Page 57 of A Fearless Heart
He gave Cady a moment to get used to the feeling. Then he began to tease her, rolling the pads of his fingers over her nipples until they hardened under his touch. She leaned back, pressing closer, drawn to both his desire and the need arising in her own body. He resumed his barrage of kisses at her neck and shoulder.
Cady’s eyes slid shut, and she thought she’d die of pleasure.
“You like this?” he asked then. “Because I do.”
“I can’t even describe how I feel,” she said. “But what does it give you?”
“At the moment, it gives me ideas,” he growled. “All the things I’d do to you if I could. All the ways I’d make you sing for me.”
“Why?”
“You ask questions when you should be speechless.” He tipped her head back and kissed her roughly, and Cady was swept into the sensation of his mouth and his hands and the sweetly scented room and endless night sky above them.
I wish it could always be like this. Feeling joy instead of fear.
She sighed deeply, kissing him back. He continued to tease her breasts. Something about the warmth and the heaviness of his touch, the way he palmed her breasts and played with them…all of it caused her to lose her mind. Heat pooled in her belly and her skin felt tingly all over.
She closed her eyes and reveled in his touch. Her hips began to rock against his inner thighs, and she heard him muffle a groan. She flexed her fingers into the tops of his legs where she was gripping him, far too hard. She needed to tell him something very important if she could only figure out what to say. But Cady just whimpered and gasped until she couldn’t stand all the teasing.
Then something inside her just burst, a full bloom of deep, dark pleasure that spread out in a flood through her body. She sagged, and he caught her, holding her close to him, his breathing just as fast as hers.
“My God, did you just come undone fromthat?” he demanded, stunned.
“Felt so wonderful,” she moaned, still recovering.
“Just me playing with you. My God, what will you do for me when I’m inside you?”
“That can’t happen.” Oh, but she wanted it to. More than anything, she wanted Gabe in her bed and in her body. She wanted to be with him in ways that no one else could.
“Thatwillhappen,” he said, unknowingly echoing her desire. “Sometime. Even if I have to give up everything I own to convince you.”
She turned her head to try to look at him. “What do you own?”
He went still for a long moment, and she regretted bringing up the difference in their stations. It wasn’t fair of her.
“Never mind.” Then he captured her mouth, pulling her lower lip until she whimpered with need. Cady was so caught up in the aftermath of her unexpected climax that it took her a moment to realize that he’d moved one hand to her leg, gathering up the fabric of her skirt to the knee, to the thigh.
“Gabe,” she said in warning.
“Let me,” he begged. “Just for a moment. I need to know how you feel.”
His hand slid along her thigh, and Cady slowly let her legs part, allowing him further, inch by inch.
He paused when he reached the curls between her legs. “Please, Cady?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
Then he dipped his fingers into her cleft, lower, where all the heat and dampness gathered.
Gabe gave a low moan, and bit her neck. “Christ, you’re wet. When you decide you’re ready for me, I want you just like this.”
Cady had to admire his confidence. But before she could reply, she was turning into pure heat as he began to stroke her, circling a particular spot when she moaned in pleasure.
He encouraged her to lean back against him and enjoy everything she felt. Cady’s world narrowed to just them, with Gabe bringing her to a slow, sensual release amid the verdant, scented nighttime.
After she came undone once more at his touch, he gave her one last, lingering kiss before he pulled her skirts back down.
“Are we done?” she asked, disappointment mingling with the desire raging through her body.
