The Greek Billionaire's Innocent Princess (6 page)

Slowly he tightened his arm around her and slid his hand into her hair. It felt like silk against his skin and his heart began to pound with a thudding drumbeat of desire as he tangled his fingers in

the chestnut strands and drew her closer still so that her breasts pushed against the wall of his

chest.

Kitty couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment when Nikos’s kiss changed from a gentle caress that

soothed her fragile emotions to one of hungry passion that stirred her soul and sent molten heat

flooding through her veins. All she knew was that the pressure of his mouth increased and slid

over hers with increasing urgency, and his tongue no longer traced the shape of her lips but thrust

between them with a fierce demand that made her tremble.

The voice in her head warned her that she was heading into dangerous waters and she should

pull back now, before she was swept away. But she did not want to move out of his arms and feel

cold and alone again. She wanted him to hold her even closer so that she could absorb the

warmth of his body, and she curled her hands around his neck and pressed herself against him,

making no protest when he drew her down so that they were stretched out on the sand.

Now they were lying hip to hip, and the unmistakable evidence of Nikos’s arousal jutting

against her thighs caused her muscles to tense. This was wrong, very wrong, and it had to stop—

now. But when he found her mouth once more in a slow, drugging kiss, she could not help but

respond. Just a few more minutes in his arms, and then she would draw away from him, she

promised herself. Surely it wasn’t too much to ask—a few passionate kisses with the sexiest man

she had ever met before she returned to her lonely life. But now she no longer felt relaxed, she

was aware of a restless ache deep in her pelvis, and when he lifted his mouth from hers she gave

a little murmur of protest.

‘
Theos
, Rina!’ Nikos’s ragged voice echoed harshly in the cloistered quiet of the cave. ‘This is insanity. You should leave while I still have some measure of control.’ He stared down at her, his

blood thundering in his veins when he saw the dazed passion in her eyes, and said slowly,

‘Because if you do not, I can’t guarantee that I will be able to stop.’

NIKOS’Swords were an unwelcome intrusion, slicing through the fog that clouded Kitty’s

brain. She didn’t want to think, she wanted to feel and touch and lose herself in the world of

sensory pleasure that his kisses evoked. She felt as though she were standing on the threshold of

some new and wonderful place and Nikos was giving her the choice of stepping through the

door, or closing it and turning back. Her mind flew to the royal ball and the loneliness she’d felt

as she’d watched the couples on the dance floor. Everyone seemed to have a partner except her.

All her friends were getting married and starting families but she had never even had a proper

boyfriend. She recalled Vasilis Sarondakos’s cruel taunts that she would end up a virgin spinster,

and despair tugged her heart. She didn’t want to be alone any more, and the flames of desire in

Nikos’s eyes told her that tonight she didn’t have to be.

Tentatively she touched his face, and traced her finger across his mouth. She could hardly

believe she was lying in the dark cave with the sexiest man she had ever met, and that sense of

unreality numbed her to everything but her longing for him to kiss her again. Her innate shyness

trapped her tongue, but the silent message in her eyes was enough for Nikos, and his chest

heaved as he drew a harsh breath. The flare of feral hunger in his dark gaze sent a frisson of

trepidation through Kitty, but then she forgot everything but the feel and touch and taste of him

as he kissed her with an unrestrained hunger that warned her she had opened Pandora’s box and

had better be prepared for the consequences.

The feel of Nikos’s hands brushing lightly against her skin as he unfastened the buttons on his

jacket caused Kitty’s heart to jerk frantically beneath her ribs, and doubt flooded through her.

The memory of Vasilis roughly pawing her breasts filled her mind, and she tensed, her breath

coming in sharp little gasps of panic. But Nikos was not rough, and the glitter of male

appreciation in his eyes as he slowly pushed the edges of the jacket apart and revealed the

pouting fullness of her breasts sent a shiver of another kind through Kitty. Her panic gradually

receded as he gently cupped each breast in his palms and felt their weight and softness.

He muttered something indistinct beneath his breath and colour flared briefly along his

cheekbones. ‘Beautiful,’ he said thickly, and stroked his fingertip across one nipple in a feather-

light caress. The sensation was so exquisite that Kitty gasped and then closed her eyes and felt

the pleasure build when he brushed his thumb pad lightly over the crest of her other breast.

Nikos guided her hands to the front of his shirt and aided her in freeing the buttons. Hands

shaking, Kitty pushed the material aside to reveal his broad, muscular chest; olive-gold satin

covered with whorls of dark hair that arrowed down over his taut abdomen. He drew her to him

and she caught her breath at that very first contact of a hard male chest pressed against the

softness of her breasts. It felt so good, so right, and so very seductive that she burrowed closer

still, loving the strength of his arms around her as he found her mouth once more and kissed her

until she was breathless.

Nikos had convinced himself that he was in control and that he would only allow things to go so

far before he called a halt. He had occasionally had one-night stands: brief, mutually satisfying

encounters with sexually confident women who, like him, wanted to answer a basic need without

the complication of emotions. But those occasions had always been on his terms and, although

the sex had invariably been enjoyable, he had never been driven by uncontrollable desire. For

reasons he did not understand Rina was different. The raging need he felt to make love to her had

never happened before and he was shocked to realise that he couldn’t fight it.

Perhaps it was because she was so amazingly responsive and so unguarded in her pleasure when

he caressed her? Frustrated by his inability to resist her, he gave her a hard, almost angry kiss,

but she responded with such sweet passion that he gave up battling with himself and eased the

pressure of his lips until the kiss evolved into a sensual tasting that became increasingly erotic.

When she was utterly pliant in his arms he trailed his mouth lower, following the path of his

hands to her breasts and drew lazy circles with his tongue around one nipple until it hardened to

a taut peak.

