Page 28 of Sloth: The Fallen Earl
He gently kissed one erect point and then the other. “Oh, yes.”
Dreamily, she sighed. “I never knew nipplescouldbe beautiful.”
A low laugh shook his frame. She played the part of sweet, young virgin to a tee.
Wakefield committed himself more deeply into their charade.
“Yours are the most handsome ones I’ve ever seen, mon mimi.”
“Indee…ahhh.” Her query climbed as he sucked the pretty pink peak deeply.
He came off her with a little pop. “Indeed,” he finished for her.
Wakefield alternately swirled the tip of his tongue around the pebbled flesh and then blew upon her satiny soft skin.
She sighed.
He felt her arms come up.
His brilliant lover tangled her fingers in his hair and held him at her breast, keeping his mouth where she wanted it.
“This is everything I dreamed it would be with you,” she confided huskily. “No, it’s…that and even more.”
His blood burned hot. “You’ve dreamt of this, then?”
“Y-Yes.” Shy-like, she nodded. “Well, of you.”
“When?” he demanded, lost in their production. “In ballrooms?”
“Yes,” she said, demurely lowering her eyes. “And in parlors and receiving rooms.”
Wakefield raked his hungry gaze over her person.
A hiss exploded from between his lips. “God, you are remarkable. What an actress you are.”
Confusion creased the space between her arched, imperious eyebrows. “I’m not an actress,” she protested.
“That’s right,” he soothed. “You’re an innocent lady who longs to have me inside her.”
“Yes. Only you.” Her luminous eyes glowed with such truth, it terrified the hell out of him—for only a moment. “I want you to be the one, Benedict.”
His pulse thundered in his ears.
He was lost.
Tossing his head back, he buried himself to the hilt inside her.
She—Cressida—cried out.
Surprise and pain wreathed her features.
Wakefield tensed. This added too much to their performance.
Wakefield fastened his hands upon her slim hips. “I don’t want to pretend anymore.” He dug his fingers into her pliable, silken flesh.
She lifted hungry eyes to his. “M-Me neither.”
Good, they were alike on that score. “I’m going to fuck you,” he purred. “I’m going to bury my big cock so deep inside you, sweet, you won’t be able to tell where I end and you begin.”
