Page 43 of An Earl's Christmas Seduction
She shuddered at his touch, the now familiar feeling rising in her loins, the heat building to an ecstasy. She pulled at the belt of his breeches, exposing him to her touch, and wanting to pleasure him, she clasped at him, as he rolled onto his back.
Now, Amelia was in control, her hand clasped around him, pleasuring him, as he let out a deep sigh, closing his eyes as he did so. She kissed his neck, then his chest, tracing a trail of kisses down his torso, still with his pleasure clasped her hand.
“Like this?” she whispered, as now her tongue circled his length, tasting him, as he gasped.
“Like that,” he said, his hands running through her hair as she pleasured him.
His breathing was growing heavy, but Amelia was not ready to relinquish her pleasure, knowing there was so much more they could share. Arching her hips, she straddled over him, allowing his tongue to pleasure her, as she did the same to him.
The heat was building in her loins, his fingers searching her out, his tongue going deep inside her. She let out a low moan, her eyes closed, and with a sudden cry, he burst forth, filling her mouth with his seed. Amelia, too, gave way to her pleasure, in a shuddering ecstasy.
“Nicholas… I… it was…” she gasped, rolling onto her side, the two of them breathless.
She looked up at him and smiled, and he sat up, slipping his arm around her and kissing her.
“You’re so beautiful, Amelia,” he whispered, resting his forehead against hers.
“I… no… I’m not,” she said, blushing at his compliment, even as he shook his head.
“You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on,” he said, running his hand along the length of her body.
A shiver ran through her, and she raised her hand to his face, touching him gently with the tips of her fingers. She was falling in love with him. Shehadfallen in love with him, and now she wanted nothing else but to be with him, caught up as she was in the passion they had shared.
“And you’re a very handsome man,” she replied.
He laughed, shaking his head, as he pulled his shirt over his head, the two of them now on their feet, putting on their clothes.
“I told you, I’m a difficult man. I’m not easy to get along with. But perhaps… oh, I don’t know… it’s never simple, is it?” he replied.
“Are you talking about Constance?” Amelia asked. It seemed she was the main difficulty, and it seemed to be her presence that was forcing them to keep secret what could surely be revealed and celebrated.
Amelia wanted to believe Nicholas was falling in love with her, but the question of Constance remained. Nicholas nodded.
“That’s right, yes. She asked me to announce our betrothal this morning. It’s extraordinary…does she really think… oh, I don’t know. She’s obsessed. But what am I to do? , shaking his head.
Amelia was quite taken aback. She knew Constance had designs on Nicholas, but as the extent of announcing a betrothal?
“Well, you’ve got to tell her it won’t happen,” she exclaimed
Nicholas sighed.
“I know I do. I’ve got to. But it’s not as easy as that,” he said.
Amelia was taken aback by these words. It was just as easy as that. It was either her or Constance, and a sudden doubt as to his sincerity entered her mind.
“But… you don’t want to marry her, do you?” she asked, fearing his answer.
But to her relief, his eyes grew wide with horror, and he shook his head.
“Oh… no, I didn’t mean it like that, Amelia. Not in a thousand years would I marry Constance. No, I mean… I don’t want to anger her before I know the truth about my mother, I mean. It’s hanging over me, and I don’t know why, but I simply have to know the truth, and if I anger Constance, perhaps I’ll never know it,” he said.
Amelia was relieved to hear these words, and they made perfect sense, the mystery surrounding Nicholas’ mother still looming large.
“Then we’ve got to find it. My mother, the others, someone knows the truth,” Amelia replied.
Nicholas nodded. He put his hand on Amelia’s arm, smiling down at her.
“And we will, I’m sure, but how glad I am I have you at my side to help me,” he replied.
