Page 68 of Dare to Love a Duke
“Ah, you’ve lived the life of an innocent,” Kitty replied, “but I love you, regardless.”
Elspeth batted her lashes in response.
“In Cheapside,” Kitty said, “I saw a cup-shot bloke attempting to suck his own cock.”
“Was he successful?” Tom asked, intrigued. “To know that a man can do that to himself opens up many possibilities.”
Kitty snickered. “He was successful enough.”
“As they say,” he said sagely, “even bad fellatio is time well spent.”
Kitty rolled her eyes before turning to Lucia. “Now you.”
Lucia tapped her finger on her chin in thought before her expression brightened. “I saw a fellow, nude below the waist, hisuccelloflopping everywhere as he ran through Shoreditch. And a woman, her barezizzebouncing as she chased after him.”
“He must have had something she wanted,” Elspeth said with a chuckle.
“That item is inexpensive and quite easy to obtain,” Lucia answered.
Tom pressed a hand to his heart. “You wound my sex, madam!”
“An injury which will heal quickly,” she said with a saucy wink. “And what of you? What outrageous display have you seen?”
“I cannot name names, of course,” he said in a low voice, as if someone might be listening, “but at a rout I witnessed a gent of very esteemed, aristocratic lineage pissing out a window and directly into an elderly lad’s tricorne.”
Though he’d been witness to and participant in many, many sexual acts, he had a feeling that these women wouldn’t find any of them particularly outrageous.
Lucia shook her head. “A fashion critic.” She reached over to take hold of Liam’s chubby foot as he sat on Kitty’s lap. “What about you,piccolo? Tell us about the wonders you’ve seen.”
Being a baby, Liam had nothing to contribute to the discussion except gurgling.
Tom’s cheeks ached from smiling, and yet, for as much as he enjoyed the conversation, his whole body burned in anticipation of what was to come. His gaze returned to Lucia as she sat opposite him.
Her face was alight as she continued to jest with her friends, and her hands danced through the air as she talked, and she was so lovely he could barely keep from lunging for her.
Her gaze caught his and held for just a moment too long... It was a wonder that the food on the table wasn’t charred from the heat that rose up between them. The minx knew it, too.
After using her fingers to pop a morsel of piecrust into her mouth, she very slowly and with deliberation licked her fingers. One at a time. Her tongue darted out to run along each finger. She didn’t even look at him as she did so, but it didn’t matter.
Tom’s cockstand felt as though it could have knocked the table over. Thank God he was sitting, a napkin spread across his lap. He liked Elspeth and Kitty, and it seemed somewhat impolite to sport a massive erection in front of newly made friends and an infant.
“Oh, for God’s sake.” Elspeth threw her hands into the air. “If you two are going to carry on in this fashion, just go upstairs already.”
“We’ll do the washing up,” Kitty added with a smirk.
Lucia was already on her feet. Never before had Tom wanted to drop to his knees and give thanks. After taking a deep breath, willing his body’s response to calm, he stood.
“Much appreciated,” he said gratefully. He reached for Lucia’s hand and she clasped his. Heat from her flesh seared into his as they moved quickly out of the kitchen.
Wordlessly, they ascended up and up into the very top of the house. Anticipation was a hard beat in his veins, and he struggled not to take the stairs two at a time, as he had when he was young and bounding around with the unbridled enthusiasm of youth. But he was a man now, his needs a man’s needs. And he needed her.
Judging by the way her breath sped and the thrum of her pulse in her neck, she needed him with the same intensity.
They reached the door to his room. They still had not kissed, but if his mouth touched hers, he’d have to have her right there and then, wherever they stood. So he didn’t kiss her, and instead he reached past her to open the door and wave her inside.
She entered, stepping into the darkness, and he followed, closing the door behind him.
The moment he came into the room, he was thrust back against the door by Lucia’s lush form. She kissed him fiercely, and electric sensation hurtled through him when her fingers wove into his hair and angled his head down.
