Page 87 of Tempting the Marquess

“Well, my lord. Whatnext?”

He stared at her hungrily. “You place a pillow under your head, and another under yourhips.”

Samantha gave him a quizzical look, but obeyed. It was rather a decadent pose, arching up both her breasts, and quim…oh. “You have sinful plans, you rakishrake.”

“Me? I’m unsure what you mean, madam. When faced with generous hills, and a succulent golden valley to conquer, an explorer can only rise to the challenge.”

She laughed, but the laugh became a whimper as his mouth fastened on her nipple and sucked hard. With the extra sensitivity, it felt incredible. While he sucked, two fingers plucked her other nipple, and then he changed over. Again and again he went back and forth, lapping and scraping and pinching the taut peaks until she was panting for breath.

Then he moved, and settled himself between her thighs, nudging her until she draped them over his shoulders.

“William?”

“If we’d had more time that night at Hastings House, I would have spent hours acquainting myself with your quim. I’ve seen it and felt it, and the scent of you makes me so damned hard. Now I’m going to taste you while you watch.”

Samantha shivered. The tight curls between her legs glistened with her own wetness, and her clitoris throbbed unbearably. Was he actually goingto…

Oh God. Hewas.

Acute pleasure buffeted her entire body as his tongue dragged against her secret flesh. Up and down and around he licked her, only stopping to torment her with delicate flicks of her clitoris and deep plunges into her quim. It was almost too much, and yet instead of halting him, her hands slid down and cupped his head, threading fingers through his silky hair and pressing him closer.

“More,” she pleaded.

“Greedy darling, wanting to come so soon. A feast must be savored.”

“I c-can’twait.”

William shook his head, the action making her moan as the slight roughness of his jaw stimulated her to further heights. “You haveto.”

“No. Please. Please,” she sobbed, desperate for the release that danced just out of reach. “I needyou.”

Finally William took pity on her, and just as he’d pleasured her nipples earlier, he fastened his mouth over her clitoris and suckedhard.

Her climax exploded, a rough, powerful wave of sensation that began at her core and spread out, leaving her screaming helplessly into her pillow. Yet he didn’t stop, but kept sucking and lapping her with his talented, dexterous tongue until she came a secondtime.

At last he gently shifted her legs from his shoulders and moved away. Instead of boneless lethargy, raw energy fueled her, and she scrambled up onto her knees and pushed him onto hisback.

“Why, Lady Samantha. What are you doing?”

“Nothing at all, my lord,” she replied, attacking the front flap of his trousers.

Soon, hot, hard flesh spilled into her hands, and when she caressed the engorged head of his cock, he groaned.

“It’s all right…you don’t haveto.”

“I want to,” said Samantha, fascinated by the pearly moisture gathering at thetip.

Leaning down, she darted out her tongue and tasted him as he’d tasted her. The moisture was salty-sweet, and as she licked, more began to appear.

“Christ,” said William hoarsely, his hands gripping the quilt as his hips bucked. “You are a very fast learner.”

She smiled inwardly. Good. He deserved to suffer a little. It wasn’t like he’d shown her mercy as soon as she begged forit.

“Oh no,” said Samantha, idly cupping his cock with both hands. “I have so much to learn. Perhaps you might give me some instructions?”

“What. You are doing. Is fine,” he groundout.

“And if I do this?” she asked, closing her lips around the head and sucking.