Page 83 of The Bachelor
He broke the kiss to murmur, “Steady, dearling. We have all the time in the world.”
“You don’t think anyone will come looking for us?” she whispered. “Because my maid is bound to wonder where I am.”
“In that case . . .”
He tugged up her skirts, then caught his breath as she wriggled her bottom so she could hike them up to her waist. Just the sight of her in her silk stockings, with the satiny skin above them, made him hard as stone.
But he had to see her bountiful breasts with their nipples the color of ripe peaches. He craved a taste of those nipples, which would tighten into pebbles the minute he caressed them with his mouth. And thankfully, her daring evening gown, which already showed half of them, made it simple to ease the bodice down to give him what he craved.
“Yes,” she whispered as he bared her breasts. She shuddered when he bent to lick one nipple. “Oh, Joshua,yes. One day, sir, I swear I’m going to see both halves of you undressed. But not tonight.”
“No, not tonight.” He took each breast in his mouth in turn, already about to explode with need for her. Her nipples hardened, and his cock did the same. “Gwyn,” he said hoarsely. “You unman me, I swear.”
“I rather think I do the opposite.” She parted her legs and gripped his arms to bring him in closer. “You seem quite thoroughly . . . manned.”
He choked out a laugh. “And you, dearling, are a teasing wench.” The kind of wench he could spend the rest of his life with.
Urging her bottom closer to the table edge, he found the pearl between her nether lips and rubbed it, determined to show her that he could hold back his own needs long enough to arouse her no matter how hard he was or how badly he wished to make love to her.
“Joshua!” she cried. “Now who’s the tease?”
The words made him ache to take her. He flicked his tongue over her nipple one more time, then straightened. The pleasure was simply too much. He had to be inside her. He couldn’t wait.
“Come into me, my love,” she choked out as she pulled on his arms. “Please.Please.”
The fact that she wanted him as much as he wanted her nearly made him come right there. Which would hardly prove his point.
What point was that? Ah, yes, that he could take measures to keep her from becoming pregnant with his child. He could do it. Hecould.If that was what it took to have Gwyn as his wife, he could give up anything.
He entered her slowly, his cock stiffening even more from just the tight, hot, velvety feel of her. “I’m not hurting you, am I?”
“No. Oh . . . that feels so . . . so . . .”
“Amazing?” he said hoarsely. “Because that’s how it feels for me.”
“I was . . . going to say . . . incredible, but . . . amazing is good, too.”
“Thank God.” He drove into her up to the hilt, his body tensing with the effort of trying not to come too soon. He wanted to feel her quaking around him first, pulsing and squeezing him in her release. Only then did he mean to pull out.
Finding her pearl once more with his fingers, he pressed it and thrilled to the gasp she gave. She was his, damn it. If he had to go childless the rest of his days, he would. Because he wanted her as his wife.
As his love.
She shifted her position, and he nearly went out of his mind.
“Dearling,” he murmured as he thrust deep, over and over. “My sweet dearling . . . my love . . .”
“Mylove,” she echoed, her eyes dark green pools of pleasure.
The words struck him to the heart, bringing him to the edge of coming. He loved her. He did. And he would do anything for her.
Now was his chance to prove it. He shifted her until his thrusts thrummed her pleasure spot with every stroke. Over and over he drove into her until she erupted. He could see it in her eyes, feel it on his cock.
And when she cried, “Oh . . . my . . .Lord, Joshua!” in the throes of her release, it was enough to bring him right to the edge of coming. Swiftly, he jerked his cock out of her, which damned near killed him, and spilled his seed on her thigh.
“What . . . are you doing?” she asked hoarsely.
He held her close as he came. God, how he loved her. He loved her unabashed enjoyment of making love, her sense of humor, her loyalty to those she loved. He could do this. He must. Because losing her over something like her ability to have children was intolerable.
