Page 52 of A Lady of Means
“It’s beautiful,” she whispered, “Like you.”
He chuckled.“I’m not sure it or I are worthy of you, but?—”
She shut him up with her mouth again.She was leaning toward him and kissing him fiercely, stealing all of his air in a kiss that poured all of her affection into him and scrunched up his nose.Her breasts pushed against his chest.He snaked a hand around her waist and one around her jaw.His entire body responded to her, mirroring everything she put into that kiss.
“I think a display of your ...skills…would accomplish that.You told me you intend to make me come with your ring on my finger.”
The brute in him thrilled at the way her pupils dilated and her cheeks blazed.She was biting at her lip as he dropped to both of his knees in front of her.
“Here?”she squeaked, “Now?”
The shriek to her voice thrilled him even more.He was already moving underneath her skirts, working to move her drawers out of the way.
“Can you wait?Because I can’t.I’m hungry.”
To punctuate his words, he kissed his way up her leg, the silk of her stockings tickling the stubble on his face.He’d shaved earlier, but his beard grew back fast.He planted a kiss to the underside of her knee, feeling her toned legs shake, then parted her knees.He felt her writhe under his attention, the way she grabbed his hair and pushed him forward, rocking her cunt into him.
Both hands wrapped underneath the perfect globes of her tight arse, bringing her to his mouth.Above him, he heard her whimper.He was going to have her dripping for him.The fact that they were at a party where they could be discovered by revelers inside the ballroom only added to the thrill.
Still, he took his time.He lathed, sucked, nipped, and licked at her like his last meal.
“God that’s so…so good, Devyn.”
He could feel how close she was in the way her thighs squeezed tighter around his neck.In response, he cupped a hand around the globe of her arse and gave a gentle squeeze.
He gave her slow, small flicks of the flat of his tongue, and then varied them with faster, broader strokes as she rode his face.At the sound of her desperate groan, he used the friction of his beard against her to bring her even closer to release.
She was so sweet, so damn sweet, and so soft against him.He’d known she would be, but watching, feeling, her melt above him, being the cause for it, was a shot right to his groin.
She arched her back and he felt her legs quiver beneath him in response.With an indulgent swipe of his tongue, he licked her and then slipped one of his fingers inside her to aid the concentrated efforts of his mouth.The tight feel of her seizing around him drew a moan out of them both at the same time.
The stone pavers dug little needly pin pricks into his knees.The pain a counter point for the pleasure they both sought.He sped up, using both fingers and tongue, her holding onto his hair frantically through her skirts.
He added a second finger, stretching her, as she gasped, “Devyn, don’t stop.I’m going to-”
And then he felt her shatter around him.He was there, under her, taking all of her wetness into his mouth.He suckled her, still letting her ride his fingers as she came again on his hand.God, she tasted so briny and sweet he had to adjust the hardness in his breeches.He reached in his pocket for a handkerchief to clean her up.
“Devyn,” her name was urgent and frantic on his lips.“Someone’s coming.”
“I know,you.You just came on my-”
“No, I mean, someone found me out here alone.”
And then he heard her name on someone else’s lips.She was straightening her skirts to cover him.Dear god, how had she moved in skirts large enough to cover a grown man of his size?
“Darling,” she cooed, “Have you been looking for me?”
A young woman answered.“Everyone has been looking for you after that…performance.”
The voice was in front of her.Devyn tried to place it but it was unfamiliar.
“Just out here…taking some…fresh air.”Moria improvised, her voice sounded hoarse and flushed.Devyn fought the urge to shift his weight.
“Maybe you’ve had too much fresh air, you look…flushed.”
Devyn coughed before he could stifle it.Moria was fast.“Pardon me.I've got something in my throat, I believe.”
“Should I fetch your escort?”
