Page 47 of The Tempting of a Devilish Lord

“Goodness.”

Flickers of pleasure lit in her immediately and she moved against the hardness of him. He used his grip on her hips to shift her again, urging her to rock slightly back and forth.

Water spilled over the edge of the tub once more, but she could not bring herself to care. Alex’s jaw worked when she slid back and forth, his nostrils flaring slightly as though this movement was bringing him as much pleasure as it was her.

“This is...quite scandalous indeed...” she murmured.

“You should see it from my point of view.”

Lucinda imagined what he saw, her all wet, riding him with abandon, and her body pulsed. She loved that Alex revealed that side of her, that she could see herself as someone exciting and adventurous. There were times when the woman who feared scandal above all else still reared her head, but Alex never failed to aid her in seeing who she really was. It was hard to believe she had been willing to consign herself to a life of boredom with Bernie or even alone when this was at her fingertips.

“That’s it,” he urged when she picked up the pace.

Hot pleasure sizzled through her. She moved back and forth, creating great waves of water as her breaths came in pants. Gratification ran through her veins until the sensation built and she stilled, allowing it to crescendo through her. Eyes clenched tightly shut, she let the bliss lap over her, savoring each pulse until it ebbed. When she opened her eyes, she found Alex staring up at her as though she was the most beautiful, sensual being in the world.

“Out,” he ordered abruptly.

“I—”

“Get out of the bath,” he said tightly. “I need you on that bed right this second.”

“Oh.” She struggled to stand, her soggy skirts weighing her down.

“Damn it, woman, not quick enough.” Hands to her hips, he lifted her with him, his naked body aligned with hers. She might well have collapsed at the feel of him so close and so, so naked had he not been holding her.

He lifted her, hooked one arm under her legs and marched over to the bed, dropping her unceremoniously onto it.

“I’ll get the bed wet,” she protested.

“We’re being adventurous, remember?” He moved over her, and she dropped her head back against the pillow, any fight vanishing.

He plucked at the waist of her dress. “There’s no way I am getting these wet clothes off you.” He pushed her skirts up until they were bunched around her thighs. “At least not quickly enough for my liking.”

“Well, you were the one who pulled me in.”

“And you were the one who snuck into my bedroom.”

“Then perhaps we are even.” She moved her arms around his shoulders as he shifted forward and braced himself on one elbow and eyed her. She lifted her hips in invitation.

“Let me remember the prim little woman I once met on a rock, just for a moment.”

“Alex!” she moved into him again.

“That’s enough remembering.” He rolled suddenly, taking her with him and urging her to straddle him, much like in the bath. “If you are on top you can control it better.” He smirked. “And I get a better view.”

“I have little idea what I am doing,” she warned him, her throat tightening.

She could not quite believe what she was about to do but the fire blazing through her veins would not let her do anything else. She loved this rake, this scandalous man, with every powerful beat of her heart, and she wanted nothing more than to be properly joined with him.

She rocked against him, like in the bath, and he bunched her skirts up with his teeth gritted. With no fabric between them, she gasped at the feel of his hot flesh touching her delicate center.

He guided her with her hips and lifted her a little. Swallowing hard, she sank slowly onto him, feeling him breach her just a little. She gulped down some air and sank deeper, eyes wide at the sensation. There was no chance she could have prepared herself for the stretching, full sensation, but by God, was it wonderful.

Lucinda moved a little quicker now, taking him into her inch by inch until they were fully joined. Alex’s grip on her shook, and tension clung to his jaw. She waited a few moments before slowly lifting and lowering again.

“Goodness.”

He nodded. “You can say that again.”

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