Page 94 of Ruthless with a Rogue
His tongue slipped out, and his teeth dug into his bottom lip.She squirmed against his hold, and he seemed to come out of his trance.He dropped back between her legs, and her mouth parted on a soundless cry.He showed her no mercy.What had begun as seductive warfare had shifted into an assault of pleasure.
His tongue flicked over her at a pace that had white-hot heat streaking through her.She stayed with him, her feet finding purchase so she could push back, shift until his tongue found the perfect—
A cry ripped from her.“There.”Pleasure licked at her just like the man between her thighs, building.“Don’t stop.”
An appreciative rumble left him as she ground against him, the vibration pulling another cry from her.Oh my stars, this man’s tongue.It should be criminal.She was completely unmoored, nothing but raw, unbearable sensation.
And then he slipped a finger inside her, and she was lost.Her back bowed as bliss swallowed her, an electrical storm of pleasure shockwaves and rumbling ecstasy.She blindly reached for him, needing something to hold on to while she flew apart.Needed him to keep her steady.
And he did.He stayed with her until the storm cleared, and she had to shift away as she became too sensitive.Soft kisses dusted over her inner thigh.A gentle nuzzle into where her hip met her thigh.She unsteadily lifted to her elbows, breath still leaving her in shaky bursts.Her gaze locked on Derek’s, and a slow smile spread across those talented lips.Her heart squirmed, and the most painful affection burst in her chest.He was so adorably proud of himself.Her stomach fluttered.This man.She needed him.All of him.Now.
Livy reached for him, and he stood, settling between her parted legs, his length heavy and hard on her belly.Hands slowly coasted up and down her thighs.Even though she lay bare before him, in nothing but her stockings, Derek wasn’t looking at her body—his gaze was fixed on hers.Unwavering.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely.
Emotion prickled behind her eyes, and she swallowed thickly.Oh goodness.She couldn’t start weeping in the middle of being intimate.She masked the swell of feeling with a teasing smile.“Those small feelings are showing again, Derek.”
A lopsided smile curved his lips, and just like that, her heart melted into a puddle.
He leaned forward, resting on one hand, the other coming up to cup her cheek.He shook his head, black waves falling in disarray as his thumb dusted over her cheekbone.“Livy, love?”he whispered roughly.“The feelings I have for you… They are so far from small.”
His hand slid away from her face, trailed down her neck until it rested just above her breast, over her heart.His fingers followed a swirling pattern.Over and over.Continuous swirling loops.She searched his eyes.
“The way I feel for you…it’s beyond measure.”
She bit her lip, trying to force back the tide of emotions with the sharp bite of pain.The way he looked at her, she could feel it, feel the depth of it.And she saw the fear behind it all.She understood, because this, whatever this was between them, it was so intense, so profound, it was terrifying.And it was fragile.So easily breakable.
Her hand fell to his length, and she stroked gently.His eyes fluttered shut, and a hitched breath fled him.He swallowed, and her gaze greedily followed the ripple of his Adam’s apple, of his strong corded muscles.He was all sinew and strength.And hers.
“Show me how much, Derek.”
He stepped back.She let out a frustrated grumble and reached for him.He was back over her in a breath, pressing a quick kiss to her lips.“One moment, love.”His lips hooked up, but it held a…sadness to it.“Your safety is of utmost importance to me, Livy.There are consequences, and as it stands—” His words cut out, and his features tightened.
She slid a hand to palm his face, and he leaned into it, eyes drifting closed.Her heart closed in on itself at what his words suggested, at what he was trying to say but couldn’t voice.Despite this moment being monumental, all their walls melting away to reveal the feelings hiding within, it didn’t change reality.She might love him.He might feel the same.But right now, his future could very well be with another woman.And he wouldn’t allow Livy to end up with child out of wedlock.
Of course, this man wouldn’t.The man who saved orphaned children.Who put those children before himself and his own happiness.He didn’t abandon.
Derek pulled away and went to his dressing table, shuffling around in the drawers and some things on the tabletop.She studied him, the way his muscles rippled in the shadows with each movement.Tall, lean, beautiful.Inside and out.
The notorious Marquess of Dunmore.
The man so many of their world derided.
The greatest man she’d ever known.
Derek was back at her side a moment later, setting a bowl and vial down on the bed.“The condom will need a couple minutes to soak and soften,” he said with a wicked smile.The cavalier rogue was back.He flashed her a wink.“Nothing but the best for my girl’s cunt.”
She gasped, and heat slapped her cheeks.“Derek!”she hissed.Dear Lord.That was…that was…
He chuckled.“I beg your pardon, MissShallots.I forgot you couldn’t even say tits when we first met.”His hands massaged her thighs, and his grin turned feral.“I have a dirty mouth, clever girl.You know that.”His voice dropped to a purr.“Personally.”
Her core throbbed in agreement, his seductive words in the carriage afterThe Devil’s Eyeflitting through her mind.
“I-I like it,” she said unsteadily, her heart rate all of a sudden much too fast.“It’s shocking and scandalous and…” Like a slap to her senses.One she wanted to feel over and over again.
She swallowed heavily, and when she spoke, her words were husky.“It makes me feel like you want me.”
She couldn’t put it into words.But when he spoke about her body, the things he wanted to do to her, for her to do to him, those sinful words just highlighted how much he ached for her on the most elemental of levels.It was need in its rawest form.
