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“Good.” He pulled from her body, and she bit her lip because there was indeed an aching twinge.
Alexander held her securely against his chest, walked over to the bed, and lowered her onto the mattress. He whisked the nightgown from her body, appreciation hot in his eyes as he stared at her nakedness. “You are beautiful.”
She couldn’t help laughing. “I believe I enjoy your flattery, my lord.”
He stripped off his clothes, and she came upon her elbows, watching him shamelessly. Once naked, he prowled over to her. She shimmered off the bed and brought her hands up to press her palms against the naked wall of his chest. She was astonishingly conscious of his virile appeal.
“How wicked can I be with you, my darling Lucinda?”
The arousal which had ebbed with her release pricked at the base of her spine. “I am entirely corruptible, my lord. Be wicked with me.”
His eyes gleamed with a decadently carnal light. “Go on the bed, and do not lie on your back. Go down on your elbows and knees and arch your delightfully plump derriere into the air.” Alexander chuckled. “From your blush, I see that you have never yet romped that way. Your husbands were damn fools.”
She sniffed and tossed her head. “I do not blush…I am a woman of the world.”
He leaned forward and kissed the tip of her nose. “Whatever you say, my sweet.”
She could feel the sexual charisma that made him so carnally confident. Lucinda smiled, aware of the predatory dominance in his gaze and the weakness that assailed her limbs. She climbed onto the bed and positioned precisely as he’d commanded, and he groaned.
The sound was like a benediction, and sensuality flowed through her. Alexander was so disturbing to her in every dangerous sense. Surely such an attraction and need between them could only be perilous.
Her thoughts scattered at the heated lick at the back of her thighs and up to the globes of her buttocks which he delicately nipped. She twisted the sheets below her, her body already knotted with need, her clitoris aching at the pleasure her body knew it would receive. His mouth disappeared, and the next sensation that bowed her back was the feel of his tongue sliding through her slit. A whimper tore from her, and a delightful shiver of want throbbed through her body. She bit her lower lip and lifted her hips, arching into his touch.
He worked his tongue over the folds of her sex and her nub of pleasure until Lucinda was a trembling mess. Using his mouth and tongue, he explored the soft lines of her back, the curve of her hips and waist, each caress a sensuous path to ecstasy. Desire coursed through her veins like an awakened river.
“I needed this,” she confessed on a broken sob. “Need you, Alexander,” she gasped, arching into his mouth, shattering into thousands of pieces.
His weight came over her, his heat blanketing her body. He nuzzled the back of her neck, his body's sweetly intoxicating masculine scent overwhelming her. Reaching under her, he cupped her breasts, which felt so heavy and swollen with desire. His cock pressed into her from behind, one of his hands on her hip, holding her steady when she would have flinched from the heavy, invading pressure.
“You can take me,” he crooned in the curve of her throat, raking his teeth over her wildly fluttering pulse. “Your cunny is damn tight, but we fit, my sweet, we fit.”
His hips inexorably surged forward, and her breasts tingled as they rubbed over the sheets beneath her. Lucinda felt impaled…invaded…loved by the tender way he kissed her throat and the soothing words he groaned even as he spoke words of erotic filthiness. He pumped his hips over and over, and sensations gathered and coiled tight in her belly. Her lover rode her long and hard until another release powered through her body. Her quim clenched so tightly on his cock that it restricted his movements. He growled low in his throat.
But Alexander did not stop, gripping her hips even tighter, riding her through her continuous release, until, with a harsh groan, he pulled from her and released his seed with a heated splash on her buttocks. Lucinda collapsed onto the bed with a laugh, pressing her face into the pillow.
“I am a wanton,” she murmured, oddly delighted with the knowledge.
“I love that you are so passionate.”
Alexander tenderly cleaned her and then came down on the bed beside her. She sighed when he curved his hand beneath her hip and drew her so she splayed over his body. She tucked her head under his chin, a soft sigh of contentment escaping her.
This felt…perfect.
“I am leaving in a few hours for Derbyshire. I will return in a few days.”
“I will look forward to your return,” she whispered. “Why do you go?”
“My family. Hannah missed my presence fiercely when I was away. When I informed her I was going to town, she seemed saddened.”
Warmth filled her chest. “And her happiness matters to you.”
“Yes,” he admitted gruffly. “I am like a father to her. I know that.”
“Will you tell why she feels so?”
“She never met our father. He died when our mother was five months with child.”
“Oh, Alexander, that must have been terrible for the family.”
