...He unfastened her skirt and pushed it down to her ankles, then went to work on the buttons of her blouse. He pushed it off her shoulders and examined her naked body. “Beautiful, like an ancient goddess.”

“Is that your only interest in me, sir? That I fulfill your archeological fantasies?”

A laugh rumbled from his chest. “No, but can’t I enjoy worshipping a body fit for a goddess?”

She smiled at him. “You’ll get no objections from me.”

He reached out and cupped her breasts, running his thumbs over the nipples until they hardened. “Magnificent.”

His frank appreciation of her ample charms was quickly winning her heart. “Let me see you,” she whispered.

While he unbuttoned his shirt, she went to work on his pants, untying the drawstring and pushing them down. His cock jutted up proudly and she took it in her hands. “So smooth and yet so hard.”

He groaned and stopped her hands. “I’d like to keep it that way a little longer.”

She let go of his rod and traced a sensual path over the smooth, firm muscles of his chest, then down his arms. The skin of his chest was a lighter shade of bronze than his tanned forearms. His waist was narrow, his stomach flat and his legs long and leanly muscled. “You could pose for a statue yourself.”

He pulled her close for another kiss. The feel of skin touching skin seemed divine. In this spot, surrounded by the ruins of an ancient temple, bathed in warm sunlight and humid air, the act of love seemed so right, so perfect.

By the time he broke the kiss, both were panting for breath.

“I need you, Jahesh.”

Gently he pulled her to the warm ground, cushioned by thick grass. She lay on her back with him above her, supporting himself on his knees and forearms. He leaned forward to kiss her, then trailed his lips and tongue down her body. When his mouth closed over one of her nipples and tugged, she gasped and squirmed beneath him. Need shot to her pussy, centering in her throbbing clit.

He moved lower, skimming his fingers lightly over the skin of her groin and inner thighs. She parted her legs, giving him better access. Her distended clit was demanding attention, and she tried to grab his hand.

“Easy, priya. What do you need?”

“I need you to touch my clit.”

He cupped her pussy, wet and swollen with need.

“Oh, goddess, that feels good.”

“This will feel even better.” He lowered his head and licked her pussy from back to front, pressing his tongue against her clit. Contractions rocked her body and she panted in need. He continued to stroke and lap the sensitive area until she came in shuddering gasps.

He held her until the tremors passed. “So responsive. The minute I saw you, I knew your body was made for loving”

“So is my heart,” she whispered. At the moment she was filled with tenderness for the man who held her. It was both her strength and her weakness, her need to love and be loved.

She felt his hard rod pressing next to her thigh. Pushing him onto his back, she lay on one side and ran one hand from his broad shoulders, down his muscular chest to his flat belly. When her fingers grazed the head of his cock, she felt a shiver run through him. She caressed the length, then cupped one of his balls.

When she removed her hand, he uttered an incoherent protest. She leaned over and kissed his mouth, while caressing his flat nipples.

“You do know how to tease a man, don’t you?”

“I can do more.”

“Not now.”