Page 69 of A Raven Revived

Fitz barely made it through the door to their townhouse before Daisy wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. He glimpsed Jasper as he walked in, probably to take their coats, but he made a quick retreat. He was going to have to give the poor man an increase in pay. He hadn’t known what he was signing up for when he took the job.

Fitz chuckled as he pulled back from her. “You’re going to scandalize our staff.” He took her coat and draped it with his over the railing.

“Well,” she said haughtily, “they’d better get used to it, because I don’t plan on stopping.” Amusement flickered in her eyes, and he laughed in sheer joy.

“Get upstairs, you little minx.”

Laughter continued to float down behind her as she raced up the stairs just ahead of him. She was already unbuttoning her blouse when he closed the bedroom door. He stood, transfixed as it opened wider, revealing more of her skin.

“Are you going to repeat what you did when you came to my room at the inn?”

She swallowed, her breasts rising and falling as her breathing became more rapid. “Would you like that?”

“I don’t know if I could manage to keep my hands off you this time.” His arousal was already throbbing desperately in his trousers as she allowed her bodice to float to the floor.

He removed his coat and waistcoat and draped them over the chair, his eyes never leaving her as she pushed her skirt and petticoats to the floor. She removed her corset cover, but then she stopped.

“I want to see it this time.” Her eyes flicked to his groin.

Her lurid demand made him even more desperate to have her. He removed the rest of his clothes in short order, leaving them in a pile on the floor. He took a step closer, her gaze fixed on his eager erection.

Gently, she wrapped her fingers around it, her eyes growing wide when it twitched in her hand. He groaned as she slowly moved her hand up and down his length. Her tentative movements sent flashes of pleasure through his body. It was unbelievably tantalizing, and he was loath to stop her.

He groaned again. “As much as I’m enjoying this, if you’re going to want to make use of that for something else soon, you’re going to need to stop.”

“Can you tell me what happens?” She removed her hand, and he blew out a long breath, pushing himself back from the edge.

“Well, you know what happens to you when you reach your climax?”

She nodded and waited for him to continue.

“I assume mine feels similar, but I also spill my seed when that happens. After that, it becomes unusable for a time.”

“You mean, soft, like it was this morning before you touched my breasts?”

He nodded. “Exactly like that, except it takes a little while before it can do this again.” He pointed to himself.

“Does that mean we’ll have to stop?”

“No. I still have a tongue and ten fingers, which can bring you plenty of pleasure.”

She wrapped her fingers back around him. “Then I want to see it happen.”

“Well, I daresay you won’t have long to wait.” He groaned as she moved faster and more confidently. He was so close. Her lips parted as she looked up at him and back at her hand as she stroked him. Her tongue darted out to wet them and her breathing accelerated. She was enjoying this too. His pleasure surged at the thought and ripped through him.

“My God, Daisy.” With a curse, he let go. He reached out to grab the bedpost to steady himself as ecstasy pulsed through him, his seed spilling in her hand and over her arm. She didn’t recoil, as he’d feared. Instead, she smiled and looked up at him.

“You are the most incredible thing that has ever happened to me.” He kissed her briefly, then steered her to the bed. “Sit, and I’ll get a cloth to get you cleaned up.”

When that was finished, he kissed her with all the love and gratitude he felt, until she was gasping for breath.

“Now, it’s my turn,” he said.

She nodded eagerly as he reached around and loosened the laces of her corset. He unhooked it and dropped it onto the floor with her other clothes. Her nipples stood out against the thin fabric of her chemise, and he couldn’t resist drawing one into his mouth. She gasped, her fingers gripping the bedding on both sides of her. He opened his mouth and flicked roughly with his tongue. She called out his name and arched her back pressing her breast more firmly against his mouth.

He smiled up at her before moving to the other nipple. Her response to him was extraordinary. He would never tire of watching her writhe with pleasure.

“Fitz, please. I need more.”

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