Page 35 of The Earl's Reluctant Bride
Alexander opened the window and there was a soft gust of wind. He sat in the chair and pulled Elizabeth down so that she sat across his lap. Elizabeth giggled. Alexander encircled her waist and she placed her hand around his shoulder. They gazed out the window with the trees moving from side to side with the wind, the rain a soft buzz on the leaves. A sheet of rain passed over them and the sound intensified. The sound was like the glassy clinking of a wine glass, lilting and clear.
As Elizabeth sat on Alexander’s lap, she was aware of his hard body beneath her and her skin tingled. Elizabeth turned her gaze from the window and at that moment her gaze clashed with Alexander’s and her heart turned over in response. There was a dizzying current racing through her as she saw the smoldering flames in his eyes. Her cheeks colored with the heat of his gaze and she could not swallow. Alexander’s hand left her waist and cupped her face. His demanding lips claimed hers and she was shattered by the hunger of his kiss. His lips were urgent and exploratory.
Elizabeth broke the kiss for she decided to change her position on Alexander’s lap. She stood and straddled him and she heard his soft moan. She was hungry for his kiss and his touch. She cruelly ravished his mouth giving herself freely to the passion of the kiss. He gave her lower lip a nibble and it sent a spiral of ecstasy through her. Alexander ran his hands down the small of her back and she felt the heady sensation of his lips against her neck. She felt Alexander’s hard cock beneath her and she wanted to feel him deep inside her. She rocked back and forth and writhed against him but she did not allow him to enter her. He gripped her hips and she moaned into his mouth.
Alexander began to pull her nightgown over her head and Elizabeth got up from his lap so that he could undress her. He stood up from the chair and peeled the garments away. He undressed her and then himself, in swift movements, their garments a careless pile on the floor. Alexander sat again and Elizabeth straddled him and he immediately took one nipple into his mouth. He was in a frenzy and he devoured it. He sucked her nipple until she screamed out. He kissed the other nipple which was hard with longing. Elizabeth gripped his shoulders, kissing his ear and neck.
Alexander opened his legs which gave her easy access to his cock and she massaged it gently. His groan was loud in her ear causing her to increase the tempo of her strokes. Her nipples were swollen and sensitive and the more he fed on them the more she stroked him until he stilled her hands. Alexander reached down and found her fold which was already slick with need. He felt her wetness when he slid his fingers deep inside her and he knew that she was ready for him. His fingers explored her, insistent and demanding. His mouth did not stop caressing her nipple as he stroked her fervently and she grew even more wet. The combined sensation caused her to sob against his neck. Elizabeth thought she would expire if she did not feel him inside her.
Elizabeth reached for his cock. He was not only hard for her, but she could feel the wetness at the tip of him. When she caressed him there, he nipped her nipple. “Alex …” she gasped.
She felt a rush of wetness between her folds as his strokes increased in tempo. Elizabeth removed Alexander’s hand and guided his cock to her folds until she felt him enter her wet, softness. She slowly slid down taking all of him inside her as he pulled each nipple into his mouth and sucked them. Elizabeth rocked and writhed, feeling him slide deeper inside her. She did not protest when he raised his head, gripped her hips, and thrust from beneath her. She opened her mouth, yet no words came. She sighed and moaned. She caressed the strong tendons at the back of his neck and matched his thrusts.
Her body was imprisoned in a web of growing arousal. Elizabeth stopped Alexander from thrusting. She held on to his thighs so he would not move and all the thrusts were hers as she reached a fevered height. Alexander moaned. Their bodies were slick with sweat and she could feel even more of her wetness as she took more of him. Alexander’s fingers explored the rosy peaks of her hardened nipples, she eagerly thrust against him until she gave an impassioned cry and shuddered. She held Alexander as close as she could when she gave her final thrust. Elizabeth’s heart thundered as she listened to his ragged breathing, waiting for the calm of her own.
