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Isabel giggled, her hands trailing over his stomach to reach his breeches.
“Well, I’m an honest woman. And the idea of being taken like a wild animal sounds very ... seductive.”
“You’re probably the first woman to say that.”
“I like to be different.”
“I know that much.” Richard ran his hands over her hips. “I’m not taking anything else off until you undress. I’m not going to be the only one who strips this time.”
That had been tempting fate the other night. Isabel had been talking to Richard, and they forgot the time. So they carried on the conversation upstairs, and it wasn’t until Richard was taking off his clothes that Isabel realized that she needed to leave. But she couldn’t. Not when she saw that beautiful chest of his. She hadn’t touched him behind that, but it had given her a sleepless night knowing that she could touch even more.
She couldn’t wait to explore his body.
Stepping back, Isabel eased her dress off her shoulders and let it slip to the floor. Richard’s eyes followed the dress before drifting up her body, groaning when he saw her undergarments.
“No corset?”
“You think I was going to make it harder for myself?” Isabel took the straps of her stays down her arms and also dropped it to the floor. “I knew what was coming, and I’m not slowing down.”
Richard growled as Isabel took off the rest of her undergarments, kicking aside her shoes before lifting a foot onto the bed to roll one of her stockings down.
“For someone who’s never been intimate with a man, you certainly know how to tempt me.”
“I’m glad.” Isabel cast a glance over at him with a grin, noticing that his arousal was pressing against his breeches. “I thought you were going to take off more clothes once I did. I want to see more than just your chest.”
“Whatever you want, darling wife.”
Isabel nearly tumbled when Richard kicked off his shoes and undid his breeches, pushing them down his thighs. She wobbled and got the other stocking off, crawling up onto the bed. She squealed when Richard grabbed hold of her ankle, tugging her towards him.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He flipped her onto her back, grinning as he towered over her. “You’re not getting away that easily.”
“I was just getting into bed.”
“Oh, really?” Richard kissed her. “Or were you tempting me with your backside wiggling in the air?”
Isabel started to protest, but Richard’s kisses were very distracting. She ran her hands down his side and over his back, exploring the muscles that twitched under her touch. How he managed to be so firm and solid when all he did was sit at a desk with a book and a magnifying glass, Isabel had no idea. But she wasn’t complaining.
Richard’s kisses moved from her mouth to her neck, trailing very slowly down with his hands cupping her breasts. Isabel gasped as he squeezed them, and then his mouth was on them, his tongue lapping at one breast before sucking it into his mouth. The new sensation was one that had Isabel writhing beneath him. She grabbed his head and tried to pull him up towards her, but Richard pulled away with a chuckle.
“Not yet, love. Not until I’ve tasted you.”
“But you’ve already tasted me.” Confused, Isabel went up onto her elbows and watched as Richard slid off the bed, pushing her legs apart. “What are you doing?”
Richard flashed her a grin.
“You’ll see.”
“Is this ... part of lovemaking?”
“Last time I checked, it was.” Richard’s fingers brushed over the curls between her legs, rubbing against a part of her that had Isabel moaning. “I think you’re going to love it as much as the actual act.”
“Try me.” Why was she suddenly sounding breathless? “I want to find out.”
Richard’s smile was devilish as he tugged her towards him and buried his face between her legs. The first touch of his tongue against her most intimate parts had Isabel falling back with a moan. God, that felt good. She could feel her legs shaking as Richard licked her, and then he was pushing a finger inside her. The strange sensation melted away, and Isabel was sure her eyes had rolled into the back of her head.
She wrapped her legs around Richard’s shoulders, grabbing his head and holding on as he devoured her. He nibbled and swiped at her with his tongue, a second finger joining the first and thrusting with a speed that made Isabel feel like she would come apart. She writhed in his hold, not sure whether she wanted more or to push him away.
All of it just felt too good.
