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Chapter 9
Without releasing her from his drugging kisses, Colin located the ribbons and buttons of her gown, and he began to undo them with slow deliberation and some considerable practiced skill. While his fingers worked their magic, his kisses inflamed Mina’s heart as he murmured sweet nothings as she melted in his arms. Mina breathed fast into his mouth as her heartbeat raced in a furious rhythm as she became lost in the taste and feel of him and the reactions he roused in her heart, body, and mind.
He brushed the lightest of kisses across her mouth before capturing her lower lip between his teeth to bite down gently. Urging her to her feet, he moved with deft expertise to urgently remove her clothing. Soon her gown, chemise, corset, and laces were stripped from her body, even her stockings were peeled seductively down her legs, leaving her bare to his hungry stare. Mina should have felt shy, but the veneration in his eyes stripped her of all modesty. She was so enthralled by Colin’s sensuality and glowed in his admiration.
“You are beyond lovely.” He dipped his head and kissed along her shoulders and down to her breasts.
Oh God!
“You are so exquisitely formed; you are a goddess I want to worship.”
Another kiss was placed between the valley of her breasts.
“I want to kiss and taste you all over, especially I want to savor the flavor of your quim.”
Mina was not ignorant and knew that which he had spoken of was her aching sex, which was clenching and had grown so wet, simply from his kissing her mouth.
“I want to see all of you too, Colin.”
He started to strip from his clothes. Mina watched, her eyes widening and holding her breath as he slowly revealed himself to her.
“I like how you are looking at me, Hermina,” he murmured huskily, tugging the shirt from his trousers.
It did not take long for him to also stand before her naked. Colin was resplendent, utter perfection in his brazen, virile masculinity. His shoulders and stomach were lean and delineated with muscle. Drawn to the magnificence of his body, she stepped closer to him. The need to touch him welled, and she bit the inside of her lower lip.
“Do not be shy,” he said roughly, his eyes dark with arousal. “If you want to touch me, come do it.”
A sweet ache pulsed in her chest. A breath shuddered from him when she lightly touched his chest with the tip of a finger. He was a wall of hardness and heat; and, acting on a lustful impulse, Mina leaned forward and kissed his chest. He groaned, and that encouraged her even more. She coasted her hands over his arms, chest, and stomach, brushing her fingers lightly over his manhood. It stood proud and thick and long, astonishing her with how different his flesh felt and how sensitive his body was to her touch.
He hissed when she took his length into her hands. At first, she was tentative with her touch. Then she became bolder as she familiarized herself with his size and wrapped her little hands around the part that seemed to intrigue her so much.
“Bloody hell,” he groaned, pulling from her as if he were being tortured.
Colin took her mouth in another deep kiss, allowing his hands to gently roam over her body. His touch enflamed her body, leaving a burn of pleasure in the wake of his fingertips. One of his hands slipped between their bodies, reaching down to her aching sex. She whimpered into his mouth when a finger gently slid into her now drenched core. The shock of feeling him there darted through her. Their kisses deepened, his tongue imitating the provocative movements of his finger as it gently stimulated her nerve endings as he moved inside her quim. A sharp quaking of desire stabbed low in her stomach, and she gripped his shoulders tightly.
Colin broke their kiss, lifting her into his arms, and then strode with her over to the chaise longue. He placed her down on the yielding cushions, standing to stare at the luscious tableau before him. One sweet kiss and he tenderly moved her legs apart, and came over her, blanketing her body with his heat and hardness. He kissed her neck, the tops of her breasts, before sucking each hardened nipple into his mouth.
Mina cried out at the exquisite sensations, restlessly shifting beneath him. Those heated lips continued down to her quivering belly. Gripping her knees, he opened her legs further.
“Colin, what are you doing?” she cried, coming up onto her elbows to peer at him.
The carnal look on his face as he stared at her most intimate parts had her entire body flushing with mortification and also delight. He blew against her curls, and she almost fainted.
“I am going to lick your pussy. I swear you will taste sweet.”
Mina believed she did faint at that provocative word, and it was the hot stab of his tongue against her folds that roused her man. She screamed, slapping a hand over her mouth to contain her cries.
Good heavens, this could not be what lovers did.
“Colin, I—”
She lost all thoughts as he sucked her pearl of pleasure into his mouth. His torrid, wicked kiss enveloped her in a haze of heat and desire. Something snapped inside of her, and she arched her hips up against his mouth, and he took that as encouragement to suckle even harder. Pleasure tore her apart…a piercingly exquisite sensation that felt like it had no end.
He came up above her, a tender yet lustful emotion gleaming in his eyes.
“Hold me, Mina, and do not let me go.”
“Never,” she promised, a fright filling her heart, for she wished with her entire soul his marriage offer had been genuine. How would she ever recover after being with him like this? How could she ever return to the emptiness of her life?
