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His fingers trailed sensually up the inside of her legs to her thighs, leaving fire in their wake. The teasing strokes of his fingers as they dragged along the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs had the sweetest pressure building between her legs. His fingers found her secrets through the open seam of her drawers. An unnerving awareness feathered her nerves, and her core throbbed with an emptiness she did not understand.
“I ache…Percy, so very much. It feels like fire right under my skin.” Her voice was a whisper, but it elicited an answering groan from deep in his throat.
“Is this where you ache, my sweet Freddie?” he murmured, cupping her in a place she had never been touched.
“Yes,” she cried out at the molten heat invading her limbs.
His wicked fingers parted her drawers and caressed against her sex. The intimacy of his touch was almost unbearably exciting. With a tender glide of his fingertip, he stroked over her aching folds with delicacy. Her breathing fractured, and her mind muddled. He gently eased one of his long fingers into her aching depths, and she bit into his shoulder as the feeling became so intense it bordered on pain.
He covered her trembling lips with his and withdrew his intimate caress, returned with two fingers rimming her aching entrance, and proceeded with an even more torturously slow plunge into her. Though he seemed so careful, the pain and the sweetest pleasure mingled, driving her higher toward something wonderfully elusive.
Helpless against the emotions flooding her senses, helpless to stop the undulations of her hips, she slowly rode his fingers to the fever beating in her blood. Hungry, desperate cries spilled from her, mingling with his low, gravelly murmurs of approval. His fingers stroked her deeper…harder while his thumb slid sinuously across her aching nub. Everything inside of Frederica melted as fiery heat swamped her senses with bliss and pleasure exploded through her.
Percy shifted with her, lowering her back onto the cushions, nudging her legs open and moving between them, predatory heat glowing in his eyes. His head dipped, and she jerked in acute shock to feel the waft of his breath across her core.
“Percy?”
His answer was a wicked flick of his tongue against her wet sex, sending a sizzle of primal delight through her blood. Frederica moaned and twisted, unbearably flushed and heated. “Percy!”
“Shh,” he whispered against her mons. “We mustn’t be too loud, or else we’ll scandalize the coachman.”
With a gasp, she slapped her hand over her mouth.
“That’s it,” he said, nipping and kissing the inside of her thighs. “Each time you feel like you want to scream, press your heels into my back. I shan’t stop, but I’ll know my tongue is driving you wild, my sweet.”
His tongue licked over her, teasing her aching swollen nub. Frederica almost jackknifed from the carriage seat, her breath escaping in shuddering gasps. He raked his teeth over her straining nub, then sucked it hard. She whimpered and rocked against his face, lost in pleasure, straining toward that pinnacle of bliss again. When it came, Frederica screamed against her hand as waterfalls of sensations crashed through her, devastating her senses and leaving her shattered.
He lowered her dress and rested his forehead against her quivering belly. When he straightened slightly, she noted that his jaw was clenched as though he was in agony. His eyes were half-closed. She could feel the tension and the raw hunger inside him, yet he did not do any more. A surge of tenderness filled her, and she lightly touched his sweat-dampened dark hair.
She wanted to ask what this meant but held back the question.
It meant lessons on seductions while she enticed his heart. She fell a little bit more for him tonight. Frederica hoped the experience had also altered him, even though she perfectly knew that he was, after all, a rake despite everything. And she was taking a gamble: one where she could win…or lose.
