Page 61 of The Scholar's Key
“I missed you too,” he said thickly, stroking his hands over her hair and down her arms.
“Do you think about what we did together?” she asked, her hands encircling his neck.
“Every day. Every night,” he said as she removed his spectacles, and he appreciated when she placed them gently on the table beside the bed.
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it,” she said, leaning into him, and Noah paused, for just a moment. Obviously, it had been her first time doing anything of such a nature, and he had awakened something within her. But he knew better than to think it had anything to do with him, but ratherwhathe had shown her.
He should stop now, should make sure she saved herself for her husband.
Then she stood on her toes and pressed her lips against his.
And he didn’t seem to have any ability to say no.
CHAPTER22
It was like spilling oil on a kitchen fire. All that had been simmering, slowly burning, combusted, destroying along with it all of Noah’s reservations. All of the hesitation that Percy had sensed there before seemed to disappear, as his hands wrapped around her hips and lifted her onto the high bed. His arms came around her, holding her close against him, as though he wanted to keep her pressed up against him forever.
Which, at the moment, Percy would be more than happy with.
The kiss, which had seemed to already be laced with more passion than Percy could have imagined, turned even deeper, more desperate, as their tongues battled and their lips plundered.
Noah laid her back on the bed, Percy crying out when his lips left hers, but then she forgave him when it was only for his tongue to trail along her jaw, stopping to nip at her ear before he continued down her neck. Percy writhed beneath him, needing more while also enjoying all that he was doing to her.
Her every nerve was so heightened that she wondered how she was ever going to survive this.
But she was more than eager to find out.
His generous mouth sucked at her collarbone, then travelled down her chest, his lips brushing over her nipple through the thin layer of the drab dress she had worn for this liaison. She couldn’t stop the whimper that emerged from her throat as she arched her breasts toward him, wanting more.
He acquiesced, although not in the way she had been guessing. He reached around her, loosening the large buttons of her gown before tugging it down over her shoulders, and she helped him, pushing the sleeves off her arms.
Once he removed the trappings of her chemise, he leaned back, sitting on his knees as he stared at her, his eyes wide.
“Percy, you are so beautiful,” he said reverently, before leaning down and raining kisses all over her breasts.
She smiled as she took his head in her hands, wishing that he would put his mouth on her nipple, as he was so close to it, yet so far. She wondered if he was leaving it alone now on purpose.
“You are better than my dreams,” he breathed while licking a circle around one nipple, her back arching as he blew on it.
“You dream of me?” she whimpered, and he looked up at her, smiling wickedly.
“Every night.”
He didn’t appear to be needing a response, but she couldn’t help her need any longer.
“Noah?”
“Yes?”
“Please, will you… will you…”
She didn’t know how to say what she wanted, but he seemed to understand.
“Yes. Of course.”
He took her nipple in his mouth once more, and Percy cried out at the incredible sensation that began at her nipple and then soared through her entire body. He moved to her other breast while his fingers came to appease the one he was leaving behind.
She held his head in place, not wanting this to end, but he didn’t seem to hear her thoughts as suddenly he was abandoning her – until she realized that he was only doing so to take his jacket and shirt off. That, she was absolutely fine with, for she wanted to see more.
