Page 58 of To Tempt a Scandalous Lord
“Yes,” she hissed, sinking her fingers into his hair. “Again.”
“So demanding,” Niall scolded, but obediently licked it again before he sucked the tip into his mouth.
He lavished attentions on her pretty breasts, praising their beauty as he nipped and worried her flesh. When Alicia was writhing under him, distracted by his ministrations, Niall trailed a hand lightly down her belly to the juncture of her thighs. When he ran one finger along her cleft, she froze, like a bow pulled taut.
“Aww, hello my lovely friend,” Niall murmured, his gaze glued to her face, intent on her every reaction.
Her eyelashes fluttered closed as he rubbed his finger against her sensitive flesh, her little pants of breath coasting across his cheek. Niall bit back his own groan when that telltale flush turned her skin rosy, and as his finger continued to stroke her, he leaned down and sucked hard on her nipple.
Alicia’s shriek echoed off the chamber walls, and he allowed himself a split second of satisfaction before he acknowledged the pain in his throbbing cock. Bringing himself over her sated body, he gripped himself in hand, and dragged his cock against her wet, hot slit. Alicia choked a sound in the back of her throat as her hands gripped his hips, pulling him closer.
“Please, Niall,” she bit out, her brown eyes blazing, “I need you.Now.”
That was all he needed to hear. Niall stroked his cock down her wet heat once more, and then thrust deep, swallowing her cry of pleasure with a scorching kiss.
Despite his desire to go slow, to be gentle, Niall had to move. Hitching her leg over his hip, he pulled out only to sink deep again, his thrusts inching her up the bed. Her arms linked about his shoulders, holding him to her with nails sunk deep.
“That’s it, darling,” he whispered when she tilted her hips up to meet his. “Take me deeper. I wantallof you.”
Alicia threw her head back at his words, the gravelly, desperate note in his voice, the needy way he clutched her hips as he thrust into her causing tears to build behind her eyelids. And when he nibbled along her chin and then bit down on her earlobe, she choked a cry as she tensed, bolts of pleasure streaking from where they were joined across her skin. Niall groaned into her neck before it became an incoherent stream of whispered praises he pressed into her neck, cheeks, and lips with hungry kisses as he found his release deep inside her.
Rolling to the side, Niall threw an arm over his head as his chest heaved with each ragged breath. Glancing at his wife, he spied Alicia under a cascade of her blond hair, her eyes closed, and a dreamy sort of smile hovering over her panting mouth.
Niall turned to his side and propped himself up on his elbow. Giving in to the urge, he leaned down to kiss her, running his tongue along her bottom lip, desperate to taste that smile.
“I hope you are satisfied.”
“Very. It was everything I hoped our coupling would be,” Alicia replied, opening one single eye and closing it again. “Were you? Satisfied?”
“No.”
Alicia’s dark eyes flew open, disbelief and hurt visible in their depths.
“What we just shared was much more than satisfying. It was…” He paused, his gaze darting about as he tried to think of a word adequate enough to explain how fulfilling sex with her was. “It was…transcendent.”
Niall wasn’t sure what her response would be to his revelation, but it was not the snort and explosion of giggles he received. Alicia put a hand to her mouth to try to stop her laughs, but such measures were pointless.
“I’m sorry,” she said a moment later, wiping moisture from under her eyes. “I was not trying to be rude, but you can be so…somuchsometimes. I’ve heard the rumors, you know. Of your affairs with other women. Women who are more worldly, more sultry than I could ever hope to be. Not that Iwantto be, mind you. I’m perfectly happy with who I am, but I would never think to describe a physical coupling withmeas transcendent.”
“But that’s how I described it, and it wasn’t hyperbole.”
Alicia stared at him for a long moment. “Are you sure?”
He clutched at his chest dramatically. “You wound me, my dear.”
She smacked his hand. “You’re ridiculous.”
Reaching for her, Niall clenched his jaw when her lovely breasts met his chest. Grasping her leg under the knee, he dragged it over his hip. “Perhaps being with you, in this bed, has addled my brains.”
Raking her nails through the hair on his chest, Alicia arched a brow. “NowthatI can believe. It’s not like cholera hadn’t already done a number on your poor body.”
“I am perfectly hale,” he growled, grinding himself against the apex of her thighs. “Allow me to show you.”
Niall didn’t give her a chance to respond before he claimed her mouth with his own.
…
Sometime later, delicious tingles still ran up and down Alicia’s body from their last round of lovemaking. Niall had been a virtuoso, her body his instrument, and she was certain it would still hum for him, for his touch, for hours to come.
