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My breath stutters at the feel of the bulge that’s come to rest against my core.
Casimir lets out a soft groan as if he’s as affected as I am. From the hardness of the shaft straining against his trousers, maybe he actually is, even if I can’t wrap my head around that fact.
His lips brush mine as he speaks. “I would like to caress every part of your lovely body without the gown in the way. Perhaps another time, in another place…”
I hum urgently in agreement, not wanting to think that far ahead, and yank his mouth back to mine.
We kiss and grind against each other with growing fervor. Casimir’s hands caress more jolts of giddiness through my chest, and I chart the delectable muscles beneath his shirt with clumsier but no less eager strokes.
My fingers graze the slightly raised scar of his dedication brand, and I tug them away. Ardone may have inspired some of my lover’s talents, but she has no place here now.
This is only about him and me.
With every rock of his hips between my thighs, the skirt of my gown has ridden up. My drawers are absolutely soaked.
Casimir presses his straining bulge against me with another pulse of bliss that reverberates through my nerves. My legs twitch around him, and a mewling sound that I hardly recognize as my own voice tumbles from my mouth.
He tucks one hand between us to cup my sex, and I clamp my teeth to muffle a moan. My hips buck to meet him, beyond any remaining self-control. My mind is hazed with pleasure and the keening need for release.
Casimir’s voice comes out ragged and husky. “I want to be inside you, Ivy.”
“Yes,” I mumble, realizing he’s waiting for a response. “As soon as possible, please.”
His chuckle is ragged too, with an edge of desperation that only inflames me more. He parts the overlapping folds of fabric in my underskirt and drawers that allow for all sorts of private activities without a full undressing.
In an equally deft movement, he works himself free from his trousers. At the slide of his cock’s tip over my sex, I shiver in eager anticipation.
Casimir exhales shakily and loops one of his arms behind me to cradle my head. “You feel so good even like this.”
I swallow a groan of mingled pleasure and frustration and manage to mutter, “Could feel even better.”
With a lighter laugh, he circles his thumb over my clit and then guides himself into me.
The stretch of his shaft filling me brings a deeper rush of bliss than anything before. My fingers dig tighter into his shirt.
As I sway to welcome him, Casimir bows his head over mine. With each thrust, our noses graze each other. His breath tingles across my lips in hot little pants.
Every collision of our bodies sends me spiraling higher. I don’t know how to do anything but clutch his shoulder and jerk my hips up to meet his.
Between breaths, praise spills from his lips. “That’s the way. You’re absolutely lovely, Ivy. Mmm, can you take me even deeper?”
When I tilt my hips in answer, he plunges far enough to set off a headier bolt of pleasure inside me. At my stifled cry, he pecks a smiling kiss to my lips. “Yes, just like that, Ivy.”
The sound of my name vaguely penetrates my lustful daze, even as the final wave of my release swells inside me. He’s been saying it rather a lot, hasn’t he?
Then it hits me, with a pang straight through my heart.
Casimir knows I’ve been nervous about how much he’s interested inmerather than the ghost I’m harboring. He wants me to be sure that it’s me, Ivy, he’s thinking of while we fuck—me he’s delighting in possessing.
And just like that, it’s more than fucking. It’s a deluge of emotion sweeping through me alongside the orgasm that’s just burst from my core like a shooting star.
My nerves sing and my heart wrenches in tandem. I cling to the courtesan through the whirlwind of ecstasy, gasping with both pain and pleasure.
Casimir’s chest hitches, and he pumps into me again and again, sending me soaring higher. As he shudders over me with his own release, my fingers tangle in his rumpled shirt.
I want to squeeze him to me and never let go.
I’m falling for this man. Falling so hard I’ve hit the broken-hearted center of it before I even realized.
