Page 70 of A Lady's Lesson in Scandal
Kissing Franklin had never been like this, but Millie was a quick study. She took a page from Drake’s book, sucking his tongue, then kissing along his jaw and sinking her teeth into his neck.
He growled.
She moaned.
His hands tightened on her hips, pulling her against the thick ridge of his cock.
‘Christ’s teeth,’ she hissed.
‘I had no idea you were religious.’ He rumbled against her temple before grabbing her head and turning her face toward him. He plunged into her depths, licking and nibbling her lips, tangling his tongue with hers, and Millie’s brain scattered into a thousand sparks.
She writhed against him. Her core ached as wet warmth flooded her. The same thing happened on the chaise, but never once with Franklin. Her body was weeping for Drake, readying for him.
‘You are so fucking wet for me.’
Of course he noticed.
The man noticed everything. Her body’s reaction to his hardened flesh only seemed to increase Drake’s passion.
‘This never happened with… er… I mean… I didn’t know I was supposed to until you kissed me… there.’ She spoke around soft kisses pressed to his cheek, his neck, his temple, but her hips kept grinding against him. A sweet pleasure, so sharp she wanted to sob, pulsed between her thighs. Rubbing her core against his granite ridge with focused intent, a tiny fragment of nerves burst with new sparks, each one more intense. The pleasure pulsed outward in concentric circles until every part of her felt the echoes of desire. Thanks to Drake, she knew what was coming, and she wanted it with an intensity that consumed her.
‘Your body is getting ready for me. The slicker you are, the easier it will be, love. Remember, I’m not an arse. I don’t want you to feel anything but pleasure. Just let go.’
Millie pulled back, her fingers brushing over his full bottom lip. ‘Your mouth is sinful. The first time I saw you, I couldn’t stop staring at this lip. I thought, how could such a serious man have such a lewd mouth?’
Drake smiled. Not a twitch of his lips. Not the left corner curling in a smirk. A full-blown smile. Millie almost swooned. ‘Did you enjoy learning exactly how lewd this mouth can be?’
‘Yes.’ She spoke without thought.
‘Would you like another lesson?’
‘I thought perhaps this time, I could…’ If he could bring her such pleasure with his mouth, certainly she could do the same.
His icy gaze sharpened. ‘You want to suck me?’
Millie wasn’t sure exactly what she wanted except to gift him with the same pleasure he’d shown her. ‘You’ll have to tell me what to do.’ She slithered down his body, making space for herself between his legs. Up close, his erection seemed even larger. Ropey veins pulsed beneath his skin. The head of his cock flared a bit as a bead of milk formed at the slit. She leaned forward and licked it, tasting salt.
‘Fuck me, woman.’
‘That is the idea,’ she murmured against his hard flesh.
Drake’s hand was in her hair, squeezing, and she knew he wanted to guide her mouth to where he pulsed with need, but he waited.
‘Are you sure? You don’t have to.’ His voice was harsh with contained desire, but she wanted to see him fly apart.
Millie glanced at him, his jaw clenched, his arms straining with cords of muscle so beautifully defined in the candlelight. ‘I want to.’
He asked if she wanted to suck him, so that is what she would do. Taking the head in her mouth, she widened her lips to wrap around him and sucked him deep.
Dear Lord. How does one breathe while doing this?
Panic threatened, but Drake’s hand guided her, pulling her back a bit.
‘Easy, Millie. Just like that, suck me as deep as you can.’
Applying herself to the task, she found a rhythm. She could only take part of him into her mouth, so she used her hand to grip his root, stroking in tandem. The taste and texture of him fascinated her. Swirling her tongue around his head, another spurt of salty tang coated her mouth. Oddly, the entire affair created a twin ache within her core. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to ease it, but it only increased. When his hand drifted from her head down to grasp a tight nipple and pinch, Millie nearly lost her rhythm. She moaned, the vibrations causing Drake’s whole body to tighten.
‘Jesus, Millie. You’ll finish this before we’ve begun.’ Drake grabbed her shoulders, pulling her off and dragging her up his granite torso.
