Page 94 of Scandal’s Daughter

Yes. Yes, indeed she was speechless.

Entirely robbed of any coherent thought or grasp on the English language as she was reduced to an incoherent bundle of nerves that could do nothing more complex than gasp and murmur with delight as his lips and hands began to explore her.

“Oh!” was the most rational sound she was capable of as he kissed a path to her breasts and drew one aching nipple into the warm heat of his mouth.

She whimpered and arched into him, sinking her hands into his dark hair and grasping at the thick locks. She allowed her hands to slide down his neck, exploring the great expanse of silky skin that covered his broad back and shoulders.

Grasping at the heavy muscle of his arms, she moved restlessly beneath him, aware of a growing sense of emptiness, a need to be joined with him that made her impatient.

He chuckled against her skin, clearly more aware than she was of what it was she needed as he worked his way down her stomach, painting her skin with his tongue as he descended lower.

She shivered, too intrigued to be embarrassed by the intimate path he was set upon. With delicate fingers, he parted the curls at the apex of her thighs and with a last, lingering look of challenge in his eyes, lowered his mouth to her most delicate skin.

Momentarily startled, she hauled in a breath and then gave a perfectly shocking moan as pleasure radiated through her body. Georgiana had never felt so completely exposed, and not just physically.

There was such trust in this, such pleasure in knowing he wanted to love and please her. She was lost in the feel of his tongue, sliding over her, at times teasing, at others demanding as he alternately lapped and tormented her.

Any sense of embarrassment she might have felt in looking down and seeing that dark head bent between her thighs dissipated with the knowledge that she was loved.

This was very different from the only other time they had been intimate. Then she had been so dreadfully afraid, certain he was toying with her and unable to relinquish herself fully to the joy of his touch.

Now she allowed herself to be overwhelmed by it, rushing with greedy abandon to the pinnacle of pleasure as he continued to tease and indulge her tender flesh with his mouth and tongue.

She sucked in a breath as she felt the intimate touch of his fingers as they slid inside her, first one, then another, caressing and stroking in unison with his tongue as his mouth closed over her once again.

Her thighs fell further apart with wanton sensuality as her hips rose towards him, encouraging him as she cried out and clutched at the bed clothes as the climax shook her and she fell into a voluptuous sea of bliss.