Page 13 of Dukes Are Forever
"I think I know something you might enjoy even more than their glittering allure." His thumb traced teasing circles around her sensitive flesh.
"Oh?"
She sank her teeth into her lower lip as an exquisite sort of tension twisted through her lower abdomen. It was becoming harder and harder to pay attention to the words. All she wanted was for that touch... to move... slightly....
"I think if I replaced my fingers with my mouth right now, you'd love it," he whispered.
Adele's eyes widened in shock.
And then his fingers brushed over her, circling that sensitive nubbin like the lash of a tongue.
And his mouth lowered back to her breast, lips capturing her nipple, tongue teasing the rigid point.
It felt like there was a line tied directly between her clitoris and her breast.
His finger slid inside her, curling, just so. Stroking her lushly. "There's a part of me that wants to make you beg, Adele. Would you? Beg me for more?"
Those dangerous fingers held her right on the edge.
Adele's fingernails curled into the velvet of the carriage seat, and she bit her lip furiously, determined not to surrender.
But then his thumb joined the party, finally, finally pressing small, teasing circles against her.
Mouth and fingers and oh, God, what was she doing?
What was she thinking?
Have to... stay focused.
"Beg, Adele."
She shook her head, bit her lip harder.
But it was only prolonging the inescapable.
Malloryn's touch lightened, as if to hold her there, right on the edge.
Forever.
"Please!"
"As you wish."
A soft cry escaped her as the pressure increased, and she bit into her knuckles as pleasure rampaged through her. Adele lost all hint of herself as she writhed beneath him.Sweet gods. He was merciless, stroking her through each and every shudder. Watching her expression, the intensity of his eyes darkening as his eyelids hooded.
She clung to his shirt. Thrashed beneath his weight.
"Stop!" she finally gasped. "Please, stop!"
"Too much?" he murmured as he withdrew his hand.
Adele buried her face in his shoulder as her husband rested atop her. She couldn't look at him. She could barely move, a shudder tearing through her as her heart pounded.
How on earth was she to ever look him in the eye again?
"How many diamonds were there?" The self-satisfied purr in his voice made her want to commit bodily violence.
"So many I thought they were stars," she replied hoarsely.
