Page 49 of A Christmas Temptation for the Duke
He winced and looked away. He bit into his lip as he considered. He hesitated, struggling with something. And then, a decision made, he turned back, fixed her with his hungry glare, and acted.
That action was a kiss.
It was a release unlike anything that Alison had ever known. Unlike anything she had imagined. It was as if Daniel was breathing life into her, as if to stop would see her fall dead. Without thinking, because the time for that had passed, she took hold of him by the waist and hung on, refusing to accept that he might stop.
Daniel seemed to be of the same mind.
Both his hands found the side of her face, and he held her as his mouth opened her lips and his tongue dove inside. It explored her. It lapped at her tongue. It devoured her completely and she let it.
The kiss was passionate and intense. Daniel controlled the situation so all Alison could do was try and keep up. He kissed her fully and completely. His lips mashed her own. His teeth nibbled. She groaned as he increased the intensity. And not once did he dare let her go.
Soon, his body stepped in closer. On instinct, Alison took a step back. He pressed further, forcing her across the room, kissing all the while until her knees hit the back of the bed.
She gasped as she fell onto her back. He mounted her, his lips moving from her mouth to her neck. She shut her eyes and leaned back and each kiss that touched her skin rippled through her body so that she was shaking from head to toe.
“Alison….” He growled as he kissed down her neck, his hands grabbing hungrily at her waist. “I want you.”
“I know you do,” she moaned.
“You have been teasing me,” he groaned. “Admit it.”
“As much as I could.”
“You brought this on yourself.”
“Do not blame me.”
His hands grabbed her thighs and squeezed. She yelped but then moaned as he started to caress them. He was on her, mounted like a lion, his body pressed on top and holding her down. And all the while, his lips kissed every inch of skin they could find.
“Daniel…” she moaned. “What… what are you…”
“Exactly what you want,” he snarled as his right hand moved down her legs and gripped the skirt of her gown. “This is because of you. And I am only human.”
Her eyes shot open, half-fear, half-excitement. “Wh…. Urgh…” She moaned as his fingers moved underneath her gown and started to trace up her thighs. “Oh…”
His touch was light. The tips of his fingers running over her skin, prickling her, making her legs shudder. She squirmed and opened her legs further on instinct, allowing his hand deeperand deeper. His fingers stroked and pinched. They teased and tested. He chuckled deeply to feel her squirm.
“I want you to know, I had no choice in this,” he growled.
“You… always… have… a… choice,” she breathed. She then shut her eyes and grabbed the back of his head, bracing herself. “And you have made yours.”
Alison did not know what to expect exactly. Oh sure, she had heard stories. She and her friends had giggled and guessed about such things. Enough, anyway, that she knew what Daniel was doing. But not enough so that she would know how good it might feel.
His fingers reached between her thighs and touched at her opening. She cried out and bit her tongue, body turning rigid as those same fingers then gently dipped inside of her.
“Daniel…” she breathed, holding him close.
“If you want me to stop, now is the time,” he growled.
“Do not stop.”
“Good. I am through with you telling me what to do.” He buried his head in her neck and bit down and, as he did, his fingers entered her fully.
How to describe what happened next? Impossible.
Alison kept her eyes closed and willed her body to relax as Daniel’s fingers entered her, opened her, pushed in deeply so that she could feel their tips stroking at her walls. Her legs turned stiff. Her body shook and spasmed. Pleasure, pure and real, rolled through her body and wrapped her completely so that she could not breathe.
And then he pulled his fingers out, she cried aloud, almost begged him to enter her again, only for those same fingers to find her womanhood and stroke that instead. That was when she screamed.
