Page 111 of Three Weeks with a Princess
Lia pointed downward. “Down there, you brute.”
He huffed out a soft laugh as he softly cupped her mound. Lia had to resist the impulse to push into his hand, seeking immediate relief from the sensual ache at her core.
“Yes, I am a brute,” he said, sounding smug. “But I simply assumed a woman of your vast experience would be more precise in expressing her needs.”
When Lia grumpily crossed her arms under her breasts, unconsciously pushing them up, she couldn’t fail to notice the flare of lust in his eyes. And even though he was being annoying, his teasing made her feel very naughty.
“We both know I’m a complete failure as a courtesan,” she said tartly.
“And thank God for that because I want you all to myself.”
“Then because you now have me all to yourself, I propose you get on it with.” She was all but twitching with frustrated desire. “I believe you were cataloging my, er . . .”
“Ah, yes. I’ve been saving the best for last.”
Finally,finally, he rubbed her sex, slicking his fingers over her tight knot. Lia moaned and leaned into him, closing her eyes and letting herself drift on the tide of exquisite sensations. Jack massaged and teased, murmuring heady, erotic words of praise that drove her need to a white-hot pitch.
When he slowly pushed two fingers deep inside her, Lia choked out a soft cry. Wide-eyed, she stared down into Jack’s flushed face. His features were tight with lust and his fierce, dark gaze pierced her soul.
But need lurked behind the lust in his blazing eyes, and she also saw a vulnerability that matched her own. Jack was willing to risk everything for her, even the relationships he held most dear. He’d laid himself open for her, and at great cost to himself.
How could she not love him with every fiber of her being?
He leaned forward and nuzzled her breast as he slowly pumped his fingers inside her. “Youareriches beyond compare, Lia. More than any man could ask for.”
She heard it in his voice—he wasn’t playing anymore. He meant every word he said.
For a few torturous, wonderful minutes, they played with each other. Lia stroked and caressed his face and neck, leaning in for languorous kisses that drove them both mad. Jack kept his other hand clamped firmly on her backside, kneading her as she pushed against him.
“And this,” he growled, shaping her bottom. “I love this too—your plump, gorgeous arse. Andthis.” He slowly inched his fingers even deeper, making her gasp. “I can’t wait to feel my cock inside your wet heat.”
His bawdy language thrilled her. Lia moaned, clenching in a desperate effort to hold back her climax.
“All right, you’ve convinced me,” she managed, grabbing the edges of his waistcoat. “I’m the bloody crown jewels of England. Now please do something before I go insane.” “What do you want?” he demanded in a harsh voice. “Tell me.”
She shook him. “I want you deep inside me. Now.”
“God, yes.” He ripped at the fall of his breeches to free himself. His shaft was thick and long and so aroused that it sprang tight against his belly. Unable to help herself, Lia reached out to caress the broad, flushed crown, slipping her fingers through the moisture that had collected at the tip.
Jack pulled her hand away.
“You got to play with me,” she protested.
“I’ll spend if you keep touching me like that. Climb up, darling,” he said as he urged her onto the chaise. He lifted her and arranged her body so that her thighs were spread wide and her knees snug against his lean hips.
Bracing her hands on his shoulders, she stared down at him, wide-eyed. “We’re going to do it like this?”
His fingers played with the edges of her stockings, slipping up the inside of her thighs. “I think you’ll find it easier for your first time. And this way I get to see all of you, too.Allof you.”
She flushed, which she wouldn’t have thought possible given the scandalous activities they’d already engaged in. “But you’re fully clothed, except for down there.”
He waggled his eyebrows. “How naughty of us. It’s like I’m the pasha and you’re my little harem girl.”
Her snort expressed what she thought of that comparison. Still, she found it unbearably exciting to be perched naked on top of him, while only that one vital part of him was exposed.
She glanced down.Veryvital.
“Now what?” she whispered.
