She laughed. There was no doubting the strength of his desire for her. It was there in the smoldering, heat of his gaze. But most important to her, she knew this was more than desire and pent-up longing. Despite his own needs, he had waited for her. This realization proved beyond all doubt that he genuinely loved her and assured her he would always put her first. She was deeply touched.
“Trenna…” he husked out when she touched him. He was rock-hard, his skin both hot and soft, like velvet over hard steel. He took her hands and showed her how to stroke along his entire length from thick root to the broad tip. She was thrilled by his deep guttural groans of pleasure. She was just getting into it when he caught her hands and held them still.
She frowned. “But I want to please you like…”
“Like what, baby? What I did to you?”
At her nod Darrin’s dark eyes heated. “I’d like that, but another time. I need to be inside of you. Okay?”
“Yes.” She’d barely got the word out when he swung his legs over the side of the bed. “Where are you going?”
“Condoms.” He reached for his duffle bag.
“Don’t.” Her gaze locked with his when she said, “We don’t need them.” He hesitated, but before he could speak she rushed ahead to say, “I don’t want to wait. I love you and want your babies.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m ready. How about you?” She didn’t realize she was holding her breath until she saw his grin. She gasped for air. There was a rush of relief and happiness the instant he crossed over to her and gave her a hard, hungry kiss. Stroking his back, his shoulders, his chest, she hugged him close.
She asked in a nervous whisper, “You don’t mind…not waiting?”
He chuckled, moving against her. “I’m more than ready to do my part.”
She giggled until his mouth settled over hers. His kisses were hot and urgent, brimming with need. She opened her mouth for him, deepening the kiss, and opened her body, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. There was no hesitation on her part as Trenna welcomed Darrin.
“Sweet,” he said close to her ear as his stroking fingers found she was wet, ready for him. He took care to keep most of his weight off her, by resting on his forearms. He caressed her, using his hair-roughed chest to tease her soft breasts, and then he licked each taut peak in turn. While she moaned her pleasure, he rubbed the hard crown of his sex against her mound.
She shivered, enjoying the feel of him along her entire length.
“Love me...” she urged.
“My sweet Trenna … My love,” he groaned as she instinctively tightened around him. With a deep, throaty growl, he surged forward, slowly filling her emptiness.
“Ooh! Darrin,” she gasped.
Finally, they were one. She pressed her lips against his as they connected on every level. Goodness… It felt right, better than she remembered. And this time there was no pain as she eagerly accepted his entire hard length. She welcomed him into both her body and her heart. There was no holding back or any doubts. There was only deep hunger, burgeoning need…and so much love.
She felt his desire for her. It was raw, in the most basic form. Yet, Trenna was unafraid because of the love they shared. All her adult life she had hoped for, even dreamed about, such intimacy. What they shared surpassed even her wildest dreams. Her senses soared as she felt the strength and power of their connection…their commitment. Without even realizing it, that love had become as essential to her well-being as any of her major organs. She needed this...needed him. Knowing he was hers alone was exhilarating.
Her breathing quickened and her heart pounded with excitement when he dropped his head and took a hard peak deep into his mouth to suckle while he thrust into her. She cried out as the pleasure spiraled. He didn’t stop there. Darrin cupped Trenna's hips, silently urging her to open even more for him. And she did. She couldn’t hold anything back from him. She gave him her all and was richly rewarded by his deep groans. She clung to him, even managed to keep up with his relentless pace. He was moving hard and fast.
When he thrust even deeper, he stroked her ultra-sensitive knob. She trembled uncontrollably as he repeated the move, but he didn’t slow, didn’t stop. He increased his pace until she was quivering all over like a willow in a windstorm.
She nearly asked him to stop but soon realized that was the last thing she wanted. It was incredible. No, he was incredible, and she told him so. Then she gasped, “Darrin. Yes. Oh, yes!” She tongued then sucked his earlobe.
He shuddered. “Love me,” he chanted.
“Yes.” He was hers and she was his. They were bombarded with the most intense sensations. Her entire body tingled. She was achingly close…on the edge but couldn’t seem to get there on her own. He quickened his pace, giving her the hard, firm strokes she craved.
“Don’t stop!”
He didn’t stop, but reached between them to caress her taut, ultra-sensitive, button of nerve-endings. Trenna screamed his name as she climaxed and Darrin issued a hoarse shout. They convulsed in the same instant, soaring as if they were hurled through time and space. Together they experienced the ultimate pinnacle, just as they intended to go on throughout their lives… Partners and lovers... Sharing everything. Lost in a mind-numbing daze the pleasure seemed to go on and on. Gradually their heart rates slowed and their bodies cooled.
Darrin was the first to speak. “You okay, love?” He rolled onto his side, bringing Trenna against him.