He smothered her lips with a demanding mastery and right then Elizabeth realized Alexander was still hard inside her. Alexander moved to the edge of the chair and wrapped Elizabeth’s legs around his waist before he stood. The sensation made her quiver. He walked over to the window cradling Elizabeth. He set Elizabeth down and spun her around so she faced outdoors. The fresh night air kissed her skin. Elizabeth rested her hands against the window’s edge as Alexander bent her forward. She heard the rain and felt the mist on her skin as he trailed kisses down her back. He caressed her folds and the nub of her sex as he teased her entrance, not quite entering her. Just teased. Just wicked. Elizabeth squirmed as she tried to take more of him inside her, but Alexander held her hip firmly with one hand while he caressed her nub with frenzied movements.
Elizabeth felt the tension building within her again and she was delirious with need. She moaned as he caressed the bud of her tender nipple while denying her all of himself. She writhed against his hands as wetness seeped from her. Alexander groaned as he finally thrust deep into her with one stroke and paused as he massaged her nub. Elizabeth cried out for his invasion was an assault on her senses. She was weak in the knees, yet she tried to move her hips so that she could feel more of him deep within her. Alexander held her hips with both hands and stroked her with a fire that ignited her whole being. His expert touch sent her to even higher levels of ecstasy and she shattered into a million glowing stars. Alexander bent over her and she heard his roar in her ears as he found his release.
They remained by the window as the mist and wind cooled their heated bodies. Alexander trailed kisses down her back until he scooped her into his arms and laid her on the bed. She reached for him and he lay beside her, her head on his chest and his arm on her derriere. Elizabeth was sated and she felt secure in Alexander’s arms. She heard Alexander’s even breathing and she had a sense of contentment yet worry niggled at her mind. Elizabeth pushed the worry aside. She though there was a possibility that she could he happy after all?
CHAPTER15
Alexander awoke the following morning with Elizabeth snuggled against him and their legs intertwined. She was peaceful and childlike in her sleep. Her disconcertment from the previous evening had faded but he would not want a repeat of it, therefore he would speak with his mother. He did not want there to be an animosity between his mother and his wife. Alexander gently extricated himself from Elizabeth and he was pleased she did not awaken. He would allow her to sleep.
He picked up his banyan and entered his bedchamber through the adjoining door. He dressed and went downstairs to break his fast. His mother was already at the table sipping tea when he arrived.
“Good morning, mama,” he said as he pecked her on each cheek. “I hope you rested well.”
“Good morning, Alexander. I did. You are up early.”
Alexander remained silent until the footman poured him some tea and placed fresh pastries on the table before him. “Indeed. I wanted to speak with you before you departed for the cottage.”
His mother replaced her coffee cup and unblinkingly focused her gaze on him. “What about?”
Alexander gave her a fixed stare, “My wife. I believe you saw Elizabeth yesterday by the stream. What did you discuss?”
His mother’s eyes gleamed. “She ran crying to you, did she?”
Alexander sighed. “Mother ….”
His mother’s brows furrowed and she slightly tucked her chin, “I merely said that it was a bit unseemly that she was off on her own drawing or painting or whatever it was that she was doing. You will agree that this very behavior is what caused the scandal in the first place.”
“Good grief, mama!” Alexander exclaimed in irritation. “I had hoped that Elizabeth misunderstood what you said but I can see that was not the case. Did you stop to think how this would make my wife feel?”
Alexander placed his teacup on the table with a clatter, tea spilling onto the saucer.
“Alexander, I was only looking out for your interests,” His mother said in a conciliatory tone.
“By insulting my wife? Unthinkable.”
His mother’s eyes flashed before she lowered her gaze and took a sip of tea. “I should not have interfered,” she finally said with resignation in her voice.
“On that we agree. Elizabeth was upset by your words, however well-intentioned they were. You cannot be pleased with the outcome of your first meeting.”
“I will admit that I was not.” His mother sighed. “I trust you understand that I meant well. After all, when you told me of the marriage it was not what I wanted for you but I accepted it.”
“That is so. I remember that conversation went better than I expected it to.”
