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Chapter Twelve
“Come here,” he ordered softly, patting his lap. “I want to hold you.”
The firelight enhanced the warm blush on her face and only made her appearance that more endearing.“What if I say no?” she asked.
“Do you want to say no? Because a moment ago, just before you questioned me, I saw you move to obeyme.” Isaac’slips ticked up. “Louisa, I can see what is going through your mind; what is haunting you.”
“You can?” Louisa asked, her voice more of a whisper than anything else.
“Do you know thatI do not go to men’s clubs like Whites or Brooks? Aside from the fact that those clubs have no appeal for me, I cannot play a game of cards if my life depended on it. I do not play games, Louisa. I am telling you that I want you for who you are, not for what you think you should be.”
Her head dropped a little, then she laughed quietly. “It’s very obvious that you can see right through me.”
“Will you just come here?” he asked. “You are about five feet away from me, but it feels as if you area mile away.
She stood and before moving to him, untiedher apron and set it on the chair’s arm. Louisa crossed over to him; Isaac reached out for her and gently pulled her unto his lap. Almost immediately she started squirming and asdelightful as he was to feel her plump bottom on his lap, he stilled it by tightening his arms around her.
Without a word, he reached for the glass of wine and placed it at her lips. Louisa covered his hands with both of hers and gently sipped the sweet wine. When she pulled away, the tip of her tongue slipped out and ran over her lips—making Isaac groan a little.
Her eyelids fluttered down as she took another drink,and he noticed how long and luxurious her lashes were. They were soft curved fans resting on her cheeks.She pulled away, as her cheeks reddened for another reason. Isaac set the glass back down.
Again, he silently reached around her neck and pulled the ties from her hair, and she gasped a little as the thick tresses tumbled down her shoulders. His hand sunk in the silky mass and held it there. “I want you, Louisa. You are not a plaything that I will put to the side as you think I will when I find a replacement for you.”
Bracing her hands on his shoulders, Louisa licked her lips a little before she leaned in and gently placed themon his. Proud of her, desire sparked alive inside Isaac’s heart. He felt when her courage gave out and gently took over.
With one hand around her neck and bracing her jaw with his thumb, Isaac deepened the kissand it surged with hunger, their tongues twining and stroking and suckling. The need for her began to twist his insides and his free hand inched up to her breast.
At the barest touch, she startled and jerked away but Isaac held her tight. “Don’t shy away from me, sweet. I want to touch you and when you are brave enough you will touch me to. Inside you is a sensuous creature, Louisa, let me show you how to free it.”
“I—I,” she swallowed. “I have never been touched there too.”
“I know.” Isaac’s voice was husky, ragged with want and sounded foreign to his own ears. And just before claiming her mouth again, he said, “And I want to be all your firsts.”
His kiss growing hotter and hotter,he found that he wanted more—more of her body and to taste her skin. He had not felt arousal as heavy and profound as this before, thrumming through his veins and lightening a fire inside his gut. He wanted his mouth on every section of her skin, over her breast, and further down her body, giving her a wicked kiss that he knew she would have never expected.
But small steps, Isaac, small steps. She is untouched.
Isaac pulled away from her mouth and wandered over her chin and jaw. He paused to nip and suckle on her earlobe before licking his way down her neck. A whimper escaped her throat, and he took is as a go-ahead to cup and touch her breast again. Before that, he gently lifted her and sat her away from him, placing her back to his chest.
As hishot mouth roamed over her, he tasted cool skin with a hint of soap and one of hispalms fitted over her breasts, cupping and fondling her through the bodice. His other hand rested on her belly and felt, with pleasure, the soft hitching and spasming of her muscles. He knew she was aroused, and he felt himself hardening in his trousers.
Beneath the thin layer of her cotton dress, he felt her nipple bead tight and he pinched it a littlemaking her jump.His mouth edged back to her ear, “One day I want to unbutton your dress and let my lips map your body.”
Her head fell on his shoulder while Isaac kissed the crook of her neck. His mouth latched onto her pulse point sucking hard—but not hard enough to bruise—whilehis thumb strummed lazily across its hardened tip. Louisa’s fingers sunk into his thigh as her belly trembled and her mouth emitted soft gasps.
He was utterly arousedand he knew that she had to feel it—but while the heat in his blood pressed to do more, prudence stopped him. It was her first time being pleasured by a man—he could not do every lustful thing he wanted to do to her.
Not yet, anyway. That time will come.
Slowly, Isaac pulled away from her neck and breast while still stroking her belly, while still holding her tight. He dropped soft closed-mouth kisses on her skinbut did not do more to arouse her.
Louisa lifted her head from his shoulder but turned to nestle her face under his jaw. “Isaac…” she whispered. “Am I feeling you under my bottom?”
He kissed her jaw.“Yes. That is what you do to me.”
She shifted and a ragged moan of pure desire nearly left his mouth but he clamped his teeth hard over it andgrabbed her hips. “Stay still, Louisa, orthis might escalate to a level we both know you cannot handle; well, at this time at least.”
Reaching for the wineglass, Isaac sipped some of it to soothe his parched throat, then offered it to Louisa. His arousal began to simmerand Isaac loved feeling her on his lap, no matter how torturous it was to have her there.
