Mediterranean Nights: The Mistress Purchase / The Demetrios Virgin / Marco's Convenient Wife. PENNY JORDAN

Sadie met the look he was giving her head-on. No way was she going to pretend that what had just happened between them meant nothing to her, had simply been a mere sexual indulgence.

      ‘I want to sleep with you,’ she told him huskily.

      ‘And I certainly want to sleep with you,’ Leon told her back, only just managing to restrain himself from adding for the rest of my life.

      He hadn’t been able to believe what was happening when she had come to him in the pool. Just thinking about it now made his body start to harden again.

      ‘I need a shower,’ Sadie whispered. ‘The pool water…’

      ‘I need one too,’ Leon replied, giving her a smokily sensual look as he leaned down towards her and grasped her hand, pulling her gently to her feet and informing her, ‘The bathroom’s this way, and the shower is plenty big enough for two.’

      Sadie knew that he had felt the small quiver of excitement that ran through her body because he turned to look at her, his gaze fastening on her mouth and then dropping very deliberately to her breasts, where her nipples were flaunting their arousal.

      He was right about the shower, she noted as she stepped into the bathroom. The owners of the mas had obviously spared no expense in equipping this room. It was larger than her own, with a separate wet area which housed a purpose-built shower.

      The water in the pool had left her skin feeling slightly tight and dry, and it was bliss to step into the shower and feel the body-height jets pumping warm, clean water against her skin.

      ‘Want me to do your back for you?’

      There was a look in Leon’s eyes that made her whole body tingle with excitement. The shower was designed so that it was perfectly possible to wash one’s own back, but Sadie had no intention of pointing this fact out to Leon…

      She nodded her head and turned her back to him.

      The silky-soft feel of the expensive body mousse Leon was massaging into her skin made her sigh in appreciative pleasure. The resultant foam slipped down her legs and floated on the tiles. His hands were moving lower now… beyond her waist. Sadie held her breath and closed her eyes. Her whole body was quivering with expectation and longing. Now that it knew the pleasure Leon would give it, it wanted him all the more.

      His fingertips brushed the front of her thigh, and the soft quiver became an involuntary and uncontrollable convulsive shudder. She could feel Leon’s lips nuzzling the back of her neck, just below her ear. His hands moved with aching slowness up over the front of her body towards her breasts.

      With a small moan Sadie pressed back against him.

      ‘What is it?’ he murmured against the ear. ‘Do you want me to stop?’

      His hands were doing incredible things to her breasts, making her ache for the feel of his mouth against her tight, eager nipples. But Leon did not seem to share her own surging urgency. Instead he continued to stroke and caress her, nibbling little kisses against her neck, sliding his hands over her soap-slicked body. His touch was arousing her to such a frantic pitch that she moaned sharply in frustration and opened her legs, mentally begging him to touch her intimately.

      ‘What is it?’ he asked again softly, when her ecstatic writhings wouldn’t be stilled. ‘What do you want?’

      ‘You know,’ Sadie moaned, desperate to grab hold of his hand and place it against her body, but unable to do so because of the way he was still stroking her.

      ‘Tell me,’ Leon urged huskily. ‘Tell me what you want me to do, Sadie. Show me how you want me to touch you… how you want me to love you… Is it this you want?’ he asked warmly as his hand caressed the curve of her hip and slid down over her belly before cupping her sex.

      Sadie gasped as she felt the impatient swell of her body, too wrought up to be able to tell Leon what was happening to her. But somehow he knew, she realised, because he turned her round and stared down into her wild open eyes as his fingers answered the urgent need of her body and the fierce, tight explosion of her orgasm brought her into trembling release.

      Sadie was awake, but she did not want to open her eyes just in case it had all been only a dream and Leon wasn’t actually in bed beside her after all. She knew it must be morning, even with her eyes closed. Somehow she could feel the brightness of the day through her eyelids. If Leon wasn’t there…

      Cautiously she moved her body, still heavy and soft with satisfaction and love.

      Love! Her heart turned over inside her chest. She loved Leon so much… Just the thought of him was enough to—

      She stiffened abruptly as the restless movements of her body brought her into contact with warm male flesh. It had happened! She hadn’t just imagined it! Leon was here!

      Bubbles of joy and excitement fizzed through her blood. With her eyes still closed Sadie nestled closer to him, fitting her body into the curve of his. She could smell the warm, musky scent of him—and it was more aphrodisiacal than any man-made perfume. The soft hair on his chest was tickling her nose. Tenderly she rubbed her lips against his skin, delighting in the secret stolen pleasure of being able to do so whilst he was still asleep. Smiling to herself, she stroked her fingertip lazily along his arm, so different from her own, all powerful muscles and sinews.

      Against her body she could feel his stirring. A female shiver of pleasure slowly caressed her own body.

      Snuggling further down his body, she teased her tongue-tip around his navel, her hand reaching out to touch and then hold him. It was an extraordinarily sensual and tender thing to feel him growing within her hold, at once both vulnerable and powerful.

      Experimentally she started to caress him, enjoying his body’s response to her and rewarding it with a soft kiss.

      This was an intimacy she hadn’t imagined she would ever want to experience, but suddenly she knew just how much she did. The brief touch of her lips became a more intimate and sensual exploration.

      ‘Enjoying yourself?’

      The low, groaned words shocked through her. Lifting her head, she turned to look up at Leon. She had been so lost in the enjoyment of what she was doing that she hadn’t even realised he was awake.

      ‘I…’

      ‘I certainly was,’ he told her thickly, his voice soft with pleasure, ‘so don’t let me stop you…’

      ‘What time will they be bringing the replacement hire car?’ Sadie asked Leon drowsily as she responded to the slow drift of his hands on her body.

      They had made love, and then slept, and now Leon was caressing her again.

      ‘Soon,’ he told her wryly, removing his hand with obvious reluctance. ‘I suppose we’d better make a move.’

      There was a note in his voice that made Sadie look enquiringly at him.

      ‘I swore that there was no way I was going to let this happen,’ he told her ruefully.

      ‘But you wanted it to?’ Sadie questioned him.