Ride The Wind (Vincente 3) (28 page)

"What do you mean?"

Slowly he drew her resisting body closer to
him, keeping his grip on her arms light. "Your
dance stirred my blood, Saber. As long as I live I'll never forget how you looked tonight, my little
seductress." He held her away from him. "You
do understand what is going to happen between
us tonight?"

She felt his warm maleness surround her. She
knew only that he would bring her pleasure beyond anything she could imagine. "Rachel told
me that there would be some pain, but it would
not last long."

He closed his eyes, pulling her against him,
dazzled by the soft scent of her. "I will be as gentle as I can with you, Saber."

His grip tightened about her waist, and he
lifted her off her feet, bracing her body against
his. "I have dreamed of this moment a hundred
times, but I never thought I would have the right
to take you with my body."

Saber couldn't believe this wonderful man
was her husband. She had been having her own
dreams about him, and she ached for him to
make her his. She could feel the swell of him
against her, and she moved her hips to get
closer.

"No, don't do that." He took a deep breath,
trying to steady the urge to satisfy the desire that
burned in his loins.

She laid her head against the dark mat of
hair on his chest. "You will have to show me
what to do."

He placed his hands on both sides of her face
and raised it to him, staring into her wide, blue
eyes. He dipped his head and touched his lips to
her cheek, tasting the saltiness of her tears. Was
she crying because he was her husband and not
Matthew? It didn't matter; she belonged to him,
and he knew just how to make her want him
but winning her heart would be another matter.

He lifted her in his arms and touched his lips
to hers ever so gently, while all the love he felt
for her spilled from his heart. Couldn't she feel
the heat of that love?

He laid her on the bed and unbuckled his belt,
sliding out of his trousers. Saber tried to breathe
as she looked at his muscled body, but something had cut off her breath.

He was magnificent!

Her gaze dropped to his erection, and her eyes
widened with fear. Surely he was too big for her!

Reese came down beside her, pulling her
gown upward until he lifted it over her head and
dropped it to the floor. In the soft moonlight he
feasted on her beauty - a beauty that no man but
him had ever beheld.

Her breasts were high and firm, her waist
tiny her hips were rounded and her stomach
flat, her legs long and shapely. He ran his hand
across her shoulder, feeling the satiny skin beneath his fingers. "You are beautiful, Saber."

Her eyes sparkled with pleasure. "You are glorious," she said, touching the muscle that bulged
at his forearm.

He laughed softly. "I don't think a woman has
ever said that to me before." He knew the moment the words had left his mouth that he'd
made a mistake. He saw her brow furrow, and
she pulled away from him.

"Saber, forgive me. I spoke before I thought."
He touched her lips and allowed his finger to
trail down her throat. "I have to accustom myself to a woman's softer ways."

There was a pout on her lips. "I don't want to
be reminded of the other women you have
known."

His hand moved to the curve of her breasts.
"As far as I'm concerned, there has never been
anyone except you. The others were nothing."

"You might as well know this about me,
Reese: I will never live with a man who wants
other women. To me that would be dishonorable, and I could never have a husband without
honor."

He paused, studying the soft mound that
begged to be touched. "Is that the way you think
of me?"

"No. I just think we should say these things
here and now. You don't want me to dance for
other men. I don't want you to-"

He closed her mouth with his finger. "When a
man has a river, why would he desire a puddle?"

She wasn't sure, but she thought he might
have just given her a compliment. It was hard to
think, because his finger was tracing a line
around her nipple, and an impatient cry escaped
her lips. Every move he made tantalized her.
Gently rolling the nipple between his thumb and
forefinger, he enticed her until heat rushed
through her.

But that was only the beginning of the pleasure.

When he dipped his head to take the rosy tip
into his mouth, she ran her fingers through his
hair, dragging air into her lungs.

His tongue swirled around her nipple; then he
gave the same attention to the other one. Saber
couldn't keep her body still. She threw back her
head and moaned.

Reese moved to her lips and smothered a cry
with his mouth. The kiss was drugging, and she
felt like screaming when he pulled her naked
body against his, absorbing the shocks that went
through her.

He had never been so excited with a woman
before. Beneath Saber's innocence a fire was
smoldering, and he was the one who would
bring it to full flame!

Reese's eyes glittered silver, and Saber caught a
glimpse of an expression she had seen before;
she didn't know how to interpret it. It was fierce
and gentle at the same time, yet somehow primitive. What was he thinking? she wondered.

But he didn't give her time to think about it.
Her body quivered wherever he touched, and he
touched her everywhere, his hands trailing sensuously across her breasts and over her stomach. He then moved downward, slowly parting
her legs, kissing her all the while.

Saber wanted him to say he loved her; in fact,
she was sure that when he was making love to her, he would finally tell her how he felt about
her.

At last he broke off the kiss and raised his
head, asking in a husky voice, "Are you sure I'm
not frightening you?"

Saber licked her lips, wanting more from him
than he'd given her up to now. "How could I fear
the man who has stood between me and harm
so many times?" She touched his cheek and tenderly smiled. "No, I don't fear you."

He touched his lips to each eyelid and slid
down to her mouth, all the while spreading her
legs apart.

He could feel the tenseness in her and wanted
to put her mind at ease. "What will happen between us has been going on since the beginning
of time, Saber." He gently touched his mouth to
hers and groaned when she pressed more tightly
against him. He covered a gasp as his hand
touched her intimately and slowly slid into her
female core. "No, don't stiffen, sweetheart. Just
let yourself feel."

