He knew it and so did she.
Katie could feel her heart thundering against her breast. His lips were just centimetres from hers, and she wanted him to kiss her. Wanted it so much that her whole body ached.
Desperately she tried to counteract the feelings. ‘If you must know, I haven’t looked at you with anything but distrust since I walked back into your office.’ She forced herself to say the words; she couldn’t allow him to think for one moment that her heart was his. She had to keep strong; she had to remember that he had allowed her to walk away from him, that he hadn’t wanted a real relationship with her until the baby.
He laughed at that. ‘So that morning at my apartment was just a figment of my imagination?’
Her skin flared with bright embarrassment as she remembered how much she had wanted him. How dared he mention that and laugh at her? ‘Sometimes I—I don’t even like you!’ she muttered angrily.
‘Don’t you?’ He smiled, but his eyes narrowed. ‘But you like what my body can do for you, you always have.’ His fingers skimmed over her breasts, caressing them through the silk, and she closed her eyes on a wave of immediate ecstasy.
He leaned closer and his lips covered hers hungrily and possessively, his body pressing hard against hers.
This was where she wanted to be—it was the only place to be—in his arms, his lips hungrily devouring her. She kissed him back, her hands moving upwards to stroke along the broad contours of his muscular torso.
‘You see?’ He pulled away from her and smiled. ‘Katie, you can pretend as much as you want, but we both know that we are good together, and you still want me so badly it hurts.’
As he spoke he trailed a hand down over the collar of her dress. Then he started to take off her jacket and allowed it to fall to the floor.
Her breathing felt tight with a mixture of apprehension and desire.
‘And you belong to me now …’ The arrogant words inflamed her senses, as did the touch of his lips against her neck as he pulled her closer.
She leaned against him weakly, loving the feel of his body against hers, the familiar scent of him, the possessive touch of his hands circling her waist.
He started to unfasten the buttons at the back of her dress until it fell from her shoulders. She put a hand up, trying to catch it, but he brushed her hand away.
Then he pulled the dress down so that it slithered to the floor, and she stood before him in her lacy bra and pants.
His eyes raked over her body. God, but she was gorgeous. She’d lost a little weight since they’d last made love, but her body was still perfect. Her breasts were pushed up, high and pert above the band of her bra; her waist was tiny, her hips gently curved. Just looking at her gave him a thrill of pleasure beyond belief.
‘You are so beautiful, Katie.’
The warmth of his eyes on her body, and the guttural sound of his voice, made her melt inside. She wanted him so much.
His hands moved upwards, roughly stroking against her breasts through the lace material. ‘There’s so much that’s unfinished between us …’
She moved her head to find his lips, and as they met it felt like barriers were crashing down inside her like huge steel gates of emotion. She groaned with pleasure as his hand moved to push down her bra, his thumbs stroking over her with a sensual heat that made her gasp with desire.
She closed her eyes as his hands squeezed against her, toying with her, then he lowered his head and his lips took one hard, throbbing peak into the warmth of his mouth.
She quivered with arousal, and the last of her control snapped completely. Her hands raked through the darkness of his hair, then her nails scratched down the powerful lines of his back through his shirt as she pressed herself closer, her need for him like a burning fever.
‘Ah … My little wild Kat has come back!’ He laughed with pleasure as he scooped her up into his arms and put her down on the bed.
Then he straddled her, kissing her, stroking her, teasing her with his tongue until she was panting and wild for him. She reached to try and unfasten the buttons on his shirt, her hands trembling and unsteady.
He helped her and the shirt was thrown to the floor. For a second her eyes moved over his powerful torso. ‘You have a perfect body,’ she murmured, tracing one hand over the satin-smooth shoulders that gleamed like gold in the afternoon sunlight slanting through the window beside them.
He laughed at that. ‘You’ve stolen my lines,’ he whispered as his hands curved against her breasts, his fingers squeezing against her nipples until they pulsated, heavy with pleasure and need.
She closed her eyes on a wave of ecstasy.
‘You like that, hmm?’
She could hear the teasing gleam of enjoyment in his voice.
His hands stroked lower over her ribs and down over her pants, finding the core of her and then tormenting her through the delicate silk.
She groaned with pleasure as his caress became firmer, more insistent.
Katie couldn’t think of anything now except the pleasure he could give her, and the aching void inside her. ‘Alexi, I want you so much.’ The words were torn from her.
And then he pulled away from her.
‘Where are you going?’ Her eyes snapped open in panic and he laughed.
‘I’m not going anywhere, believe me.’ He’d been holding on to his control by a whisper, but now that she was truly ready for him he was going to savour this moment. He unbuckled his belt and took off his trousers.
‘Tell me again how much you want me,’ he commanded softly as he took off his boxers.
‘You know how much I want you,’ she whispered unevenly, and he noticed the way she moistened her lips and looked at him with those playful come-to-bed eyes.
He found himself hardening so much that he was uncomfortable now.
Unable to bear it a moment longer, he reached for her, pulling her down against him. ‘I’ve missed you so much, Katie.’
The murmured words gave her a thrill of pleasure unlike any other as he rained kisses down over her face before crushing his lips against hers.
She gasped with joy as he rolled her over, tipping her head back, raking his hands through her hair, pulling it roughly as his lips nuzzled in against her neck. The sensation was pure sensual bliss.
‘I don’t know how I’ve waited this long to have you again.’ His mouth was on hers again now, his tongue entering the softness of her mouth, taking possession as his hands moved over the narrow curve of her waist, then lower to push down the flimsy pants that she wore.
She felt him push deep inside her and she cried out in rapture, running her hands over the broad, smooth contours of his back as she drew him as close to her as she possibly could.
He smiled. ‘This is the Katie I remember so well, the Kat I like to play with, torment and tease …’ He laced the words with kisses along her neck, and she shuddered with delight, wrapping her legs around him, holding him tight and giving herself up to the thrill of his body.
Alexi felt lost as soon as he entered her—he wanted her with a force that was overwhelming in its intensity. He felt like he’d been starved of her and now had to gorge on her, take her and take her and drive himself into her, with thrusting, deep strokes until they became absolutely one.
He spoke to her in Greek, forgetting everything, forgetting almost who he was in the mist of his desire.
And she matched his passion, her body merging with his with a wanton, passionate disregard for everything but the moment.
Katie cried out his name as she exploded inside with long, shuddering, orgasmic pleasure. He followed