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Over and over, he licked and sucked until sweat slicked her skin, and her entire body quivered. Her body reached for something, but it eluded her. Desperate, she reached down and gripped his head, wantonly pushing her pussy against his mouth. A low hum of approval vibrated against her mons.
“James, please,” Elizabeth cried, her voice cracking. She arched into his motions, growing desperate for more. “I … I needsomething.”
His fingers found her wet heat and glided over her folds. Elizabeth’s moan turned into a sob of raw need when he thrust two fingers inside her quim, stretching and rousing her body. He nudged her legs even wider, and a third finger surged inside her sex, lashing her with a bite of pain and pleasure. He sucked her nub into his mouth, stroking it with his tongue while working her pussy with his fingers.
Oh, God!
Heat bloomed through her body, spreading from the aching tip of her nipples down to contract in a tight ball low in her belly. Provocatively deeper and harder, he moved his fingers, at times opening them to stretch her. She sobbed, gripping his shoulders. All her senses were centered on the feel of his fingers inside her pussy, stroking over the sensitive tissue, stretching her snug channel.
The sensation low in her belly tightened until it splintered. Piercing pleasure washed over her senses, and wetness gushed from her. Elizabeth moaned weakly, her body shaking from the overwhelming bliss. James placed soft kisses on her inner thighs before he stood, lifted her with easy strength, and spread her legs indecently wide.
“Grip the trellis over your head,” he commanded, his voice rough with lust.
She reached back, feeling the twisting vines and gripped them, thankful she had kept on her gloves. Elizabeth bit her bottom lip when he reached between them, tucked his cock against the tender opening of her core, and started to invade her body. There was a tight stretch, painful, that wrenched a whimper from her throat.
That soft sound of alarm did not stop James. He pushed past her resistance despite her broken moans and the tautness of her muscles. Elizabeth fought to accept his girth, sweat slicking her skin.
“James,” she whimpered, gripping the trellis until her fingers ached.
He leaned forward slightly and pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her throat. “What did I tell you earlier?”
Oh, God. “That my … my pussy will … will ache …”
He kissed up to the corner of her mouth. “I know your tight little cunt is hurting … am I going to stop?”
“No,” she whispered, gasping when he pushed his cock a bit deeper.
Her lover pressed another hard, wet kiss to her lips. He held her hip with one hand and pressed the thumb from the other hand to her nub. James rubbed her clitoris with his slippery thumb, pressing and rotating until the pleasure grew excruciating. The harsh friction against that tender flesh was almost unbearable, and her arousal grew so intense her thighs shook. He worked her clitoris, rubbing, pinching, over and over until she was shaking.
“James,” she wailed, sensing another climax hovering.
Only then did he shove his cock to the hilt.
Elizabeth cried out at the shock of pain that mingled with the pleasure. He drew a deep, shuddering breath. James held himself still and lowered his head to press soothing kisses over her breasts. He started to move, keeping his rhythm slow but deep and heavy. A soft misting rain started to fall, dampening their bodies, but James did not stop his sensual ride between her splayed legs.
The pleasure was breathtaking.
He plunged over and over until a sweeter, even more intense, wicked ache trembled low in her belly, gathering in intensity. Elizabeth reached for the pleasure sucking her under until it expanded through her body. She cried as ecstasy swept through her in a hot, unrelenting rush. James kissed her, his groan vibrating into her mouth as, with a few deep, heavy pumps of his hips, he reached close to his own release, pulling from her body to spend against her quivering belly.
They held each other for several beats before he tenderly kissed her forehead. His actions surprised her, and then an ache rose in her throat, for a part of her realized she needed this gentleness. There were a few rustles, and then he cleaned away her thighs, still covering her belly with what felt like a silken handkerchief. Then he placed something over her head, and she realized it was his jacket and he was protecting her from the light drizzle of rain. James allowed her gown to fall at her feet, and then he swept her into his arms.
“Where are we going?”
“I am taking you home. Any regrets?”
She felt warmth rush through her body. “I have no regrets,” she whispered.
Elizabeth rested her head against his chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart beneath her ear. Gradually, the pounding softened to a steady, comforting rhythm. As Elizabeth’s eyes closed, a realization washed over her—she trusted James to take her home discreetly and safely. Without fully intending to, she had let him into a part of her heart.
CHAPTER10
The carriage rumbled over the cobblestones, taking them to the viscountess’s townhouse. After settling his lover onto the well-padded seat of his equipage, he had briefly returned to the terrace and observed her mother and Lady Barnaby were still in the ballroom. Confident no one would learn of their tryst, he’d returned to the carriage.
The night’s indulgences had evidently taken their toll on Elizabeth, and her usual poise was replaced by a charming disarray. James could not explain the feelings that moved him, but he shifted and urged her onto his thighs and simply wrapped his arms around her.
By God, it felt good.
A lover had never slept in his arms before. A peculiar but very warm sensation pierced him when she burrowed deeper against his chest as if she would crawl into his skin if it were possible. His sexual encounters had always been about slaking his physical needs while ensuring his partner enjoyed herself. James had never wanted to linger over a lover, kissing her skin with slow softness, holding her against him to simply … hold her.