The sensation of Nikos’s mouth on her breast was indescribable, and when he drew her nipple

fully into his mouth Kitty instinctively arched her back. She curled her fingers into his hair and

gave a soft cry, shifting her hips restlessly beneath him as the tugging sensation on her breast

became unbearably exquisite.

‘Nikos…’ His name left her lips as a whimpered plea and she tossed her head from side to side

when he transferred his mouth to her other swollen crest and metered the same delicious torture.

He growled something she did not catch, but his intention became clear when he unfastened the

last button of his jacket and spread the material to reveal the faint curve of her stomach and the

triangle of dark curls clustered at the junction between her thighs. He moved so that he was

kneeling above her, and Kitty blushed when he trailed his eyes deliberately down her body. The

knowledge that he had watched her undress earlier was no help. She had been unaware of his

presence, and even beneath the bright moon she must have been partly in shadow. Now she was

completely exposed to him. No man had ever seen her body before, and desperate shyness,

combined with her insecurities about her figure, caused her to try and shield herself with her

hands.

It was time to end this craziness, Nikos acknowledged, trying to ignore the stomach-dipping

sense of disappointment that clawed at his insides. He couldn’t quite comprehend how they had

got to this point. He’d had no intention of actually having sex with the waitress he’d met only

hours before, but she was so sexy she would tempt a saint, let alone a mortal man who was

burning up with sexual frustration.

But Rina had tensed, he could sense her uncertainty, and it would be unfair of him to try and

persuade her to take their passion to its ultimate conclusion—even though he was certain that

with patience and restraint he could arouse her to a level where she would willingly make love

with him. Another moment and he would refasten the jacket and bring them both back down to

reality, he told himself. He took a deep breath, nostrils flaring as he fought for control, but he

could not resist stroking his hand lightly over her stomach, and then lower.

Her thighs were silky smooth, and he caught her faint gasp when he brushed his fingers through

her silky curls. ‘Why do you want to hide yourself from me?’ he murmured huskily. ‘You have a

beautiful body, Rina. I’m sure you can be in no doubt that I’m massively turned on by you,’ he

added self-derisively, knowing that she could hardly miss the throbbing hardness of his erection

pressed against her thigh.

‘Are you?’ her breathy little voice whispered in the silent cave and Nikos stiffened, thinking that

she was taunting him. But there was no hint of teasing in the big brown eyes that were focused

on him. She reminded him of a timid deer that was poised for flight, and yet, with gentle

handling, might stay and allow him closer.

‘What do you think?’ he said quietly as he took her hand and laid it over the bulge beneath his

trousers. He watched her eyes widen, her pupils hugely dilated, and could not resist lowering his

head and kissing her softly swollen mouth. The feel of her lips parting beneath his threatened to

shatter his self-control, and, tempted beyond bearing, he slid his hand between her legs and

delicately probed the tightly closed edge of her femininity. Her whole body jerked with reaction,

and he thought for a moment that she would reject him, but then she slowly relaxed, and his

blood thundered in his veins when he gently parted her and discovered the unmistakable

evidence of her arousal.

Kitty’s heart was beating so fast that she was sure it would burst through her chest as she felt

Nikos part her, and she caught her breath when he slowly inserted a finger between her silken

folds. She could feel the betraying dampness between her legs and was embarrassed that he

would know she was aroused, but he gave a low growl of satisfaction and eased deeper inside her

while his thumb pad found the tight little nub of her clitoris and tenderly stroked across it with

devastating effect.

‘Oh…’ The shock of experiencing her first intimate male caress caused Kitty to cry out. The feel

of Nikos’s finger moving inside her was bliss, rapture beyond anything she had ever imagined,

and she trembled as intense sensations rippled through her. To her untutored body it seemed

impossible that there could be more, that she wasn’t already at the peak, but the ache deep inside

her was growing ever more demanding, and following an instinct as old as time she tried

clumsily to pull him down on top of her.

‘Wait,
agape
.’ His voice was hoarse, as if he too was no longer in control of himself and was driven by a deeply ingrained, basic need that could no longer be denied. Kitty did not know how

he divested himself of his clothes without her being aware of it, but suddenly he was naked and

he spread the edges of his jacket that she was still wearing wide open and came down on her, the

rough hairs that covered his thighs and abdomen feeling slightly abrasive against her skin. She

felt the jutting length of his penis press into her belly—so shockingly rigid and alien to her that

her eyes flew open and she stared up at him as he loomed over her, and swallowed at the hard

gleam in his eyes.

What on earth was she doing? Was she really going to allow Nikos—a man she had never met

until tonight—to make love to her? A tremor ran through her. She shouldn’t be here, should

never have allowed the fiery attraction between them to burst into flame. Nikos was a notorious

playboy and she was a princess from the royal house of Karedes—yet even knowing that it was

wrong, she acknowledged with searing honesty that she didn’t want Nikos to stop.

‘
I bet you’re still a virgin
.’ Vasilis’s sneering voice echoed in her head, and rebellion flared in her heart. She was twenty-six, and it was time she became a woman, but out of fairness to Nikos

she knew she must confess her inexperience.

‘Nikos,’ she whispered faintly, ‘I think I should tell you…’ But the rest of her words were lost

beneath his mouth as he claimed her lips in a searing, soul-shattering kiss that dismantled the last of her doubts and fears.

‘Tell me what?’ he muttered. ‘You’re not on the Pill—is that it? Don’t worry. I’ll take care of

it.’ The sensual smokiness of his voice wrapped around Kitty like a cocoon, and she was only

dimly conscious of him reaching into his jacket pocket and donning protection with a swift

efficiency that spoke of plenty of practice. Then he came down on her once more, settled his