a power she hadn’t exercised in just over two years. It was a heady sensation and one she wanted to relive.
Feeling his warm, shallow breath at the corner of her mouth, she turned her head slightly. Their breaths mingled. Sensual heat radiated between them obliterating the chill of the sea breeze. Their intimate proximity was irresistible, even in such an unlikely location.
Anticipation ate into her fraught nerves. His lips hovered over hers, and her breath caught in her throat. The tip of her tongue flicked over her trembling bottom lip in silent invitation and as she tasted the salt in the air, she watched his pupils dilate. She closed her eyes willing him to bridge the distance.
Now, please. Kiss me now, Jake.
‘Yes,’ he told her.
Had she spoken the words aloud?
Her body ached for him. Her breasts swelled and her nipples budded into tight peaks. All traces of sanity evaporated as she waited for his kiss. A kiss that had haunted her dreams for what seemed like eternity. The little voice niggled at her again, urging her to pull away from him, but she ignored it. Her need consumed her.
Let me lose myself in your kiss, just for this moment.
Take me to heaven one last time.
Pure joy burst from her heart at the contact of his lips against hers. His mouth claimed hers in a kiss filled with searing, electrifying hunger—a kiss that made a blazing statement of his possession.
He ravished her with his lips, his tongue and his hands. Her defences were annihilated by the white-hot need that fused them together, and she responded in turn. Lanced by a jolt of sharp sexual excitement, her stomach scrunched tight while she matched each of his kisses with devastating urgency and her mouth demanded more.
Oh, how she wanted him. How she yearned to erase the years of her marriage to Lloyd.
With each movement of Jake’s mouth against hers, all the beautiful memories of the lovemaking they’d shared years before spilled out of her mind in a raging torrent. Memories drowned her awareness of the present. She was besieged by an imperative hunger for greater intimacy with him and the physical fulfilment she knew he could deliver.
Time and time again during their lovemaking he’d taken her to paradise, riding on the back of shooting stars. He’d shown her the immeasurable pleasures her body could experience and taught her how to use her body to bring him the same satisfaction. He’d kissed her with a soul-searing passion—just as he was doing now.
An eager pupil, she’d derived incredible satisfaction from loving him. It was true she was thrilled to experience her own feminine power over him, but the greatest happiness had been gained from their mutual ecstasy and contentment. It had been about giving as well as receiving.
That gorgeous summer afternoon Jake entered her life and there seemed to be an instant connection between them. One glance and her skin had tingled, making her feel more alive, more aware than she’d ever been. He’d made a beeline for her, and when he stood at her table in the café and asked if he could join her, she’d known an overwhelming urge to be with him. To know him. Her eyes had strayed to his lips, and she’d blushed at the direction of her thoughts—wild kisses and dishevelled hair, his lips taking hers in a desperate kiss. She’d wanted to wrap herself in him and feel the strength his arms promised.
When her fantasy became a reality, it was the most mind-blowing experience of her life. Their initial lovemaking was a potent mixture of urgent passion, generous sensuality, and patient tenderness.
Knowing he was her first lover, he’d eased into her with exquisite gentleness as her body stretched to accommodate his. Her sense of completeness was unsurpassed when his flesh became one with hers. She was spellbound when he catapulted her over the edge of the universe as she knew it, and into a galaxy of pleasure she’d never dreamed existed. It had been so special to her.
Now, Jake