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Despite the courteous words, she could hear the strain in his voice as his eyes swept over her.
“You have a new dress.”
“An old one, actually. And a nightgown, not a dress,” she added, blushing. One she had once planned to wear on her wedding night but it hadn’t been ready in time. She wasn’t even sure why she’d kept it, but watching Temel’s face as he surveyed the frivolous froth of silk and lace, she was glad she had. “It’s a little tighter than it used to be.”
He traced his finger along the low neckline, her breasts already threatening to spill over the tight bodice.
“I do not consider that a fault. Now remove it.”
Her breath caught, her heart racing even faster.
“Please,” he said, gently, despite the strain she could hear in his voice. “Let me see you, my sweet.”
She gave a shaky nod, and started to untie the ribbons holding the gown on her shoulders but her fingers trembled so much she couldn’t manage it. He put a big hand over hers, stilling the jerky movements.
“Do you want me to help you?”
“Yes, please.”
He carefully untied the ribbons, the silken ends falling down her sides, but she clutched the gown against her chest before it could follow. The silver in his eyes softened as he studied her.
“Do you want to wait? Take more time?”
“No,” she whispered, took a deep breath, and let go of the gown.
It cascaded to her feet, the silk caressing her body as it fell, leaving her completely exposed to him. His eyes blazed silver as he studied her and then he sank to his knees in front of her.
“Exquisite,” he murmured, his big, warm hands sliding down across her hips.
His eyes were completely silver now as he reached for her foot. She hadn’t expected that and she had to put a hand on his broad shoulder for balance as he ran his thumb across the arch, then stroked a callused palm up over her ankle to the delicate skin of her calf.
He did the same thing with her other leg, then let his hands drift up to her knees, pausing to circle them.
“So soft,” he murmured, then trailed his fingers up her inner thighs.
Her legs were shaking, and she was so aroused she felt a silky drop trickle down her thighs. He caught it with his thumb, licking away the tiny droplet before urging her legs further apart. Even from above she could see the plump folds of her sex, already flushed and glistening. A sudden bout of shyness urged her to close her legs but he held them easily in place as he studied her. He suddenly leaned forward, pressing his face against her as he inhaled deeply.
“Temel,” she gasped, her hips bucking forward instinctively.
He growled, those strong, talented hands moving around to cup her bottom and yank her even closer. His tongue swiped the full length of her slit before flicking over her throbbing clit. Once. Twice. The third time, he closed his lips around it and sucked.
It was like lightning exploding in her brain. Her nails dug into his shoulders as her entire body shuddered and she cried out, writhing against him as he held her firmly against his mouth, prolonging her climax until she could barely stand.
He finally gentled his touch, but his tongue continued to explore, licking over every inch of her. She moaned, the sound echoing in the silent room as her arousal started to build again. Her head fell back helplessly, her eyes closing, but then he thrust one of those thick fingers deep inside her, and her eyes flew open.
He was watching her, his gaze fixed on her face, his mouth still against her sex, and those silver eyes glowing. She stared down at him, completely unable to look away. He found the little nub of her clit again, suckling it gently, his eyes still on her face. He did something different with his tongue, a swirling motion that made her gasp as he brought her closer to the brink once more. The swirl of his tongue and the occasional flick of his thumb across the tiny pucker of her rear hole made her shudder as sensation overtook her.
Her sex clenched around his finger and her inner muscles tightened in anticipation as the ball of heat at her core began to expand outward. Her breath stuttered in her chest when he looked up at her, holding her firmly in place as he drew her clit into his mouth again.
“Temel!”
Her cry echoed through the room as the waves of ecstasy crashed over her. His eyes still didn’t waver, those piercing silver eyes locked on her, and her body convulsed in his grasp. She threw back her head, her mouth open in a wordless scream as she rode out the orgasm.
“So beautiful,” he whispered, as she finally came back to reality.
She sagged against him, his words filling her with pleasure, then blinked in surprise. Somehow they had ended up on the floor in front of the fireplace, but she didn’t even remember moving.
“You told me you were going to make me scream. You didn’t tell me you were going to make me pass out.”