She suddenly tried to move upward to escape
the intrusion into her body.

"Easy. Try not to move," he murmured in her
ear. "Let me lead you to a world of touching and
feeling."

All she could do was nod, but she was still stiff, so he caressed the inside of her, feeling her begin
to move restlessly.

She arched her hips, trying to get closer to the
hands that were now giving her pleasure. She
groaned, she whispered his name, and then her
arms stole around his shoulders. Now she trembled with joy; her body felt more alive than it
ever had. She waited for each new touch, each
new sensation that went throbbing through her.
Through the open window the faint sound of
music drifted into the room, but she heard only
the murmuring of her name on his lips.

Reese was on the verge of losing control completely. The sensuous manipulation of his finger
plunging into her was driving her crazy and stirring his own need to the breaking point. His
tightly muscled body pressed her into the mattress, and she gasped at the wonderful feel of
him.

His eyes closed for a moment as desire went
through him like the lash of a whip. She was
ready for him now, so he nudged her legs farther
apart and slid his erection into her.

Saber gasped and tried to arch upward again,
but he stilled her with his hand. "No, sweetheart,
don't do that. It will only hurt you if you take too
much of me at once."

"I want ...I feel..."

He breathed against her lips, and they quiv ered. "I know what you want. Just trust me, Saber."

Her hands laced in his midnight hair when his
lips touched hers. As he deepened the kiss, he
inched into her slowly. He was trembling from
the effort it took to gentle his movement, feeling
as if he'd explode at any time-throbbing hardness slid into hot velvet, melding, joining, becoming as one.

Saber still felt him holding back, and she
wanted more. There had been no pain, as he had
warned. She slid her hands to his waist and
raised her hips upward, taking more of him into
her.

Again he stilled her. "Don't do that, sweetheart. Don't tempt me too far, or I might hurt
you."

"I don't understand," she said, moving her
head back and forth feverishly.

"Sweetheart," he said between kissing her
throat and then her breasts. "I'm large, and you
are small. I have to be careful."

Pleasure rippled through her as he eased forward just enough to make her feel as if her insides were being filled by him. She let out her
breath in a sigh as he paused at the wall of her
virginity. With a quick jab he broke through, and
she stiffened.

"No, Reese!" she cried. "You are too big."

His mouth cut off her protest, and he moved
gently back and forth. "I will go no farther," he
promised, gritting his teeth to keep from filling
her completely. He tasted the saltiness of her
tears and felt a stinging in his own eyes.

"Let this be the first and the last time I hurt
you." And then he proceeded to take her mind
off the pain by bringing her pleasure beyond her
wildest dreams. His mouth was on her breasts,
sucking and stimulating. His hands fit under her
thighs, lifting her for his forward thrusts. Then
he parted her lips and slid his tongue between
hers, and she could taste the brandy in his
mouth.

Suddenly her hips moved in time with his,
causing warmth and pleasure to spread through
her whole being. She twisted her head, reared
her body, and shook with tremors as something
magical happened to her.

A low groan issued from his lips, and his body
found pleasure beyond any he'd ever felt. He had
craved her for so long, and now she was his in
every sense of the word. He surged into her,
emptying his seed. He had never felt this way
before, and he was sure it was because he loved
her.

Her arms slid around his back, and she kissed
his cheek and then his lips. Reese was amazed when he felt himself responding again so soon,
and he grew hard.

He wanted her anew.

He would never have enough of her. Now he
had stood at the gates of Eden and been allowed
to enter.

Her hand trailed down his back, and she was
lost in the wonder of what had just happened
between them. "I didn't know it would be like
this."

He swallowed deeply and eased most of his
weight onto his elbows, then kissed her tenderly.
"Are you all right?" he asked in concern.

She touched her lips to his rough cheek, loving the feel of him still inside her. "Yes, I am
more than all right. It was just so..." She
searched for the word. "Beautiful."

"Yes," he said softly against her ear. `Beautiful."

Her fingers trailed up to the back of his neck,
and she nipped at his lips with her teeth.

Reese's eyes widened. She was being playful,
and he was beginning to be fiercely aroused
again. It was too soon he didn't want to hurt
her. His arms went around her, and he held her
tightly, wishing he'd never have to let her go.

"I want it to always be like tonight, Reese."

He threw back his head and laughed. "I have
many more things to show you that will be even better, my little bride. We have just begun."

She gazed into his silver eyes and was touched
by their warmth. "When will you show me?"

"You little wildcat." He laughed, rolling her
over until she was on top of him. "I just introduced you to the pleasures of the flesh, and you
want more." Warmth and happiness filled him.
He had always thought that married women
looked upon going to bed with their husbands
as their duty. But not Saber. She had given herself to him without holding back, and she had
met his lovemaking with a passion to match his
own.

"It's the hot Spanish blood in me. You can't
say I didn't warn you about that side of me."

Reese had never thought of himself as having
any weaknesses, but Saber had become his
weakness. He would do anything for a smile
from those lips. He had wanted to be inside her
every time he looked at her. Now he was buried
in her sweetness, and he never wanted to withdraw. But he did. He was afraid he would hurt
her if he took her again so soon.

She stretched her silken body alongside his
and nestled her head on his shoulder, her fingers
running through the hair on his chest. She was
entirely comfortable with the fact that they were
both naked. He liked that about her.