Page 49 of The Devil's Bargain
When he kissed her, it felt like their first real kiss—no schemes, no manipulation, just pure love and promise.
“Take me home,” Caroline whispered against his mouth. “I believe we have a marriage to consummate.”
Devlin laughed, joy bubbling up like champagne in his chest. “As my wife commands.”
Caroline sat pressed against Devlin’s side, his arm around her waist, neither speaking but both acutely aware of what was to come. When his fingers traced idle patterns on her hip, she shivered despite the warmth of the carriage.
Inside their home, Devlin dismissed the servants for the night. Caroline led the way up the stairs, her heart thundering with each step. At her chamber door, she turned to find him watching her with an intensity that heated her core.
In answer, she caught his cravat and pulled him down for a kiss. He groaned against her mouth, one hand tangling in her hair while the other fumbled with the door handle. They stumbled inside, barely breaking apart long enough to breathe.
“Help me with these buttons,” she whispered, starting with a button at the collar. His fingers trembled slightly as he worked other ones free, pressing kisses to each inch of skin he exposed.
“Do you have any idea,” he murmured between kisses, “how long I’ve dreamed of this? Of finally being able to worship you properly?”
The shirt and trousers pooled at her feet, leaving her bare to his starving gaze.
“My beautiful wife.” His voice was rough as he traced the curve of her neck. “Tell me what you want.”
“You,” she said simply. “All of you.”
His kiss was fierce, possessive, yet still somehow reverent. Caroline worked at his cravat, his coat, needing to feel his skin against hers. When her fingers brushed his bare chest, he shuddered.
“Slow down, love,” he breathed. “We have all night.” He lifted her into his arms, carrying her to the bed. “And you are finally, truly mine.”
“As you are mine.” She pulled him down beside her, loving how his larger frame blanketed her body.
His mouth traced a path down her throat as his hands explored her body with devoted attention. Every touch was calculated to bring her pleasure, every caress designed to make her arch into his hands.
He slid his hand underneath the chemise and cupped her mound, kneading greedily with a moan. Then, impatiently, he pulled the chemise over her head, immediately drawing her coiled nubs into his mouth. He licked and sucked, caressing them so tenderly she gasped from the pleasure pooling in her groin. He was nipping and biting them next moment, making her moan from the sheer wickedness of it.
“I thought I was the blackguard,” he rasped over her creamy breast. “You’re the truly wicked one for withholding these beauties from me…” Without another word, he squeezed her flesh, cupping as much as he could in his hand. He drew her rosy nipple into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth then soothing it with his tongue.
“Devlin, I’m going to—”
“Don’t you dare, Caroline. You shan’t climax without my cock inside you.”
“Then when?”
“When I say so, sweetheart. It’s my turn to punish you.”
“Devlin, you—”
“Selfish prick. I know. You’ve said as much.”
With a chuckle, he took her mouth with his, his finger drawing circles on her skin, tickling her from her stomach down to her bud. When he began to rub the swollen pearl, she released a long sigh. Finally, he was easing her ache. But just as she was getting close, he stopped again.
“Devlin, don’t be so cruel,” she breathed.
“I’m not trying to be,” he said, “but if I don’t stop, I’m going to spend on your belly without getting anywhere near you.” He lay beside her, his body propped up on one elbow while he was careful not to touch her. His heated gaze burned her skin. “I want you to climax, pulse around my cock while I’m inside your pussy. Can you do that?”
“Yes,” she moaned at the thought, temperature rising in her body more than she thought possible.
He quirked a brow. “You sound rather confident for our first time.”
“I do feel rather confident. Will it hurt? You are quite a bit… you know.”
“Perhaps. It has caused discomfort in some.”
