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“Must you ask?” She writhed and squirmed on his lap, for with each strum of his fingers over that nubbin, her world tilted, and lovely sensation rushed to claim her. Again and again, he circled that button with a fingertip, then switched to a different, faster rhythm. “Make it count, Montague. I need a stronger touch.”
“I adore that you know how you wish to be pleasured.” And he followed instructions beautifully. As he rubbed his fingertips over that button, she hurtled closer and closer to the edge of bliss.
“Oh, yes!” She gasped as if she were drowning. The hand she rested on his shoulder clenched; her nails dug into his clothing. “So close!” He kept on tormenting that button. Coiling sensations that stacked with pressure inside shivered. As soon as he stroked two fingers inside her passage while keeping friction on her nubbin with his thumb, she was lost. Her hold on control fractured, and she screamed out her satisfaction as she tumbled into the void where only pleasure existed.
“Never will I tire of watching you come.” On the heels of a chuckle, he claimed her mouth and kissed her with abandon. Her new fiancé didn’t stop until they were both panting and breathless, and she continued to writhe on his lap.
“I want you, Hawk. Inside me. Right now.” A thunderous boom echoed through the darkened night, for the fireworks to mark the receding old year had begun. A smile curved her lips. “Send me flying to soar with the fireworks.”
“Gladly.” The captain kissed, licked, and fondled every portion of her body he could free from her clothing. Not to be outdone, Belle did the same to him, and she wished they were upstairs and that he hadn’t been shot. Imagine what he could do to her with the full use of both hands…
Not satisfied with his penchant to continue pleasuring her, she rose onto her knees, and quickly freed the buttons of his frontfalls. Seconds later, his hardened length fell into her palm. “Later, I’m going to need to explore this fellow at my leisure.”
Another boom of fireworks echoed through the night.
“You are going to send me to an early grave,” he said on the heels of a gasp. “And here I assumed I’d perish on a battlefield.” But he kissed her, and she reveled in that connection.
“Oh, I plan to keep you with me for a long time.” Then she closed her fingers around his rigid length, hot need rushed through her. “If only to do more of this.” With a grin that felt all too wicked, she maneuvered herself into position and then slowly and decadently slid down his shaft until she was fully impaled. He was so big, so thick that she was impossibly filled. “Good heavens,” she whispered and shivered atop him.
“Have you always been so captivating?” The man looked at her as if she were the most wonderful thing he’d ever seen.
“That is for you to say.” But his obvious awe warmed her through and through.
“You are. And then some.” With a growl deep from his throat, and a hard kiss to her lips, he gripped her hip with his good hand, his fingers tight enough on her skin she feared he’d leave marks, and he thrust upward with enough force to pull a surprised gasp from her. “Like that, do you?” He smirked.
“Show me what else you can do and why I should continue our engagement.” Oh, it was such fun to tease him!
Another handful of fireworks exploded in the air, and when she glanced over his shoulder toward the window, the very tips of the display could be seen.
“Unless I’ve missed my guess, you will lead me on a merry chase.”
“Why not?” She deliberately wriggled on his shaft and provoked a groan from him. “It will be lovely having a man chase me for a change.” Then she rose on her knees once more only to crash back down until she was thoroughly filled again.
Then there was no need for words. Belle moved up and down Hawk’s straining cock, slowly teasing him into what she hoped was insanity, then she changed her rhythm, claiming him with faster movements of her hips. Each time she shifted downward, he stroked upward. Every so often, she would rock upon him so that the root of his shaft rubbed against her swollen button. When that wasn’t enough contact, she bounced on him, taking him deep into her body until she shook with the need to fall into that glimmering release.
And true to his word, Hawk followed her. The fingers of his good hand dug into her hip. With every thrust, he claimed her mouth, tangled his tongue with hers in a mimic of how their bodies came together. Frantic, hard, and deep he went; she gyrated her hips, couldn’t have enough of the joining. Between the explosions, the sounds of her pleasure blended with his moans and whispered words of encouragement.
“I cannot last.” Pressure stacked and mounted in her belly. Need swirled and circled like a hungry beast. Hawk quickened his thrusts while she bounced up and down his shaft. With a cry, Belle threw back her head. Somehow, the pins had fallen from her hair and the tresses tumbled about her shoulders. The ends of it provided further stimulation to her nipples and proved to be her undoing. “Mon-ta-gue!”
The keening cry rang through the drawing room, punctuated by the continual bursting of fireworks to mark the passage into the New Year.
“Oh, God!” As Hawk found his own release, her body stiffened.
Belle screamed against as she tumbled, over and over, into that warm land of blissful pleasure. Contractions racked her core and greedily sucked at his pulsing length. She ground herself against him to prolong the sensations, but they were as fleeting and as hot as a shooting star. Spent and exhausted, she slumped into his chest, her arms wrapped around his shoulders, and her ragged breathing blended with his.
And the remainder of the fireworks display burst into the silence as she snuggled into him with her lips pressed to the side of his neck. “That was wonderful,” she whispered and was loath to move.
“Agreed.” For long moments he held her with his good arm about her waist. “If this is how our wedded life will begin, I cannot wait to start.”
“Neither can I.” After a while, she pulled back in order to peer into his face. “No long engagement. I want to be your wife as soon as possible.” Her chin quivered. “It is time to put Lady Ravenscroft to rest. That portion of my life is over, and I need to see what will happen as Mrs. Hawkins.”
The grin skating across his lips sent tremors of renewed need down her spine. “I shall enquire about a license in a few days.” Then he waggled his eyebrows. “But for now, perhaps we should retire upstairs. The staff will return soon.”
“Only if you promise me another bout of lovemaking once we are settled in for the night.” Warmth went through her cheeks from the request, but she didn’t care. She had missed such intimacy over the years.
“From this moment on, I shall endeavor to give you whatever you wish for.” Hawk brushed his lips over hers. “But I think you already know that.”
“I do, indeed.” Belle smiled and laid her head back on his shoulder.
