A Touch of Heaven (6 page)

Paige had never seen an expression of pure
want directed at her like the one she saw now. She felt truly
beautiful in that moment and raised her other hand, pushing it
under the soft material of his robe.

She ran her hand up his chest and around to
the back of his neck to twirl her fingers in the short hair she
found there. She looked into his eyes, noting the darkening irises
before glancing at his lips. They were full and almost too feminine
for his face. She stared at his lips before she unconsciously
licked her own.

Simon saw the small pink tip of her tongue
dart out to wet her lips before tucking the bottom between her
teeth and almost cried in victory. He wanted nothing more in that
moment than to taste it for himself.

He kept silently repeating
the word "
breath"
to himself as Paige's hand burned a trail across his skin. She
stared up at him and in all the high school fantasies he'd ever had
about her, nothing ever came close to this. The feel of her warm
hands on his flesh sent chills up his spine and he wanted nothing
more than to throw her to the ground and fuck her to within an inch
of her life.

He could feel his erection growing and
willed it away. He watched her, took in the look on her face and
the feel of her hands on him. Her eyes clouded over with lust and
he could tell she wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. He
took it as a signal to do what he had wanted to do since the first
time he ever laid eyes on her.

The hand resting on her chest slid down
slowly over her breast, pausing for only a second to feel the
weight of it. She sighed softly at the action before moving it down
to her waist. He lifted his other arm, wrapping it tightly around
her and looking into her eyes before he lowered his head.

His eyes were torn between the soft pink
expanse of her lips to her large hazel eyes that were clouded with
desire for him. He hesitated for only a second before he kissed
her.

She gasped softly into his mouth before her
eyes fluttered shut, her body slacking against his. He raised a
hand, tangling his fingers in her hair and pulling her tighter to
him. The heat he'd felt on the dance floor returned instantly when
her tongue slid across his bottom lip before darting inside.

He felt her shudder in his arms and he
fought to keep a level head about him. Her moist, warm mouth sucked
him in, devouring him, until nothing else existed but the feel of
her in his arms. Her kisses were soft and seeking and he let her
explore willingly.

She moaned deliciously, her hand still
inside his robe burning his flesh. The sounds she made deep in her
throat, the smell of her perfume and the feel of her hands pulling
at him caused his reserve to crack. He backed her up against the
wall, crushing her body to his and hungrily took everything he ever
wanted. He kissed her like the earth was ending and she was his
only way to survive.

She gasped for air, breaking the contact,
before once again covering his mouth with hers. If possible the
kiss demanded more from him. Her tongue swept through his mouth,
her lips sucking him in and he couldn't get enough of her.

She felt glorious; better than he ever
imagined she would. Her hand ran up and down his back, their
tongues lazily sweeping across the other. He pulled her tighter
against him, her scent and the warmth of her body pulling him into
a place he never thought he'd be.

The years of wanting her, the endless nights
of wondering who she finally allowed into her world came crashing
down around him in that moment. All the memories, the nights of
yearning for her touch and for the chance to show her how they
could be together overwhelmed him. He'd show her he could be a man
she could love.

She'd never forget him after tonight. He'd
make sure of it.

Paige moaned into his mouth, getting swept
away by the feel of him under her hands and the way she seemed to
fit perfectly in his arms. His leg slipped between hers and she
fought the urge to grind herself against him. His kiss was
ravaging, her mind blank to everything but him. Her body screamed
for more and she wasn't sure how much longer she could keep her
wits about her.

She vaguely heard someone clear their throat
before she opened her eyes. Seeing one of the dancers walk down the
hall behind them, she gasped and tried to push Simon away from her.
Her face flamed from being caught and she took large gulps of air
and tried to calm her racing heart.

Simon looked at her startled, turning his
head in the direction she was looking. He smiled when he turned
back to her. "Guess the hall isn't the most appropriate place for
this, now is it?"

Paige looked at him. "No, I guess not," she
said, embarrassed and disappointed they were interrupted.

He stared at her for long minutes before
once again closing the distance between them "So, do you want to
finish this now… or later?" he asked, lowering his head to kiss her
neck.

Paige felt the tingle start low in her
stomach, his voice singing through her body. The heavy breathing
she finally won control over became ragged again when she felt his
tongue slide up her neck.

Did she really want this?

The tingles were once again running laps up
and down her spine when his lips ran circles over the tender flesh
just below her ear. Simon pressed himself against her, his tongue
tracing the shell of her ear. Lowering his hand, he ran it over her
thigh before brining it up her leg and under the hem of her
dress.

"So, what's it going to be beautiful… now or
later?"

Paige's eyes closed and the sound of his
voice in her ear, along with the feel of his hand inching its way
up over her bare hip, had her ready to throw him to the floor right
there. He tugged on the side of her panties, the material slipping
down her hip and the answer was obvious.

Opening her mouth, she was surprised to find
her voice suddenly gone. Her words came out in a puff of air rather
than an audible sound.

She felt Simon smile against her neck when
she finally got the word, "now," out before he lifted his head to
look at her. Neither one said a word when he backed up and grabbed
her hand.

"Follow me."

* * * *

Chapter 6

Simon walked her down the hall a short
distance in silence before he stopped at the last door. Paige's
heart raced when he opened it and led her through the doorway.

She knew this was it. The moment she had
wanted since first laying eyes on him yet now, that the moment was
here, she felt terrified.

She took a deep breath when he let go of her
hand. She heard the locks on the door click into place behind her
and asked herself what she was doing.

She'd never had casual sex with anyone. Not
once. Yet this man, this total stranger, had her ready to jump him
at a moment's notice. It brought back Kim's words that every woman
had an "inner slut" just begging to come out and play.

