Page 73 of The Lady’s Guide to Deception and Desire
Rosamund bit her lip. “I want you to but, another day?”
Benedict kissed her leg through the stocking. “We have all the time in the world, Rosie.”
He drew down the garter holding the wafer-thin silk, all the way, and she raised her foot while he passed it over her heel.
He held it dangling a moment before casting it playfully over his shoulder.
She couldn’t help but smile.
Hookinghis fingers under the stocking top, he peeled it back, past her knee to her ankle, unveiling her bare leg; then did the same with the other side.
She could have no idea how beautiful she was.
Nor how she looked at this moment.
Her long legs were spread in ungainly fashion. Her face was rosy and her blue eyes wide.
She didn’t look in the least bit tired.
That part of her, lightly covered in darker golden curls, was where he’d entered her body.
His cock gave a small leap, as if communicating its desire to return.
You’ll have to wait!
Twice would be greedy, and he knew he had to treat her gently. As it was, he’d gone in like a bull among the cows.
There had been no finesse.
One thrust and he’d delivered his seed.
But he wanted to touch her, and to look, to drink her in.
“Shall we move under the covers?” he asked. “I don’t want you to be cold.”
“I’m not; only a little.” She licked her lips. “Come close. That’ll warm me.”
He knew what would happen if he lay atop her again. Instead, he placed just one leg between her thighs and moved alongside her.
His hand he brought to the roundness beneath the yoke of her chemise. As soon as he touched her, she arched into his palm.
He’d been inside her body but he hadn’t seen her bared breast. Now, he was filled with an overwhelming desire to possess that part of her too.
Smoothly, he pushed down the chemise on either side; down her arms, uncovering not only her breasts but her torso, down to the waist.
For a moment, he could only look.
Her nipples, palest pink, were large, each nub hardly protruding above the fullness of the rounded orb.
He took one in each hand and his cock leapt again.
The desire to come between her legs and thrust to another climax was so strong he was near dizzy with it.
But he kept his control, moving his hands over her softness, caressing gently.
“Benedict.” She sighed his name and parted her legs, as if inviting him.
Still, he resisted.
