Chapter Five

Chapter Five

I have three downfalls: Sugar mixed with cinnamon, antique jewelry, and books. Actually, I could probably do without the first two if I had an unlimited supply of books. –Kianna

K ianna sighed as she slipped another bite into her mouth. Cinnamon, sugar, hazelnuts and maple syrup danced over her taste buds. She moaned on the second bite.

"Oh, Lord, and I was ready to be nice about it. I mean, men always think they can cook, and it turns out that they can't. But, there is no reason for lies on this one. That was magnificent."

Gianni glanced down at her plate. "You didn't finish it."

"You gave me enough for five people."

"I gave you about half of what I ate."

She frowned. "You're younger and you're a man. What do you have, zero percent body fat?"

He shook his head smiling. "Of course, I did work up an appetite last night."

She wanted to tease, but she wasn't ever really good at it. Besides, he was making her uncomfortable the way he was watching her. He had been doing that since she'd joined him in the kitchen. He looked like he wanted to just eat her up.

"I don't think I can eat anymore."

"But you liked it?"

"No, it was horrible. I gagged on each piece."

He laughed. Every time he did, it tripped her heart up just a little.

"So, did your mother teach you how to cook breakfast like that?"

"First, my mother would point out that is sexist, but since Dad is useless with anything but a grill and chili, she would give you a pass. We all know how to cook. Mom thought it was important that we know how to fend for ourselves. She jokes around that my father was living off junk food and canned meats when she met him."

"I bet you're the best. I don't know if any of them could make something that good."

"I would like to say I am but Vince is the best cook. He really loves to spend time in the kitchen."

"The Marine?"

He nodded.

"Hard to think of a Marine in the kitchen cooking. But I guess that would be a case of me stereotyping."

"I have to say even after meeting him you would think the same thing. We are more than the rank and the uniform."

"I think you proved that last night, PJ." Then she felt her face heat.

He threw his head back and laughed. The happy sound bounced off the walls of the kitchen. God, he was so damned pretty, so wonderful.

Stop it, girl . He's not going to stay around. He's younger and military. She needed to remember she had rules about men in uniform. Especially this. For the first time in her life, she was going to have an affair with a man just to have the affair. Don't worry about what happens next, just live in the now.

She sighed and looked over the table. "I guess it's my job to clean up."

He shook his head and took her hand. Without a word, she knew what he had in mind.

"Gianni, I need to clean up the kitchen."

"I need to taste you. I think my needs come first…at least in this case."

He pulled her up out of the chair and lifted her into his arms.

"Gianni," she said with a squeal.

"What?"

She rolled her eyes. "I know I'm not an easy load to carry."

He stopped at the doorway of her bedroom. "Now that's just silly. Of course, you are a handful, but that's what I like in a woman. And seeing that I'm trained to carry men who weight a lot more than you do, you're nothing for me to pick up."

He walked into the room, and set her on her feet.

"I've always been kind of big for my age."

She snorted. "Definitely."

He laughed again, that wonderful sound that filled her bedroom. She would never be in her bedroom without being able to think of that.

"I was just always tall, more muscled, comes with trying to keep up with all my brothers. Little women make me nervous. I don't trust a woman who deprives herself of food because other people tell her she should."

"Oh…wow."

"I know, I sound like a freaking commercial, but I like you the way you are. Here," he said walking her to the full-length mirror. He slipped behind her.

"Do you see what I see?" he asked, his breath feathering against her flesh.

She barely noticed that he'd slipped his hands to the sash of her robe. It parted revealing some of her skin. She had been a little lazy and only pulled on a pair of panties. Kianna thought he would pull it all off. Men usually went for all or nothing. Instead, he let it hang showing a hint of her breasts and belly.

"Do you?" he whispered. "Do you see what I see when I look at you? Women rarely do."

She shook her head, her gaze still on his hands. His fingers were long and tanned, skimming over her flesh.

"I see a beautiful woman, in spirit and in deed. That makes the beauty on the outside more stunning."

He trailed one finger down her stomach all the way to her sex.

"I couldn't think of anything but getting back here to touch you."

He nibbled on her earlobe, his tongue darting out over it before he bit down.

"Taste you."

She closed her eyes and leaned her head back.

"No, keep your eyes open. Watch." He said. His voice had grown rougher each time he spoke.

She complied and watched as he slipped his hand beneath the waistband of her panties.

"And here…so sexy. So beautiful."

He slid one finger inside of her and her knees almost buckled. Just that small touch had her ready to come.

He kissed her neck, grazing his teeth over her pulse—which scrambled. "So wet."

Before she was ready, he was removing his hand. He spun her around and cupped her face with both hands before taking her mouth in a hard, wet, wonderful kiss. She knew he had meant to tease her, but in the end, he had been overwhelmed.

Wrapping her arms around him, she returned the kiss with everything she had. Her body was hot, her mind spinning and her heart melting.

"Take your robe off, babe," he said, as he kneeled in front of her. Kianna did as ordered even as he started to pull her panties down. He helped her out of them.

Gianni didn't hesitate, but he also didn't hurry. He kissed first one knee, then the other.

"I feel like I could feast on all this flesh." He smiled up at her. "That's a bit literary, isn't it?"

She chuckled then moaned when he kissed her mons.

"I have a feeling that it's the last time I'm going to be able to make sense for awhile."

"Oh, I don't know about that," she said pulling in a quick deep breath as he slipped his tongue inside of her. "God."

Every thought in her mind dissolved as he thrust into her over and over. She was shaking by the time he moved up to kiss her belly. He teased her, kissing and licking his way up her body. When he finally stood, she couldn't even remember her first name, let alone her last.

He cupped her face with one massive hand then slid his free hand down her back. He kissed her, teasingly, nipping at her bottom lip, then diving in. She could taste her arousal.

When he pulled back, he said, "See what I mean? How wonderful you taste?"

She opened her eyes and found him watching her, his eyelids half closed, but the intensity of his gaze no less powerful.

"You don't see just how tempting are, do you? God."

He kissed her again, this one not so gentle. When he pressed against her, she felt his erection. A shudder slid through his body.

She thought he would take her to bed; instead, he lifted her then turned to settle her on top of her dresser. He apparently had no time to wait and pulled down his jeans. She sighed in appreciation. It seemed Gee Santini went commando on Sundays. He grabbed a condom from her bedside table and returned. He pulled it out and she took it from him.

Kianna settled it on the tip of his penis and unrolled it slowly, keeping her gaze on his face. He leaned his head back and moaned. It was probably one of the sexiest things she'd seen. Well, since the night before. The man knew how to take control, but he also knew when to let her take the lead.

How could she not want him?

When she finally had the condom on, Gianni opened his eyes. "That was close, Ki. You almost pushed me over the edge."

He tangled his fingers through her hair and drew her closer to kiss her. He slanted his mouth over hers again and again as he urged her to scoot to the edge of the dresser. Then, he pulled back from the kiss. She was so into him, so lost, she didn't think she would ever get enough.

He eased himself inside. She was sore from the night before, but she didn't care. It was worth a little to feel this connection, to escape into the erotic web he created.

He thrust into her again and again as he leaned her back so he could tease her with that dangerous mouth. Kianna rushed to the pinnacle, her orgasm jolting through her. Gianni didn't give her time to recover. He took her there again, and again, and again. She lost count how many times she orgasmed. The last time, Gianni pulled her back up and thrust into her hard and kissed her as her release swept over her. He shuddered, groaning her name against her mouth as he followed her into bliss.