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She kissed him again, and he closed his eyes, tilting his head. She allowed her lips to trail kisses along the strong column of his neck, down to the powerful muscles of his chest.
“Lose yourself in me tonight. No memories, no pain, only pleasure, Edmond.”
“I do not want to hurt you,” he groaned.
“Why would you?”
His chest expanded as he breathed deeply. “I am foxed.”
Her eyes widened. While his breath held fumes from the liquor nothing about him seemed soused.
She lowered forehead onto his chest. “Then we play cards. My mother taught me how to play piquet.”
“Scandalous,” he murmured, and it pleased her greatly that amusement colored his tone.
“I know,” she said with a smile.
“I wish that I could, but I cannot let you go, not tonight, not when your touch, your smell, keeps it all at bay.”
She lifted her head, and he dipped toward her, his mouth conquering. His lips trailed across her cheek to catch an earlobe between his teeth, and he nipped. He grasped the neckline of her chemisette and with one motion, tore open the flimsy material.
Good heavens.
He feathered wet kisses over her neck, down to her collar, and placed his heated wet mouth over a nipple, sucking at it through her shift. The sensation was so sharp she bucked. Everything became a blur as what remained of their clothes were stripped away with haste, and soon they were both naked. He lifted her and strode to the narrow bed, where he tumbled her none too gently. But Adel did not want tenderness. His touch had incited a fever of need in her blood, and she was already wet for him.
They twisted on the sheets, and somehow she found herself, pressing kisses over his chest, down to his stomach, and to the thick length flexing against his ridged abdomen. Desperate to please and drown him in ecstasy, she clasped him and licked around the ridge below his head.
He shouted and fisted the sheets. Pleasure warmed her, and power tunneled though her. Acting on instinct, she licked along his length, before enveloping the flared mushroomed head into her mouth. He growled in approval, a truly lovely sound.
As if impatient for her, he reached down, gripped her hips, and drew her up his body and then flipped her over. His roughness excited her terribly and she moaned.
His heavy weight pressed her down, his hips forcing her legs wantonly wide. He reached between them and slid two fingers over her folds. His fingers moved sinuously over her swollen, wet flesh, and her entire body ached for his possession. He removed his fingers and pressed his blunt hardness to her softness. “You are so wet for me, Adeline.”
She shivered and tried to lift her hips. But she was splayed wide and restrained by his strength. She could only grip his shoulders for purchase. He braced himself up on his arms, flexed his buttocks, and drove his entire length deep in one powerful stroke, surging into her almost violently.
“Edmond!”
His face was stark with need. “So right, so damn tight and perfect.”
He reared slightly and hooked his arms beneath her knees, pushing her legs toward her shoulders.
“Do you know how beautiful you are, Adeline?” he whispered, his voice low and rough.
Then he drove his length into her over and over, shaking the bed against the wall. Lust rolled through her in a dark hungry tide, and she grasped his head, pulled down, and mashed their lips together. His tongue licked sensually at her lips, sliding deep into her mouth, a provocative mimicry of how he rode atop her. He snapped his hips even harder, his pelvis grinding against her knot of pleasure.
Sweet glorious heavens!
Adel found her release, gasping and shaking, never wanting such ecstasy to end. With a deep groan, and a few more rapid strokes, Edmond shuddered in her arms, gripping her tightly.
Their lips parted, and the heavy pants of their breathing mixed with the lash of rain against the window, and the crackle of the fire. The wind howled around the cottage and thunder cracked as the sky lit up with sudden lightning, yet neither of them seemed to notice.
He dropped his forehead to her, the sweat running from his hairline, down her forehead.
“There are days when I shudder in dread at the thought of what might have happened if you had not climbed into my bed, because I would now be wed to another. I’ve never desired another woman as I do you, Adeline.”
Adel choked, unable to speak. His lips curved in his sinfully alluring smile.
Then he pulled from her and stumbled from the bed.
