Page 53 of A Sight to Behold
Oh, and how he wanted her to. She was an innocent and an aristocrat and so many reasons spoke against this. She had all the allure of a forbidden goddess combined with the power of a siren who’d enchanted him.
She let out a moan and tilted her head back, granting him access to kiss her neck. And he did, for how could a man of blood and flesh resist such a beauty?
She was out of breath and yet yearning for more. Her middle pressed against his, she was inviting him, and Nick felt his restraint ripping like an overstretched rope.
“Will you marry me?”
She held his neck and furrowed her forehead. “Yes.”
“Even though I have nothing to offer you?”
“Yes.” She frowned. “No. I mean, yes I’ll marry you if you’ll have me.”
“I never wanted anything and anyone as much as I want you, Pippa. But it’s not too late now to stop. I cannot offer you much, I work for my money and there are people who even want the practice. If we go too far, if you become pregnant—”
She jerked her head back. “With a baby?”
“Yes. Don’t you want children?”
Her eyes narrowed to slits and color left her face. “I only know how to care for plants. I don’t even a mother who can teach me—”
“If you take me, you’d have Wendy as a sister.”
“And you think she’d be there? For a baby?”
Could she get her father’s permission to wed a commoner? Father would think Nick was only after the money and never grant Pippa permission to marry Nick, not for all the love in her life.
“My entire life, I had riches, luxury, elegant balls, and jewels. I have been to St. James Palace so many times, it’s boring, but you can offer me so much more than anyone else ever has.”
“And what is that?” He couldn’t hide the sadness in his voice. He wished to be more for the gorgeous lady in his arms.
“Your heart. Love. Happiness. I don’t want to be so alone anymore. Plants never talk back. Neither does Sir Hoppington.”
Nick laughed at that. “Oh Pippa,” he beamed at her. “I promise you all that with my whole heart.”
“Then please continue. Never worry about money, I have enough for both of us.”I just don’t know how to access it.
And with these words, she reached for his laces and unpacked what he’d longed to let out of his breeches.
Chapter Twenty-Five
She wasn’t surewhy and how, but from the moment she laid her hand on his manhood, Pippa was crazed with a deep hunger that was lodged somewhere within her and was screaming to be let out. Nick was propped over her now, leaving enough space between them to give her access. His broad shoulders, chiseled abdomen, and even the muscles on his arm twitched as Pippa explored. He was trying to be still but didn’t do a good job at all. She touched him most intimately and he looked down at her hands, inviting her to feel him but he let out a groan that was so guttural and feral, that Pippa froze.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Did that hurt?” She quickly let go of the soft skin that covered was felt like a thick wooden stick inside, or maybe a bone. Were there bones in the male… but she couldn’t complete her thought when he lowered his body onto hers and took her mouth in a searing kiss.
“You could never hurt me,” he mumbled onto her lips.
She opened and gave him access but then she gasped.
He brought his hot and hard shaft to her center.
“Pippa, if you don’t stop me now, I’ll take your virginity.”
She wrapped her hands around his broad back, and he pushed his center against hers. He dropped down, propping himself up on only one elbow and brought his hands down.
A ripple of pleasure made Pippa twitch, but she didn’t dare speak, for his eyes were so intent on hers now, as if something momentous was about to unfold.
He gently parted her lips with his hand and touched the blunt tip of his hardness against the same opening that he’d touched so deliciously earlier.
