Only 03 - Only You

that came from Eve when he lifted his weight from her hips.
    “It’s all right, gata, ” Reno said thickly as he eased himself from the confinement of cloth. “I’m not going anywhere.”
    Eve barely heard the words. She knew only that Reno’s weight was settling back on her, but just missing the part of her that ached for the pressure of his body. She twisted against him, wanting more than he was giving her. No matter how she moved, he managed to evade her.
    “Reno,” she said raggedly.
    “What?” he asked when she said no more.
    As he spoke, he raked his teeth lightly over her neck.
    Eve had no words to answer him, for she had never felt as she did now, wild for something she couldn’t name.
    Reno smiled darkly, for he knew just what she was missing.
    “What is it?” he asked again.
    Then he listened to the splintering of Eve’s voice as his teeth closed with more force on her smooth skin.
    “I can’t…I don’t…” she gasped.
    He caught her nipples in his fingers once more and tugged. Her breath came out in a hoarse soundas she arched like a bow. The motion made him settle more deeply onto her legs, yet still not where she wanted him. Her hands clenched in unbearable frustration. She twisted up against him in unknowing demand.
    “Open your legs,” he whispered.
    As Reno spoke, he moved his hips just enough to brush against Eve’s fire. The caress drew a ragged cry and a rush of heat from her. She shifted, wanting more of the sweet violence he had teased from her.
    “More,” he said thickly. “Let me see that you want me.”
    Eve shifted again.
    “More, gata . You know you’ll like it. Draw your knees up on either side of me.”
    She did as Reno asked, opening her legs until he lay easily between her thighs. Slowly he began teasing her nipples, watching her as he plucked the sensitive, rosy peaks.
    “Yes,” Reno said when Eve lifted her hips blindly toward him. “Like that. Tell me you want me.”
    The sensual torment of his hands on her breasts was no longer enough. Eve’s head moved as restlessly as her hips, seeking release from the vise of need that was closing around her.
    “Reno, I…” Eve bit her lip and shivered.
    “I know. I can see it.”
    The pantalets had no center seam, allowing Reno’s fingertips to flick over her unprotected secrets, touching all but one.
    “And I can feel it,” he said in a low voice.
    Eve gasped in a combination of fear and passion as she realized that she lay undefended before Reno.
    Deliberately he plucked the tender bud that hadswelled with desire. The rush of pleasure Eve felt was so intense she cried out sharply and melted over him.
    “Again,” Reno said, rubbing his thumb all around her, teasing her with what he was once again withholding.
    She made a broken sound.
    “Let me feel your pleasure,” he whispered. “Now.”
    Then he touched her and she gave him what he had demanded. The hoarse sound of his satisfaction was another light caress, another delicate flick of passion’s whip across her intensely sensitive flesh.
    “You’re like a spring welling up at my touch,” Reno said in a low voice.
    His fingertip caressed again, drawing forth another rush of pleasure.
    “I like that, gata . I like it the way I like to breathe.”
    His fingers moved, barely brushing her slick, hot flesh.
    Eve wept and writhed with the honeyed teasing that sent savage streamers of fire through her. She didn’t know when Reno’s fingertips were replaced by blunt, satin flesh. She knew only that he wasn’t touching her the one place she must be touched. Her nails raked down his back in a demand she couldn’t help making.
    Reno regretted that his shirt kept him from feeling the sharp edges of his cat’s passionate claws. He smiled and teased Eve some more, circling the tender nub without quite touching it. Her hands raked again, and he laughed deep in his throat despite his own unanswered need.
    The twisting motion of Eve’s hips beneath Reno made a fine sweat break all over his body. He hadnever had a woman want him so completely, her whole body crying her need. The slightest brush of his fingers sent her response spilling over again. He enjoyed it with savage intensity, bathing himself in her passionate heat, wanting to take her so much that his body shook with his need.
    Yet no matter how hard she twisted and fought to make him touch the hungry bud he had drawn from her softness, he eluded her.
    “Why?” Eve asked finally.
    “I want to hear