Page 45 of The Lord who Seduced Me
Those thoughts would hold for now though. He would think on them much later when he did not have his beautiful woman ensconced in his room.
Rose looked up at him. “You have a beautiful family. Are they here? I don’t believe I have ever met your older brother.”
Cabe picked up the painting, and rubbed the glass covering it gently with his thumb. “My father died after this was painted. He had some kind of disease that affected him in a way that no one knew. And we did not even know he had it. Until he fell from his horse while he was riding it, dead. No goodbye, no sense of closure. It broke my mother’s heart, and she retreated into herself, and to the country. My brother, Case, went wild. He became the man we always hated. The man we both swore to each other we would never be.” He looked over at Rose and sighed, “He began sleeping around as I said earlier, drinking until all hours, and gambling away a lot of our fortune that my father had spent years building. For the year of mourning, my family fell apart without my father. It was not an easy time. And then, Case met his wife. And he told me one night before they wed that he wished he had never been with another woman. Wished that he had listened to our father and been the man he raised us to be. Wished he had stuck with our vow. He hated himself for it. He told me to never waver. To not give up our beliefs. The ones our father instilled in us. He would always say that there was our one perfect woman out there for us. We just had to be patient because she would find us someday. And to not give to someone else, what you would not want her to give away as well. I have always listened to that wisdom, and after Case, and his regret and heartache over his lecherous ways, I have never looked back nor have I wanted to. Case and his wonderful wife Emily took my mother and left. They moved to America because Case and my mother could not stand London any longer. It was too painful for them, for their different reasons. And they live their perfect life in a town called Boston, and I am happy for them. Truly. I am. And, I have you now. So, I am no longer alone.”
She cupped his face softly, “Thank you for sharing that with me. I love that I know more of the man I love.”
He kissed her softly and then pulled her against him, “Enough about the past. Are you ready for your ravishing now?”
His voice was low, and heat coursed through him at his words.
Rose nodded, and he spun her around, taking her mouth in a hard kiss.
She sighed and he took advantage of her open mouth and slipped his tongue in her mouth, making hers duel with his.
He grabbed the back of her dress and ripped the laces open, making her gasp.
“Cabe! I cannot believe you ripped my dress!”
Cabe chuckled, “I told you what was going to happen. I just had to actually do it.”
Pushing her dress down off her hips, and then watched it hit the floor. He undid the laces on her corset next, and pushed it off her.
She took a deep breath and then he was lifting her chemise off as well. When she was naked, after she had peeled her stockings down her legs, he picked her up, holding her in his arms, one arm under her legs and one supporting her shoulders. He kissed her softly as he walked to his bed.
Putting her in the middle of his bed, he leaned forward and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
Her back arched and her fingers went straight to his hair. She held his head to her breast, and Cabe switched to the other one.
She tasted like her perfume and soap. His favorite flavor. Aside from the one between her legs.
He could happily taste that for the rest of his life with absolutely no complaints. Letting her nipple go with a final soft lick, he kissed his way down her body until he got to his favorite place on her body.
Cabe licked and sucked at her folds, exploring every inch of her wetness until she was writhing, her back arching and falling, and then arching again. He teased her clit over and over again and loved seeing her face in complete ecstasy.
He would lick and retreat, sucking on her clit and moving down, sticking his tongue deep inside her. Trying to get her essence from her body.
Then he would move back up and lick and suck her clit again. Rose was crying out his name in the room, begging him to let her have release.
He gave into her pleas, and sucked on her clit, hard. She cried out, almost ripping his hair from his head.
But he did not care. He was happy that he could make her climax in such a way.
She collapsed back onto the bed, breathless and panting hard. Her eyes shut, and her skin flushed with her release.
Cabe licked his lips, trying to get every single drop of her release into his mouth. Needing it in his mouth as he claimed her. Kissing her nub softly one last time, he watched her shudder.
Standing, he wanted nothing more than to be skin to skin with her and he went to pull his boots off his feet but remembered his leg.
He hesitated, and Rose noticed. She was still breathing hard but said, “What is the matter Cabe?”
Cabe looked down, embarrassed to admit his failings and loss. She sat up on his bed, her breasts swaying slightly with the movement.
Touching his face, she lifted his chin to get him to look at her, “What? Please tell me?”
Cabe sighed, “I don’t know what to say, aside from the fact that I don’t want you to see less of me or to want me less because of my leg. It isn’t pretty and neither is my body.”
Closing his eyes, he did not want to look at the pity on her face. He felt her hand leave his face, knowing he had made her finally see his shame and he could not watch her dress and leave either.