Paige admitted to herself
that her eccentric friend might have been right. She felt the old
reserved Paige slip away and the new
take
me now
Paige step up in her
place.

She felt his arms slide around her waist and
her eyes closed when his lips once again found her neck. She could
feel his growing erection pressing against her backside and she
unconsciously arched her back, pressing herself against him.

Her eyes opened slightly when she heard him
whisper, "you are so beautiful," against her skin. She saw her
reflection staring back at her in the mirror that ran along the
wall in front of her.

She watched his hand once again travel to
her thigh before running up the length of it and disappearing under
the blue fabric of her dress. Her lips parted and she fought to
keep her eyes open. His hand slid around her body and ran up her
inner thigh before his fingers grazed the silk of her panties.

That one small touch caused her breath to
catch in her throat.

She shifted her hips, seeking out his touch
and heard him chuckle softly under his breath.

* * *

This wasn't exactly how Simon pictured this
little fantasy playing out. Never in his wildest dreams did he
think she would be here, in his arms, willingly.

But she was. She wanted him and... he wasn't
a fool. He'd take every crumb she offered him and beg for the
next.

She'd yet to say a word or look at him, for
that matter, but he didn't think much of it. He could still see the
hint of fear in her eyes. The same his held if she looked hard
enough.

His fingers danced over her silky smooth
thigh, climbing higher to linger over her panties. Her hips shifted
at the move and he smiled against her skin.

He ran his other hand up her waist to her
breast, cupping her through the fabric of her dress before sliding
it across her chest and darting inside the cloth that covered her.
She gasped when he made contact with her bare skin.

He felt her nipple harden under his palm and
twisted his fingers around the puckered bud, rolling it between his
thumb and middle finger. Her gasps turned to moans, her head
falling back to his shoulder.

The fingers of his other hand still played
with the edge of her panties. His hand darting inside the fabric to
tease the soft skin he found there. Her breathing increased, her
body trembling beneath his hands.

Paige brought both of her hands back,
resting them on his legs. She watched them in the mirror
mesmerized. His hands were everywhere and she felt light headed.
Her body felt like a live wire.

Her eyes slid shut, the sensations running
through her body causing her knees to go weak, and he was barely
even touching her. Her mouth open slightly and as he kissed his way
up her neck, she turned her head to look over her shoulder at
him.

He kissed her then and it was most definitely
the kind of kiss she had always dreamed of. It demanded and forced
her to his will, fire and passion unlike anything she'd ever
felt.

His tongue pushed past her lips and her moan
of pleasure broke through the silence of the room. Her arm rose
from his side, wrapping around the back of his head and she fought
against the onslaught of emotions tumbling out of control.

The smallest of touches, the soft sweep of
his fingers against her skin, the taste of him—Paige felt lost in
the sensations. No one had ever made her feel so wanted, so desired
before. The fact this man did nearly blew her mind.

She broke the kiss with the need to breathe
and her eyes fluttered open in time to see Simon step around her.
She looked up into his face and before she could even catch her
breath, he was kissing her again.

She moaned into his mouth when he forced his
tongue past her lips and her arms wound themselves around his neck,
pulling him closer to her. Her mind went blank, nothing registering
except this man, the way he felt pressed against her and the way
her body tingled at the feel of his hands roaming over her
skin.

Simon wrapped one arm around her waist,
pulling her tightly against him while the other tangled in her
hair. He held her to him, taking a step forward and forcing her
back against the door.

In one quick motion, he unfastened the clasp
holding the top of her dress together. The fabric slipped from her
neck, sliding along her skin to rest at her waist and exposing her
to him.

Paige's head fell back against the door when
Simon broke the kiss. She watched him take in the sight of her
naked breasts. His eyes growing hungry before he leaned his head
down to her neck.

Her eyes closed and she leaned her head to
the side. His lips left feather soft kisses on her skin. His hands
traveled up her sides, skimming lightly over her flesh before
coming to rest on both of her now exposed breasts.

His lips and hands explored
her, the velvet warm kisses floating over her collarbone and she
forced her eyes open. She watched him in the mirror, his mouth
covering the waiting breast in his hand. Her eyes fluttered when
his tongue swept across her nipple and a wave of pleasure trickled
from the spot his mouth now lavished straight to her
core
.

Simon's other hand lightly pinched the
nipple of her other breast and the soft moans coming from Paige
encouraged him. She arched her back and he doubled his efforts, his
hands and mouth worshiping her flesh. Her muscles clenched and her
hand rested on the back of his head, holding him to her.

She gasped softly when his teeth scraped
across her hardened nipple before his tongue flicked across the
small bud and sent jolts of pleasure throughout her entire
body.

Simon pulled his mouth away from her,
kissing across her chest while pushing the material of her dress
down her legs and latching onto her other breast.

She watched him suck at her until he looked
up at her. She could feel her pulse quicken when his tongue ran
slow circles around her nipple before he sucked it back into his
mouth. His gaze was holding hers and she panted out shallow gasps
of air. Her eyes widened when he reached between her thighs,
palming her through the silk of her thong.

The already throbbing sensations coursing
through her intensified when Simon reached up and grabbed the side
of her panties and pushed them down her legs.

His hand once again came to rest between her
legs. One long finger lightly traced her skin before he slid it
between her folds. All coherent thought left her. He lightly
pinched her clit and she held her breath as she bit her lip.

Simon raised his head, watching her face as
he continued to manipulate her with his fingers. Her lip was tucked
between her teeth and he licked his own lips when she opened her
eyes and looked up at him.