In one swoop, she moved his tankard to the ground, laid him down, and straddled one of his legs, half kneeling, half standing over him to reach everything.
“Xander.”Her whisper was full of awe.“You are amazing.Not beautiful; you’re far too masculine for that word.Wondrous.”
Her innocence beguiled him; it was easy to forget she’d likely never seen a naked man before.And—he glanced down—she could see all of him clearly now his shoulders weren’t blocking the house lights.He needed to tread carefully here.Normally, he’d be guiding her head to his cock already.Instead, he laced his hands behind his head to allow her to go at her own pace.
She ran her hands over him, settling them on his chest.Leaning down, she followed the same path with her mouth.
The moisture from her lips caught the night air, and he shivered at the contrast of heat from her touch and cold from the breeze.His biceps bulged with the strain of not reaching for her.
That drew her attention, and she skimmed her teeth along his arm muscles, drawing a groan out of him.
Her hip came to rest on his cock, and her upper thigh nestled against his bollocks as she leaned closer.
“Do you know what happens between a man and a woman, Evie?”he managed to ask.
“I have an idea.My cousin filled in the blanks Mama wasn’t comfortable sharing.”She pulled back and gestured to where most of his blood seemed to be collecting.“That goes inside me, and your seed can cause a…delicate condition.”
Despite her odd phrasing, the “your seed” made his cock jump and seep, and he blinked his eyes closed for a long moment before refocusing on her.
Blazes.She was staring at his member.
“Yes.And as you witnessed, it moves of its own accord sometimes as my pleasure builds.When I’m very aroused, my seed leaks out, both in eagerness and to help lubricate my path when I come inside you.”
Gah, the pronouns, speaking as though the two of them were actually going to have intercourse, was going to make him blow his load straight up in the air.
He gritted out, “I wanted to warn you so you would not soil your dress.”
She dragged her gaze away from his most eager part and cocked her head.“You’re even thoughtful when you’re in the midst of passion.You are the sweetest man.”
That might kill his erection.He knew she meant well, but who wanted to be called sweet, especially at a moment such as this?
Chapter Sixteen
He really was the sweetest man, no matter that his mouth twisted in distaste when she said that.’Twas no wonder her affections grew every day.All aspects of him appealed to her—intellect, brawn, and how he held her in high esteem, regardless of her position in life.
She reached out, then hesitated.“May I touch it?”
“Yes, please.”His voice was hoarse.
She rather liked him begging.She wrapped her hand around his cock, shocked at how hot it was.No wonder it was swollen and red.Or perhaps it got hot because it swelled?No matter, she’d investigate that next time.
Right now, finding his favorite spots was what she wanted most.He’d seemed to know hers without help the previous night.“What feels best?”
His eyes were closed when she flicked a glance up at him, his mouth slack.“All of it.Any of it.Perhaps next time I can be more specific.Right now, I’m overcome.”Her fingers slid up and over the edge of the mushroom head, and he groaned.
“Ah ha.”She circled her fingers around him right below that lip of skin and glided them up and down in small movements.
“Evie, ah gads.”
She stopped.“I don’t want to end this too soon.You toyed with me last night, and I’m not done exploring here.”
His hips lowered from where he’d raised them toward her, and he sagged against the bench.She hadn’t even noticed.
Bringing her other hand to the pouch below the steel rod she held, she cupped it gently.
“Ah, yes.”His cock leaped in her hand and she nearly released it.It oozed more liquid.
“Evie, if you keep this up, I’ll come.A fountain of it.”He moved his arms to grip the sides of the bench above his hips and his knuckles were white with strain.
