Free The Blackmail Baby by Natalie Rivers

reaching into his pocket and pulling out a little foil-wrapped package. ‘Making babies can wait. This, however, cannot,’ he finished huskily, hauling her towards him and covering her mouth with his.

CHAPTER SIX
    T HE burning heat of arousal erupted through Lorenzo’s body, and he dragged Chloe closer still, lifting her onto her tiptoes and bending her back to kiss her. The taste of her mouth was intoxicating, and the feel of her slender body in his arms threatened to send him over the edge.
    He was holding her so close that he could feel every tremble and quake that shook her. He could tell how much she wanted him and that knowledge was setting his own senses on fire.
    It was too long since he’d made love to Chloe. Too long since he’d held her naked body in his arms and brought her pleasure in every way he knew, before eventually giving in to his own explosive climax.
    Now he was consumed by a sexual need so strong that he suddenly realised that he had to find somewhere private. In the past he would not have hesitated to take her right there on the bench besidethe water, but he knew that this time one quick release of passion would not be enough. It would take much longer to slake the barrage of desire that stormed his body and he intended to take every ounce of satisfaction that he could.
    He pulled back from his kiss and swept her up in his arms. He would take her to the pool house—they would be undisturbed there for as long as it took.
    Chloe lay breathlessly in his arms, gazing up at his gorgeous face. He’d literally swept her off her feet and her heart was racing with anticipation of what was to come. Just knowing that he was carrying her away to make love to her sent a thrill of excitement skittering through her.
    She had no idea where he was taking her, and she didn’t care. She was only aware of the rhythmic movements of his body vibrating through her as he strode along the path away from the house. He carried her effortlessly, as if she were as light as a feather, and she revelled in his strength, remembering that he had the power to send her to unimaginable heights of ecstasy.
    She hardly noticed when they reached their destination. It was only when the door clicked shut behind them that she dragged her eyes from Lorenzo’s face and looked around her.
    ‘A swimming pool,’ she murmured, not really meaning to say the words out loud.
    ‘Later.’ Lorenzo’s voice was thick with arousal. ‘We’ll swim later—now I need you naked.’
    Sudden heat flared between Chloe’s legs and her whole body started to quiver. She was burning up inside and she needed Lorenzo as much as he needed her.
    ‘Put me down,’ she said, wriggling in his arms. She was too restricted in his grip—she wanted to touch him, to move against him, to rip his clothes off him.
    ‘Wait,’ he commanded, striding past the pool to a lounge area beside a bar. Then finally he set her down on top of the bar, her feet swinging high off the floor.
    He stood back for a moment, looking deep into her eyes, and Chloe could see that he was breathing raggedly—and she knew it had nothing to do with the effort of carrying her into the pool house. Her own heart was racing and she was trembling from head to foot.
    Suddenly he stepped forward, pressing himself between her thighs, and cupped her face with his large hands. For once their mouths were the same height, and he drew closer and began to kiss her.
    His tongue slid sensuously between her lips, in an erotic exploration that quickly left her breathless again. At the same time she felt him grip the hem of her T-shirt and she sat up taller, arching towards him as he peeled it off her. Her bra followed quickly, then his hands closed over her breasts, caressing and coaxing her nipples into diamond-hard points.
    ‘Oh!’ A moan of pleasure sighed out of her and her head fell backwards. Her hands rested flat on the surface of the bar just behind her, and her arms were locked straight,