Sea Haven 01 - Water Bound

was still just catching glimpses into her world, into her mind.
    She was fragile and vulnerable in ways others weren’t, yet amazingly courageous and strong. He knew he never wanted to be without her. And he didn’t want to stumble, to upset her without knowing what he was doing.
    “So we can just stay in bed?” Her gaze searched his.
    “That’s right, laskovaya moya , we’ll stay in bed together. Do you mind if I indulge myself?”
    She gave him that adorable little frown of concentration again. “I don’t know what that means.”
    “I want to explore what’s mine. I like touching you.”
    “I didn’t think I’d like it,” she conceded, “but I do.”
    “Do you like touching me?”
    A small little grin teased the corners of her mouth. “I give you a massage almost every night”
    “You’ve touched me everywhere but my cock, Rikki. Are you afraid to touch me there?”
    Her tongue touched her lower lip. “Maybe. A little. I don’t want to hurt you. I could do it wrong, you know.”
    “I’m yours, Rikki. My body is yours. I want to feel you touching me. I want your hands and your mouth on me. You’d be giving me the same pleasure I gave you.”
    She pushed herself up on one elbow, the blanket slipping down over her breast. “You mean if I touch you ...”
    “Or suckle me,” he interrupted.
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    “I can make you feel out of control with pleasure?”
    He nodded solemnly. The idea of her fantasy mouth on him was already making him feel a little out of control and his body was already stirring to life at the thought of it. “How did you not know this?” Her fiancé couldn’t have taken any time with her.
    She shrugged. “I was never interested in sex. I don’t learn about things that don’t matter to me. But I’m interested now.” She turned toward him.
    Lev was still lying on top of the crumpled sheets. The other blankets had long ago fallen to the floor. She let her weighted blanket do the same, kneeling up over him, studying his body. She knew every inch intimately, since she’d given him massages every single night, but she’d never explored his manhood. He was long and heavy and thick, and she had been drawn to the sight of him naked and full many times. He never tried to hide an erection from her, and she’d grown used to the sight of him hard and thick.
    Rikki stroked an experimental caress over the broad, flared head of his cock and Lev’s body jerked. He gasped. She smiled. He tried to lie still for her. Her hands cupped the weight of his balls. She was very gentle, rolling them, getting used to the feel and texture of them. He could barely breathe, waiting for what came next. Rikki was very focused on what she was doing, just as she often was when she was fascinated by something. Lev liked that his body fascinated her.
    At first, she was Rikki, completely enthralled and caught up in her exploration so that, for a time, she was wholly focused on feel and the mechanics of her experimentation. He set his teeth and tried to just let her be in control. She had a natural sensuality that shook him, and when she began using her mouth and tongue, his breath left his body in an explosive rush.
    All of his training didn’t seem to work around her. It didn’t matter that she had no experience; she made up for that in her enjoyment, in the way she savored taste and texture, in the way she lost herself in making him pulse and jerk under her ministrations. He finally gave in with a groan and guided her head with his hands, his eyes wide open, watching her. Without a doubt he found her the sexiest woman he’d ever met. It didn’t take long before he could tell he wasn’t going to last.
    Very gently he stopped her, needing to feel hot silk and tight, scorching heat. “Straddle me,” he ordered.
    Rikki obeyed him, and breathing deep, Lev pushed upward as she came down over the top of him. He felt her sheath unfurl, an exquisite fire surrounding him. He thrust and she shivered, giving him that soft, sexy moan he loved so much. Need . It was alive. Breathing in him, clawing at 206

    him, ripping at his heart and mind. He needed this beautiful, giving woman.
    She was so damned sexy, so giving and generous.
    He lifted his hips even as he reached up and covered her breasts with his hands, claiming her. Claiming her body. Wanting to feel her heart beating into his palm.
    “Ride me, lubov moya ,” he whispered and tugged at her nipples, feeling the answering rush of heat bathing his