Page 74 of The Last Duke She'd Marry
Her hand fluttered to cover the hair at the junction of her thighs. “The way you look at me…”
“You feel self-conscious?”
Her lips quirked. “At the very least.” She paused. “And excited.”
His smile broadened. “I approve of excited.”
She rolled her eyes. “Good. Because I feel like my skin is about to burst into flame.”
By Jupiter, she was brave. When she gave herself, she did it without stinting.
He caught her hand and lifted it to his lips. “Such pretty skin, too.”
Her shaky amusement didn’t match the softness in her eyes. “Now you know better than anyone.”
“I feel blessed that you’re with me like this.”
Another twitch of her lips. “Whereas I feel—”
“Awkward?”
“A little. But mostly I feel…desired.”
“You’re most definitely desired, my darling. Shall we continue?”
“Yes, please.”
He kissed her hand again and rolled out of the bed. Thank the Lord, his breeches caused him less trouble than her robe. Juliet pushed up against the pillows, her attention fixed on him. Her wide-eyed astonishment had him blushing. Another first.
“I’m a big sod.” Her gaze felt like a caress, and he hardened, when he’d assumed that he was already as erect as he could get. “Say something, Juliet. I’m afraid I’ve terrified you into a swoon.”
Still, she stared. Did she have any inkling how that concentrated attention made him burn?
Her throat moved as she swallowed. “Lord above, Lucas, I had no idea.”
His laugh was fond. “You’re not swooning?”
She brushed a wing of hair back from her shoulders. Her curiosity had stopped her worrying about her nakedness. Which suited him very well. “I’m far too interested to swoon.”
What could he do, hearing that, except dive into the bed and kiss her until she was panting and trembling?
His caresses became more purposeful. Soon, he lay between her legs. She moaned as he stroked her cleft, reveling in the slick heat.
She wanted him. And God knew he wanted her.
“Oh! That’s…strange,” she said when he slid his finger inside.
“Does it hurt?”
“No.” She didn’t sound sure, and her hands pressed hard into his shoulders.
Evesham moved his finger in and out in a tantalizing rhythm and watched her eyes darken as pleasure rose. Her response dissolved into a long, shuddering sigh, and she angled her hips up.
He kissed her, as he used two fingers to penetrate her. She was so tight, so very tight.
Juliet wrapped her arms around him. When he came up for air from the kiss, she bestowed a shy smile on him. “Don’t make me wait any longer, Lucas. Make me yours.”
Chapter 21
