She glanced up at him through her lashes. “I’ll be glad to.”
Her tongue swiped across the weeping head before her lips swallowed him, coming to rest in the fur at the root of his cock.
“Ahh, Althea. Never mind. I want to fuck you. I can’t stand it after so many days apart.” He tugged at her hair.
She shook her head and did not release him. She knew he would not pull her hair too hard, so she was in control. Just to be sure, she latched on to his muscled buttocks, holding him against her.
She swallowed, and he jerked in her mouth. Sliding back, she sucked in a breath and engulfed him again, keeping her rhythm smooth and leisurely, as though they had all the time in the world and were not both straining to come together.
“Please, please, love. Either faster or let me get inside you.”
She drew back. “You are inside me.”
Ohh, she liked Evan begging. Usually, she was the one pleading for him to hurry.
“Gah, you know what I me—” He lost his words as her lips hit his cock again.
She sped up, one hand rising to roll his bollocks. His spine arched. “Althea, let me get a handkerchief.”
She shook her head slightly and kept impaling her mouth on him.
“Ahh, ahh.” His hands gripped her hair, blunt nails scraping against her scalp as he clutched her to him, his spine arching his hips toward her farther as he held her still.
Nearly choking on him, she trusted him not to hurt her. His cock thrashed in her mouth, heat spurting down her throat as she swallowed against him. She felt more contractions and heard more grunts at her gulp, so she did it again.
Finally, his hands gentled, and he straightened. “Right. Your turn.”
She licked him clean as she leaned back slowly.
He picked her up and threw her on the bed, flipping her and untying the corset faster than any maid ever had.
She smiled into the pillow. Such an expert.
Rolling her over, he shoved the chemise up. He dipped his mouth to a pebbled peak, and his fingers slid through her wet swollen folds.
Her hips rose to meet him. An embarrassing three strokes later, she was spasming against his hand, clutching his head to her breast.
As he gentled his movements and she released his hair, he looked up at her. “It seems you missed me as much as I missed you, love.”
She blushed. And found her heart twisting at his chosen endearment. If only…
“Yes, my lord. Now what shall we do? Cards?”
He laughed. “Oh no. I have many more plans for tonight.” He rose over her, and she saw that he indeed appeared to be fully recovered and full of plans.
****
Having sated the worst of their hunger for each other, the next night, they managed to have a conversation before tearing each other’s clothes off and falling onto the bed.
Althea’s review of the partnership papers was animated. She showed him the figures she’d modeled as to the investment needed.
Despite his relaxed posture lounging in his chair with his leg swinging, Evan held himself stiffly as they reviewed the entirety of it. Unsure whether he was uncomfortable with her estimates or the subject as a whole, Althea hurried to put the documents aside.
He shot her an inscrutable look. “Given this much smaller figure than you originally needed, how are you feeling about an equity investment versus a loan?”
She sat back, crossing her arms.Well hell. We’re back to this.“My answer remains the same, my lord. I thought you understood my reason.”
“I do. I am not trying to provoke you. I simply wanted to reaffirm. If I am to help you, I need to know the options. Your preference will limit the level of interest, given the level of risk in a small business. And I’ll need to consider what rate of return will justify the investment.”
