Death is Forever
as her hand returned to his hard, aching flesh. “Yes, like that. Just…like…that.”
In an agony of pleasure, he pressed rhythmically against her hand, once, twice, three times before he managed to bring himself under control again.
“There’s another way to tease each other,” he said finally, his voice low and almost rough. “A way we’ll both enjoy.” He saw her expression and smiled. “I said tease, not ease. I won’t take you, honey. You’ll have to give yourself to me every inch of the way. Do you believe me?”
When she nodded, he lifted her and settled her astride his hips. Her breath broke as she felt him lying between her legs, pressing against her without entering her, sending streamers of sensation coursing through her with each small movement of their bodies. When he rocked her hips gently, sliding her over his hard flesh, a low ripple of sound came from her lips. He rocked her again and fought not to lose control.
He released her hips but the rocking didn’t stop, for she couldn’t stop, her breathing rapid and broken, her body shaking, urgent, driven.
“Cole,” she whispered, reaching for him, trying to complete the union she’d never expected to want, much less need , until she was wild with it. “Help me!”
His hand moved, covering hers, guiding her. “Like this,” he said, pulling her mouth down to his. “Like this.”
Their mouths and bodies joined at the same time. A low sound of pleasure came from Erin as she settled over him, feeling him fill her slowly, never taking before she could give, until finally she could get no closer and he could get no deeper. She tried to speak, to tell Cole how incredible the sensation was, but when she lifted her mouth from his, the motion tightened her around him even more.
Words burned into silence as she moved again, deliberately measuring herself and him at the same time, pleasuring both of them, feeling the world slide away with each motion, each breath, until Cole made an anguished sound and went rigid beneath her. She felt the intimate pulses of his release deep inside her and shivered in return, balanced on the brink of something elemental, unknowable.
Then his hand moved, searching through her sensual heat, finding the focus of her need. He stroked the satin nub, caressing her until her eyes went wide with surprise. Intense pleasure burst through her, drawing a ripple of sounds from her lips as her body convulsed delicately around him. He drank the sounds with a kiss and held her until they could both breathe evenly again.
And even then he held her, for he had tasted the salt of tears as well as passion on her lips.
“Honey?” Cole asked, kissing Erin with a gentleness that was at odds with his harsh voice. “Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head.
“You’re crying.”
“Am I?” Her hand moved to her cheek. She took a shivering breath. “I am.” With a sigh she smoothed her cheek against his chest before burying her face against his neck. “I’m happy, Cole. I never expected to be. Not this way. I never expected to fall in love after Hans. Then I met you.”
Cole’s hand hesitated as it stroked down the elegant line of her spine. “Don’t mistake what we have as lovers for love. You can get hurt that way. I don’t want to hurt you, Erin.”
For an instant her eyes closed. She hadn’t expected Cole to return her love, but she’d hoped.
“I believe you,” she said, letting out a long, shaking breath. “Unfortunately, I’m not a halfway kind of person. But don’t worry. I’m not expecting any deathless promises from you. That doesn’t mean I won’t try to trip you and beat you to the floor from time to time.”
He laughed in surprise and brushed a kiss over her hair. “I’ll look forward to it.”
Erin touched his hot skin with the tip of her tongue, tasting him almost secretly. Then she gave a long, shuddering sigh and relaxed against him. With her next breath she was asleep.
The trust in the utter relaxation of her body sank into Cole, sliding past defenses he didn’t even know he had, shaking him as deeply as passion had. For a long time he lay quietly, smoothing his hand over Erin’s hair and back, thinking of the past and the unknown future.
But most of all he thought about how he would keep Erin alive when ConMin got serious about canceling her ticket to ride on the diamond tiger.
20
Amsterdam
Hugo van Luik sat in the half-light of his study, holding the phone in one hand and
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