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"Bed!" Simon mumbled. His kisses felt as hungry as her own.
The heat of her desire burned through her, washing away rational thoughts and leaving a raw physical need to be satisfied.
When his hands wandered to her buttocks, she wrapped her arms around his neck, lifted one leg, then the other and wrapped them tightly around his waist. She pressed her breasts and nipples against him. Their kisses were fierce, bruising her lips.
Anis didn't care, as long as Simon's arms were around her. As the sense of his need washed through her, it wiped away the dark and silent terror within. She didn't realize he'd taken her to the bed until he put her on it. He lay beside, nuzzling her neck.
"Oh!"
Anis almost died with pleasure when Simon's arm reached across her to cup her breast and squeeze her nipple. The unexpected shock sent sharp slivers of delight arrowing through her.
Heart hammering and her breath catching with short little gasps, she wriggled and arched her back, then turned her head to see his wicked grin.
Anis's world collapsed under the onslaught as he began nibbling her neck, tracing long seductive lines of kisses from her ear to her shoulder. Each nibble made her tremble as they left a burning sensation on her skin. She grasped his hand, forced it harder against her breast and wished he could touch her all over, all at once, releasing the thousand knots of fear and worry log-jammed inside her.
Simon expertly transferred his hand to her other breast and began assailing the first with his mouth, sucking her nipple hard through the thin cotton. His mouth, his hands, became the focus of her life as he licked, sucked and stroked her soul from her. The pleasure became so intense it ached from breast to groin, opening her up to him.
When his hand slid down her body to work its way under her nightdress, she put her arms around his neck, drew him up and crushed his mouth with her kisses. His erection, long and hard, pressed against her thigh and instinctively Anis opened her legs, encouraging him to climb between them. The coarse fabric of his briefs doing wonderful things to her as it moved gently against her moist sex.
Simon broke away from her long enough to let her catch her breath and pull her nightgown off. Then he lay over her again, the feel of his chest, hot and rough against her breasts, nearly sent her over the edge.
"Not yet, my sweetest," Simon murmured against her lips. "Not yet."
Denied her release, Anis struggled more. She moved her whole body against him, attempting to bring on what promised to be the ultimate climax. Yet he foiled her each time, just moving far enough away to provide a teasing titillation and not enough contact for her to orgasm.
"Goddammit, Simon," she growled between kisses. "When are you going to make me come?"
*** The desperate look in Anis's eyes following her plea took Steve over the edge of control. He'd intended to tease and hold back, keep her on the edge of orgasm until she screamed for him to bring her to her peak.
Yet her hungry, husky moan and pleading eyes tore away all restraints.
"As soon as I can get rid of this." Steve lifted off Anis long enough to fumble with his briefs, cursing at his inability to press the unsealing button. A simple task he did several times a day, which now eluded him.
Anis gave a deep groan and sent his system into sexual hyperdrive. She slipped her hands between them, to help him lose the inhibiting clothing and free his raging erection. An erection he felt harden even more with every accidental brush of Anis's hands and fingers.
Finally, amidst the frustrated flurry of hands, one of them-and Steve couldn't tell who-managed to press the small button. The briefs fell apart, and it took a second or less for him to tear them away and toss them on the floor.
"Condom," Anis moaned between kisses as he slid his legs between hers and nudged his penis against her slick lips.
Voicing his own frustration, watching Anis's eyes widen in shocked pleasure at the contact, Steve fumbled for the bedside cabinet while suckling at Anis's breast. She gave a sharp cry and her fingers combed through his hair as she held him tighter against her breast, drove him closer to his own climax. How could he feel this way for a woman he'd only just met, a woman he was breaking all the rules of a bodyguard for?
Simon didn't know, didn't care. For him-for this moment-Anis was his world and everything he ever needed.
Rasping his tongue across her nipple as he sucked, he struggled to keep his balance as Anis rubbed her sex against his penis. Steve finally managed to pull the small drawer open and pull out one of the brightly colored packages. Yes! Celini had thought of everything.
Taking a quick break from Anis's breast, he brought the package to the bed, and nearly died as Anis locked her mouth to his nipple, sending spiked pulses to his penis.
"No, no." He gently eased her back. "I'll come too soon," he explained as she pouted her displeasure. Then her eyes fastened on the A.I. condom in his hand. "You have one!" She snatched it and ripped it open. Fumbling a little at first, she slipped it over his cock, doing a slow double-handed stroke that nearly brought him off.
"I've got to-" he started.
"Yes! Oh yes." Anis interrupted, shifting again so he lay atop her, his penis nestled against her clit. "Me too."
Steve barely felt the condom as it slowly molded itself to his and Anis's shapes. He registered, for a second, the tingly buzz as it began to vibrate, and the thickening of the latex around the base. He eased himself back a little, allowing the head of his erection to slip a little, teasing, drawing a small whine of frustration from Anis.
"Are you ready?" he asked. *** Anis was drowning. Drowning in sensations she'd never even dreamed of.
When Simon took her nipple in his mouth and sucked, she screamed. The sound thin and long, drawn out from the keening vibration of lust that sang in her veins and nerves. She rubbed herself against his cock, trying hard to release the pressure before her mind and head exploded.
She would die. With every lick of his tongue driving spears of blinding light through her, she would die. If he kept up this intenseness, which she'd never felt before, it would kill her.
When he pulled his mouth away and leaned to one side, the relief and the loss drove her crazy. She saw his nipple and clamped her lips around it, claiming revenge as she attacked him with the full force of her own frustration. She was rewarded with his own helpless cries.
"No, no." Steve forced her back. Feeling cheated, she stared up at his face, he looked strained and desperate. "I'll come too soon," he said.
Then Anis saw the bright green packet in his hand.
"You have one!"
Snatching the A.I. condom, she ripped open the packet and quickly fumbled, struggling until she had it on him. He was amazingly hard. She slid her hands up and down his steely length, her own body responding even more to his arousal.
"I've got to-" Simon started.
He wanted to be inside her! "Yes! Oh yes." Desperate for the same thing Anis shifted beneath him. Maneuvering him until his penis nestled against her clit. "Me too," she said.
She felt the condom buzzing, the gentle vibrations nearly making her come. Steve moved down, sliding the head of his erection inside her and stopping. Stopping? She wanted him in her, dammit! He grinned at her angry whine of frustration.
"Are you ready?" he asked
Anis grabbed his buttocks and thrust herself onto him as far as she could manage. "Yes!" She hissed. The movement was enough. Stretched and full, the flames in Anis's clit and sex burst outwards, driven by Simon's choked groan and his hard urgent thrusts.
Raking his back with her fingers, trying to pull him deeper and harder, Anis's muscles clenched as her body tensed, flexed then snapped with the force of her climax. Screaming, she clung to him as the overwhelming flood of sensation shuddered through her in a rhythmic cascade. Moments later, Simon's own release thrilled her as he stiffened and cried out, thrusting deeper still.
When he collapsed across her, she was so weak she couldn't have moved if she'd even wanted to. Yet somehow, lying like this-with his heavy, muscled body pressing her deep into the bed-seemed like the perfect ending to those last few moments of fiery ecstasy.