The Last Virgin

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He stilled. She tiptoed. The full length of her body hugged his. Her breath whispered across his lips, then her mouth brushed his. He stood motionless, tormented.

She made a soft, sighing sound, and touched her tongue to his lower lip. With a moan, he swept his arms around her. In a single motion he claimed her mouth, his tongue meeting no resistance in mating with hers. He drank deeply of her sweetness, somehow feeling redeemed by the power of her kiss.

He closed his eyes, desire ripping through him as she moved against him. He skimmed his hands up her arms, over her shoulders, then down her back. She threaded her fingers through his hair as he reached low to cup her bottom. She moaned softly into his mouth. He lifted her, kneading her firm buttocks and pressing her into his hardness.

She drew back, her eyes dilated, her face flushed, and her lips round and tempting. Slowly, she pulled on the tie of her robe until it loosened, then fluttered to the floor. Arching her back, she parted her robe. “Touch me.”

Noah’s gaze riveted to her bare breasts. She was more beautiful than he’d imagined. The creamy white of her skin accented her ruddy nipples. He ached to touch her, to draw her into his mouth and taste her.

His chest heaved. Closing his eyes, he set her on her feet. “Sabrina, if I do, I won’t be able to stop.”

She cupped his face with her palms. “Maybe I don’t want you to stop. You want me, Noah. I can feel it.”

A raw laugh burst from his throat. “I won’t deny that, but it doesn’t matter.”

“It’s all that matters. I want you, too.”

Her words both provoked and halted him at once. He drew a breath and willed himself to move away from her, but the heat of her body and the promise in her eyes held him.

He shook his head.

Moisture gathered in her eyes. “Please. I’m twenty-five and a virgin. In this day and age that makes me some kind of freak. I promise, no strings. I just need to know what it feels like to truly be a woman.

“It’s time. If not you, then someone else.” Her gaze pinned him. “I’m not sure why, but I want you.”

He tamped down the swell of male pride that rose at her words. His chest tightened. Cliff couldn’t protect her forever. The thought of another man touching her sent a different heat swirling through Noah. The determined jut of her chin confirmed her intent. She’d find someone else.

“I don’t believe in love, Sabrina.”

Her chin came up another notch. “I said no strings. I’m not asking you to love me, just to make love to me.”

She shrugged her robe off her shoulders, letting it slip to the floor. She stood before him, clad only in lacy black panties that offered tantalizing hints of her true femininity. With one slim finger, she drew his face close to hers. “I don’t want to be alone tonight. Do you?”

He inhaled, breathing in her soft floral scent and something more elusive, some essence that was hers alone. It was a potent combination, God help him. “No.”

5

SABRINA SMILED. Relief rolled over her. Her own boldness amazed her, but she’d never yearned for anything more. Noah had instilled a great hunger in her, making her body ache with need. She took him by the hand. “Then come to bed.”

He made no protest as he followed her to her bedroom, stopping her only when they reached the big four-poster. After pulling back the covers, he turned to her, then brought his lips down again on hers. He reclaimed her mouth with the steady thrust of his tongue, kissing her while he lowered her gently to the mattress. His hands kneaded her breasts, rubbing their erect centers until she moaned with pleasure.

She tugged at his shirt, pulling it from his waistband. He broke away to whip the garment over his head. Sighing, she let her gaze drift over his sculpted torso. Her pulse quickened.

His shoes and slacks joined his shirt on the floor, then he stretched out beside her. With one long finger, he traced the curve of her breast. “You take my breath away.”

Blood pounded in her ears. She’d never been alone with a man like this before, but somehow, with Noah she felt safe. Excitement filled her. She trailed her fingers over his hard chest, toying with his male nipple. To her delight, he made a low guttural sound of pleasure.

“Tell me what to do,” she said.

“Let me taste you.” He lowered his head. The pointed tip of his tongue flicked across her nipple.

She nearly came up off the bed. Heat shot through her, settling in the apex of her thighs. He laughed lightly, then drew her into his mouth. He suckled her for what seemed an eternity, moving from one breast to the other.

Delicious sensations shimmered through her. Each pull of his mouth brought a new wave of pleasure. To her shock, her hips undulated in carnal rhythm. Sounds she’d never made before strained from her throat.

He blew on her erect nipple. It glistened with his loving. As his hand slipped low over her belly, her body jerked. He stopped, his palm warm and firm against her skin. “You okay?”

She nodded. She was more than okay. Every cell of her being vibrated with renewed life. “I think it was just a reflex. No one’s ever touched me there.”

His eyes darkened. He spread his fingers wide, covering the scrap of black lace. “I want to touch you everywhere.”

Again, she could only nod.

He stroked her from collar to hip, tracing every curve, until his fingers brushed over her panties. He touched her through the lace, cupping her and pressing his fingertips into the sensitive juncture of her legs. A look of pure pleasure washed over him. “You’re so wet.”

Her cheeks heated. She swallowed. “Yes, I’d say I’m good and ready.” She glanced down at his bulging briefs. She trembled in anticipation. “And you?”

“We shouldn’t rush a good thing.”

“Oh, but I feel so…needy.”

His lips curved into that sexy grin. “Let’s get you out of these and see what we can do about that.” In one motion he slipped her panties from her hips, down her legs, then onto the pile of clothing on the floor.

“Here, is this better?” He sifted his fingers through her thatch of curls to the folds of her femininity. With deft movements, he found that part of her that ached to be touched.

“Ohh…yes.” She clung to him while he worked his magic, circling her pleasure point until she moaned and her hips again moved in erotic cadence.

He kissed her, his mouth trailing over her neck, her collarbone, then again across her breasts. The steady pull of his mouth paired with the pressure of his fingers drove her to the edge. The exquisite tension crescendoed. She dug her fingers into his shoulders and rocked against him. With a startled cry she came, rocketing to the heavens with an intensity that left her gasping for breath.