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His hands moved down her body, then fistful by fistful, dragged her skirts up until her legs were bared to him. He clutched her thighs just above her knees, squeezing the muscles as he ran his hands inward, his thumbs teasing the delicate skin along her inner thighs. Closer. Closer. And then his thumb and forefinger flicked inward, separating her folds and finding her nubbin, the contact of it pulling a gurgled mewl from her throat.
She flicked free the buttons of his trousers and scooted her bottom back slightly on the billiards table so she could gain angle to him. Her mouth dipped lower on his body as she tugged down his trousers, letting the full length of his member jut free from the cloth.
Both hands onto his shaft, wrapping it fully, she set her lips to the tip of it.
He froze, sucking in a wicked breath.
She angled her head so her eyes could lift to him as she swirled her tongue about the end of his cock.
The look on his face was pure carnality. His lips ajar, his breath panting, his eyes devouring what she was doing to his member.
She slipped her tongue down one side of his shaft, then the other. Having primed the full of it with her tongue, she went back to the tip and set her lips around his cock, sucking it in, inch by inch until he was deep in her throat, her lips at his hilt.
Drawing away, she danced her tongue back and forth against the hard muscle of it.
A hiss left his mouth as she sucked him in again.
Again and again, and his right hand lifted, sinking deep into the hair at the back of her head. Not controlling, just guarding against the possibility of her abandoning him.
She wasn’t about to. Harder. Faster. She took him in, using her teeth, every tilt of her tongue to draw out the groans from deep in his chest as her right hand clamped onto the base of him, her fingers fondling his ballocks.
His hips started moving against her, speeding, so close to exploding in her, but then he set a hand on her shoulder, starting to pull out. “Not yet. Not yet.”
She wouldn’t have it.
Pulling free of him, she looked up at him, her lips brushing the tip of his cock with every word. “You’re going to let me give this to you.” Her left hand wrapped around to his butt, gripping onto the rounded muscle as she slid his shaft deep into her mouth.
He was coming like this, and he was going to enjoy it.
Three long strokes where she extracted everything she could from him and she angled her face, looking up at him. His head had thrown back, agony on his face as he fought the last moments before the inevitable.
She sucked him in hard, teeth raking, and he shattered, a scream at his lips as the full of his seed filled her mouth. It didn’t stop her from working his shaft, even as his body convulsed, curling down over her, his hips jerking with every extra swipe she made with her tongue.
His breath heavy, his lungs pressing against the top of her head, he finally pulled himself upright and she released his worn cock from her mouth.
Still gasping for air, his grip went rock solid on her and he pulled her body toward him. She leaned into his chest, her lips against the heat of his skin.
Her voice soft, she edged into her question, so desperate to comprehend the darkness he refused to name. “Tell me, Evan. I just want to understand. I don’t know what’s going on here between you and your brother and your sister-in-law and why you refuse to marry.”
His breath still ragged, his hand in the thick of her hair clenched hard, his words weary, near to broken. “It cannot be understood.”
She tilted her head upward, her chin on his chest. “But it can. Tell me. I will not judge, I only want to listen. Ease the burden of whatever weighs upon you. And I can see how it weighs upon you. Ever since we stepped foot into the castle the weight on your shoulders is visible.”
He stared down at her, his mouth ajar as words almost formed to his lips.
But in the next instant, he snapped out of the wanton haze he was in and pushed himself away from her, his voice a wicked growl. “What is this—one of your whorehouse tricks? Suck my cock and I’ll tell ye anything?”
The slap was instant. Her arm flying before she even gained her feet, her palm directly across his face, stinging her own hand more than him.
She spun, shoving her skirts down and storming out of the room.
Leave him to his own blasted morbid silence.
The bastard deserved it.
{ Chapter 18 }
He was an ass.
