Amy, a bundle of nerves, was determined to show Lucio that she wanted him. They had the privacy of his suite, he set her blood on fire, he’d chosen her. She was ready.

Lucio traced her face and neck with his palm, but stopped on the necklace. "Let's take off these pearls."

"Okay." She nodded and reached behind her to take off the necklace, then the earrings. She placed them on the nightstand and turned toward him. Her pulse raced and there was a tightness in her throat she wished wasn't there. She reached for his hand on the bed. "I'm going to need you to tell me what to do."

He traced her arm and squeezed her shoulder lightly. "Just relax." Right. She closed her eyes and told herself to do as he said. He brushed her hair behind her ear and her skin felt a tremor where his fingers left a trail. His lips next to her ear, he said hotly, "Everything I do is supposed to make you feel good."

Warmth invaded her muscles as she gazed at him. "What do you intend?"

"Trust me," he whispered and his lips claimed hers. Her hands wrapped around the back of his neck. Kissing him was better than breathing.

Her lips tingled as he ended the kiss and she craved more. She closed her eyes. "Okay. Whatever you want."

His warm breath tickled her skin, but he didn't kiss her. Instead he traced her still-clothed body. "Look at me, Amy. I want to see if you like what I’m doing."

She opened her eyes and he reached for the top button of her blouse. Panic began to race through her, and she opened her lips. "What..."

"I want to tease you." He didn't move.

This was her choice. He was her choice. She needed to show him. She nodded and reached for the next button of her shirt. She fumbled but loosened it as she met his gaze. He was worth it. "Lucio..."

"Don't tense up on me." He reached behind her shoulders and simply rubbed them like he was massaging her. She leaned forward but he motioned for her to turn around.

"I'm trying not to be anxious." She followed directions and unbuttoned the third and final button of her blouse. It slid off with ease.

Lucio massaged her shoulders and his fingers trailed lower to her back where he continued his rubbing and stroking her skin. He leaned closer. "Right now, just think of this as a nice massage."

"I’ve never had one," she admitted. The idea of someone touching her always made her giggle, but her skin heated from his work and she felt her muscles unwind.

He continued with more pressure on her lower back and in the space between her shoulders. "We'll correct that soon, but loosen your muscles and trust me."

She nodded and let him. In one swoop, he lifted her blouse off her, so she sat in her bra. However, the continued pressure felt too good to care. He motioned for her to lie down, but she began to tense. If she and Lucio didn’t work out, she’d never be okay, ever. "What..."

"If you want me to stop, tell me." He didn’t budge.

Right. This was her choice. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. "Let me take off..."

He kissed her back and her skin tingled with excitement. "I'm teasing you, sweetheart. Just go with it?"

"Okay." She unbuttoned her pants while he continued to work on her muscles.

It felt so good to be touched everywhere. Soon she closed her eyes and just let the sensation rule. Her pants came down while he worked on her legs and she murmured, "That feels good."

"I'm going to kiss you now." Lucio gently flipped her around. He could do anything to her now that she felt relaxed but the second his lips met hers, a whole new wave of longing rushed through her.

She ran her hands through his thick coarse dark hair as his kiss made her ache. His hands went lower and brushed against her breasts. "Mmhmm."

His lips curved into a wicked grin, but he went lower and suckled on her breasts. Explosions of sensation rocked through her at once. She clung to his hair and said, "What..."

He removed his mouth. "Tell me to stop." He immediately gazed into her eyes.

"The opposite," she admitted. "That feels good." Her face and cheeks heated.

He winked and did the same thing to her other breast. The rocking feeling inside her skin was jumpy, but in a good way. This time she tried to hold still, but her body rocked.

He moved from breasts to lower. Her legs opened slightly to give him room, and when he touched her in her secret spot, the feeling that she was both in her body and leaving it hit her. She let out a soft moan.

She saw how hard and long he grew when she looked down. Would he fit? The question stayed on the tip of her tongue, but instead his fingers played with her like he knew more about her body than she did. She laid back to give him more of her while she clutched the soft sheets.

He moved his body over hers and said in a seductive tone, "Just wait. There is more."

"Mmhmm." She couldn't say more. She was lost with what he was doing. This was better than anything she thought possible.

"Now let's try this." He pressed into her. She tensed for a moment and wondered if he'd hurt her. The last time hadn’t been fun. However, Lucio inside made her feel complete.

He stayed still while the new sensation of being completely full struck her. She reached out and held onto his shoulders. "Whoa."

He moved a little. The rhythm he set was slow but made her needy for more. She wasn't sure how to ask. "Lucio..."

"Let go, Amy. It's okay." He increased his pace.

"More." Her eyes rolled backward. She felt like she was dying a little, but it was so delicious it was the way to go.

He kissed her forehead and increased the bedroom dance they did even more, while he whispered, "Enjoy."

"Ooohh." She answered as words didn't form in her throat. All she could do was feel and the explosion of sensation overwhelmed everything else.

Soon she was lost with him fully inside her. Lucio completed her and showed her why everyone else considered this fun. She was now a believer.