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Chapter Eighteen
His lips grazed the silky skin of her neck and then her collarbone, while his hands worked at the small knot holding the neck of her shift together. When he had it free, he bent and took a straining nipple into his mouth. She moaned and arched, and his hand found her other breast. He teased and licked at her until she was pressed hard against him.
His hand drifted to her knee, brushing over the velvet skin there, and sliding the hem of her shift up. “Help me take this off, lass.”
“Shouldn’t we turn down the lamps first?”
He frowned at her, at her big eyes and her tousled hair. “Why? I want to see you.” He touched one cheek as it bloomed with color. “Don’t feel shy. You’re perfect. I’ve been imagining you without that shift since I saw you at the train station, and I’ve not yet been disappointed.”
“Callahan!”
He grinned, feeling like a mischievous boy. “Well, it’s true.” He pushed the hem over her thighs, and she lifted her hips so he could slide it higher and then pull it over her head.
She was...he didn’t have the words. “Lass.” It was all he could think to say. He would have to show her what he was feeling, how much she pleased him. He bent his mouth to the underside of her breast, and she must have forgotten to be self-conscious because she moaned low and sweet. He kissed down her belly and toward the thatch of soft red curls at the juncture of her thighs. There he stopped and looked up at her. His eyes had a glint in them. “I want to try something, but I fear I might shock you.”
She blew out a breath. “I’m an agent of the Royal Saboteurs. I’m not easily shocked.”
He nodded sagely, trying not to show his amusement. “That’s good because I’ve never done this. Only heard about it.” He’d never wanted to do it before, but then he’d never had a woman like Bridget in his arms.
“Is it safe?”
“Safe enough, lass. Open your legs.”
“What?”
“I thought you were an agent of the Royal Saboteurs. Sure and you’re brave.”
She took a breath and slowly parted her legs.
“More, lass. I need to put me head between them.”
“Your head? That’s not right. I read you put your—er, manhood there.”
He chuckled. “Sure and I’d like to do that too, but I don’t think you’ll enjoy that much being this is your first time. I think you might enjoy this a bit more. That is, if me information is correct.”
“And what if the man who told you this was wrong?”
“There’s the rub, lass. It was a woman who told me.” He slid a hand between her thighs and parted them further. She was slick and ready for him, and he cupped her with his hand. She moaned and opened her legs just a bit more. She was pink and tempting under her red curls, and he couldn’t resist brushing his mouth over her.
She bucked.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No.”
He put his mouth on her again, flicked out his tongue to taste her. The scent of her, the taste, was heady and intoxicating. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No.”
Now he spread her legs easily and found the small nub he could tease to bring her to climax. Enjoying her pleasure as he touched her, he took his time. She was soft and so responsive that he could have done this for hours. He circled the sensitive nub with his tongue, making her cry out and fist her hands in the sheets. “Should I stop now?”
“Do not stop.” Curious as to her reaction, he slid a finger inside her. She clenched him with her muscles as he continued to lave at her small nub. Her body shook as he thrust into her and teased with his mouth relentlessly. And then she went still, and he felt her clench tightly around his finger and arch her hips to meet his mouth. She cried out, unintelligible words, but the pleasure in them was unmistakable.
Her eyes opened, so impossibly green, and she stared at him with such wonder. He moved over her, kissing her again, and when his hard cock brushed against her core, she moaned.
He loosed the fall of his trousers, pushed them over his hips and slid his cock over the wet juncture of her sex.
“Yes,” she said, hips rising to meet him. Slowly, he slid inside her. She was so tight, so wet, and her body seemed eager to take him. He resisted the urge to thrust deeply and angled up, brushing against that sensitive spot, and her eyes opened wide again, her mouth forming an O. He slid against her, slid in and out of her entrance until he could no longer resist the roll of her hips and the grasping of her inner muscles. He slid into her, felt her resistance, and paused, forehead on her shoulder, breath coming hard and fast.
