She heard his sharp intake of breath. Felt his resistance crumble under the mighty weight of their combined desire. And their fate was sealed.
CHAPTER 8
Shewantedhimtomake love to her. Right now. God, he would be lying if he said he hadn’t dreamed of this moment since he met her. There was nothing he wanted more. Her fragrance, sweet and sensual, teased his nose, while his hands roamed the curves of her body with hungry possession.
She was so perfect. So utterly desirable. He shouldn’t do it. It was too soon. But it was difficult to think rationally with desire coursing through his body; with her sweet mouth skating along his neck and jaw, dropping kisses and nips.
His cock, which was never quiescent when she was near, was now fully hard and engorged. But he tried one last time to be a gentleman.
“Josie, are you sure?”
“I am.”
It was more temptation than he could resist. Without another word, he went to the door and locked it. Then came back, bent, and lifted her. Walking the few steps to her bed, he deposited herlovingly over the soft sheets. The soft glow of candles provided just enough light to see the gentle contours of her body. His mouth went dry with desire, and he swallowed. He ached for her. But still…
“Do you know what happens between a man and a woman?” he asked while his hand caressed her with long, languid strokes from her hip to her knee.
Her lovely blush was an answer in itself. “I know the basics. There’s a secret compartment in the library at our estate that contains naughty books. Some of them have pictures. And detailed descriptions.”
A chuckle escaped him. He could very well imagine an inquisitive Josie searching the library and coming upon such a treasure trove of carnal enlightenment. He had a few of such books himself and they had inspired many fantasies and moments of private enjoyment.
His hand stole under the hem of her nightgown, caressing up a smooth and softly curving calf to the sensitive place behind her knee. He stroked it gently and her legs drew up, parting a little, as he had hoped they would.
His hand resumed its trek up her thigh, coming tantalizingly close to her core. He could feel the heat emanating from her, the downy curls softly brushing the back of his hand.
“And have you given yourself pleasure?” he asked as his knuckles grazed, almost by accident, her slick folds.
She stuttered an inhale and closed her eyes. Her flush deepened, flooding her chest. From his touch or his question? Maybe both. It didn’t matter. What mattered was her answer. “Tell me.”
“Yes.” Her confession was an abashed whisper, but it satisfied him. He smiled.
“Hmm, what a naughty girl you are. Sneaking around reading forbidden books, giving yourself pleasure.” Her eyes flew opento stare at him. Vulnerable with uncertainty. He couldn’t have that. “I love it,” he whispered against her lips before he took them in a carnal possession. It was a kiss unlike any they had shared before. They had kissed with sweet abandon and with frenzied, unabashed passion. But this kiss was deeper. Ripe with the promise of fulfillment.
By the time their lips parted, so had her legs, granting him full access to her slick core. A concession he took full advantage of. His fingers slid through the soft flesh, already moist and silky. She was aroused, and he had barely touched her. A true wonder. He inhaled deeply as he fought for control. The way he felt, it would not take long for him to reach his climax. But he wanted to go slowly with her. Make her first time unforgettable. Make it last all night.
He had reached a tenuous hold on his desire when her hand strayed onto his lap and cupped him through his trousers. He shuddered, hissing a sharp inhale. She snatched her hand back as if burned.
“I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”
Her innocent question was endearing. “No, love, but you caught me by surprise and almost made me finish before we’ve even begun.”
“Oh. What should I do, then? Teach me how to touch you, Michael.”
“Oh, I will. But we have time for that. Tonight, I want you to just relax and enjoy. Tonight is all for you, my love.”
“But I want to give you pleasure too,” she protested.
If she only knew… “You do. Running my hands over your silky skin is pure bliss. I can’t imagine anything more exhilarating than finding, caressing, stimulating your secret places, hearing you cry out in ecstasy. Kissing your lips, exploring the depths of your mouth, is indulgent beyond compare. Trust me, Josie. Yougive me so much pleasure that sometimes I feel I won’t be able to bear it.”
He had not stopped his leisurely caresses while he spoke, teasing flesh that became hotter and wetter with every swipe of his fingers. He needed to taste her. His mouth was yearning for the nectar his fingers had teased from her depths.
Grasping her nightgown with his free hand, he gathered it up, past her knees, until it pooled at the tops of her thighs, showing furtive peeks of the delicate flesh underneath.
“Can we dispense with this? I want to see all of you.”
Her only response was an abashed nod. Silently, she lifted her hips off the bed to allow the nightgown to pass under, and then sat slightly to pull it up and over her head.
His breaths stuttered as he contemplated the creamy perfection of her.
