His palms smoothed over her spine, drifting down to her waist and then cupping her backside. The sensation of his touch made every nerve in her body sing with anticipation until she felt as if the tingling would never stop. Gently, he moved her to the bed, then pulled them both down in a tangle of limbs.
As he kissed her again, he began to strip off his clothes. First his T-shirt, then his belt and jeans. She was so distracted by his single-minded assault on her mouth that when he stretched out on top of her, the touch of his skin against hers was a shock.
Amy held her breath, taking it all in. Was this really happening to her? She tried to keep a clear head, knowing that after it was over, shed want to savor every detail again, but Mal was determined to drive her over the edge with passion.
His lips trailed across her shoulder, then moved lower. She waited for the touch of his tongue on her nipple, but he continued down, halting at the spot between her legs. A moan tore from her throat as his tongue began to tease at her sex.
Amys body tensed and she felt as if she was about to leap out of her own skin. Every flick, every gentle suck, sent wave after wave of delicious sensation coursing through her. She arched against him, unable to ask for more yet needing him to continue.
He knew exactly what he was doing and he showed no uncertainty. Mal wanted her complete surrender and Amy didnt care what it cost. Her fingers slipped through his thick hair and she coaxed him on as he brought her closer to the edge. Her heart slammed in her chest and her body writhed against his mouth. And suddenly, she was there.
The world exploded in a riot of unbearable sensation, shudders of pleasure racking her body. He continued on until she was desperate to stop, the torment too sweet for her to bear. Stop, she whispered.
He slowly brought her body down from the peak, the spasms subsiding until she was left boneless and mindless, a victim of his seduction. Mal pressed his lips to the inside of her thigh and she stared down at him.
That was lovely, he said with a wicked smile.
Amy wasnt sure whether she should laugh or cry. It had been lovely. Better than anything shed ever experienced in her life. And she wanted to do it again. But she couldnt help the doubts creeping into her head. Had she made a mistake? How was she supposed to live the rest of her life knowing that this was what passion was really about?
After it was all over, shed have had her adventure. But then what? Was she meant to go home and forget it had ever happened?
No. If she wanted everything, the perfect experience, then it couldnt end here. She could give him as good as shed got.
Amy pulled him up next to her, stretching out beside him. Smoothing her hands over his belly, she brushed up against his shaft.
Mal smiled, his eyes still glazed with desire. Wrapping her fingers around him, Amy gently stroked. His response was immediate and he growled softly, nuzzling his face into the curve of her neck.
Her touch was soft and gentle. She wanted to tempt him, but not too far, as there was so much more she needed before he finished. Amy felt powerful, in control. Shed heard stories about climbers, men like Mal who flirted with danger and death. They approached sex in the same way, with a powerful passion that couldnt be denied, as if every moment in bed with a woman might be their last.
She wanted to be the woman he remembered when he was sleeping in his tent on some distant mountainside. She wanted him to imagine her there with him as he pleasured himself on lonely nights.
She pressed her lips to the center of his chest, the soft dusting of hair tickling at the tip of her tongue. As hed done to her, she moved lower. And when she closed her mouth over the tip of his shaft, Amy realized he was now at her mercy.
He reacted as any man would. But to Amys surprise, he wasnt a silent participant. He softly urged her on, telling her when it felt good, whispering encouragement. She reveled in the sound of his voice, hearing how she made him feel.
And then suddenly he froze, his body stiffening beneath her touch. Amy knew he was close, fighting back the surge of pleasure that threatened. He held her tight, unwilling to let her continue, and she waited for him to regain control.
When he did, he pulled her up against his body, then reached over to grab a condom from the bedside table. He quickly sheathed himself and drew her on top of him, dragging her legs up on either side of his hips.
Amy shifted above him, the simple movement causing a groan to rumble in his throat. Slowly, he pushed inside her, burying himself deep in her warmth. Closing her eyes, she let the delicious sensation overwhelm her. For a long time, he didnt move. She looked down at him and found her staring at her.
What? she whispered.
Nothing. Im just enjoying paradise for a bit longer.
Paradise. That was exactly what this was. The place where life was perfection. Amy leaned forward and dropped a kiss on his lips, her long hair falling around his face. Maybe I can find a way to extend your stay, she said.
Actually, I was just thinking of ways I could extend your stay, Mal said. Maybe you should get rid of your hotel room and move into the caboose.
Caboose?
Its a little guesthouse out back. We usually rent it to visiting surfers, but its empty now. Its close to the water and its simple, but nice. You dont have to leave right away, do you?