Cherish Every Moment Book 1: A Chance Encounter

10 Desire

Rayne could only groan at Avi's gentle aggression, as his hands moved tenderly and roughly at the same time over her back, never stopping. She felt his moans rather than heard them as note after note vibrated through his throat and chest and into her. Just when she began to worry that he was leaving a very dark purple mark low on her neck, Avi released her skin. His touch became more and more insistent as he grabbed at her hips, catching her belt loop and pulling her down against him. She eagerly sought his lips as he went for hers. They caught each other in a heavy hungry kiss, their breath rushing from them in heavy gasps between each individual tangle of their lips. When their lips came together, moans filled with desire escaped them as they breathed into each other. Fire ignited and burned within Rayne as she pressed her hips down against him and felt Avi's desire pressing back. She gasped as he smiled and shifted her weight over him again, increasing their contact. She felt his hands, suddenly like hot lead on her skin, rest hard on the small of her back. He tangled her lips with his. refusing to release her, his own breath rushing out of him and into her. Rayne felt Avi's fires burning, his body hard, hot even through his jeans against her. His kiss became more and more urgent as he pulled at her with strong hot hands. She gave into gravity and slowly fell back to the bed with him.

She never let their kiss break as she pressed her body to his. His hands were once again, tender and soft upon her narrow waist. Excitement and anticipation swelled within her as he ran his hands up her sides. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as those strong hands gently grasped her ribs and pushed her away from his chest with a soft and lovely little growl escaping him to accompany the move. Slowly, so very patiently, Avi moved his hands around her sides cupping her breast so tenderly as he kissed her painfully slow. He was firmly in control, she felt herself spinning out of it with every touch, every kiss, every small machination of his fingers. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that she heard it beating in her ears, was certain he heard it too. Her lips nearly faltered as he carefully caressed her. Avi's hands, which seemed to have developed a mind of their own again, were tenderly drawing gasps and whimpers from Rayne's lips, setting hundreds of thousands of butterflies free within her belly. Suddenly she had an incredible urge to see his eyes, it was of the utmost importance to her that she be able to look into them and see what, if anything, he might be thinking. She needed to look in them to see what she would find in there. His lips were so soft and tender that she didn't want to find them anywhere but on her skin, connected to her lips, tickling her soul with his slow and gentle manipulations, burning it with his desire. She was certain she'd only been kissed so completely by just one other man in all her life. This dark haired bearded beauty had one hell of a way with his mouth and hands, she was in real trouble here. There was no way she was ever going to be able to resist him or deny Avi anything.

His touch was pushing her closer to the peak of her desire than she wanted to go just yet. She let her hands wander his arms and shoulders as she quietly greedily returned his kiss. She put her hands on the bed next to his shoulders, slowly pulled her lips away from his and pushed herself up. She needed to breathe, needed to clear her mind of him. It was Avi's turn to whimper and he did, loudly. His eyes followed hers and searched them, a whine apparent in them. She had pulled away from him what Avi wanted. He looked sad and impatient watching her move. She was charmed, tempted to go back in for more. As he tried to follow she gently she pushed him back down. He honestly looked confused and wounded. A part of her delighted at the power of his passion for her and the openness of his expression. She sat over him, smiling down into his eyes. The light from the side table illuminated one side of his face casting a faint shadow on the other side. His eyes still shone brightly as Avi looked deeply into hers, pulling her soul to him. Rayne couldn't escape those eyes if she wanted to. She didn't want to. He looked back at her, his eyes full of passion and desire, love and lust, confusion and concern. How did he do that with his eyes? She saw everything he felt, was grateful for it and very pleased to see that he had a healthy ego to go with his good looks and loving ways. His cocky little half grin had her squirming against him. Which left him quite a bit shaken. He took a deep and intense breath. He impatiently took her waist in his hands intent on pulling her back down on him.