Page 24 of The Marquess's Scandalous Game
“Finally, we are alone,” he said as he lifted his hand to trace a finger over her lips. He bent his head and kissed her, reveling in the feel of those lips he wanted so badly. Instantly, she softened against him. A soft, irresistible sigh escaped her. He could feel that she wanted him to align his mouth with hers and claim her as his own. He would give her what she wanted. He ran his tongue over the full curve of her mouth, and she opened it to let him in. She gasped and the sound of pleasure heated his blood. He wanted to taste every inch of her.
He lifted his head and gazed deep into her eyes. “You set me on fire. You inflame me with the need for you.”
He cupped her jaw with both hands and tilted her lips toward him so that he could have it all. He took her mouth: plunging, stroking, and demanding. He wanted to consume her until she trembled beneath him. Emma sighed before she captured his tongue and returned the kiss with fervor. She wrapped her arms around his neck and mirrored his movements until he groaned.When she nibbled at his lip, he knew she had mastered the art; it was sweet torture.
He pulled her closer and molded her body against his. She writhed against him in response, rocking her hips against his hard cock. He groaned his need to be buried inside of her and to feel her silken wetness. He fought to pull his lips away so that he could trail kisses along her cheeks, jaw, ear, and then down to her neck. She gripped his shoulders, seeking to pull him closer still.
“Leo,” she said in a breathy whisper when he nibbled her earlobe. He raised his head. The look on her face was as unhindered as he had ever seen. Naked and flushed with need. “I like the way that you taste. Have you been thinking about this night as much as I?” she asked.
His heart was racing. “That I have. I have been thinking about how much I want to feast my eyes upon you.”
He heard her sharp intake of breath as he started to undress her. He lightly ran his hands along her skin as he removed the garments and felt a shiver go through her. Leo heard the soft whisper as the pieces of clothing fell to a heap. Layer by layer her garments fell to a pile on the floor until she stood naked before him. “So beautiful,” he whispered.
Emma placed a hand upon his cheek, her thumb grazing the soft contour of his mouth. “I thought about how much I wanted you to kiss me.”
He covered her mouth in a savage kiss which she matched. Her teeth grazed his lips, and he plunged his tongue deep inside. She sighed his name once more. Leopold raised his head and traced his fingers from her neck to her shoulders, before claiming her breast. He held her gaze as he moved his thumb over her hard nipple. Her eyes grew dark with need, and he bent his head and captured the nipple while he pinched the other, rolling it between his finger and his thumb. She moaned andstrained against him, and he sucked and nibbled until she cried out. The glorious sound caused his cock to strain, and he raised his head and pulled her against him. He stroked her hair as he fought to control his ragged breathing.
He held her away from him, took her hand, and licked her palm and the insides of her wrist. He felt her shiver. “My sweet Emma,” his voice thick with emotion. A pulse beat and swelled at the base of her throat as though her heart had risen from its usual place.
“Let me see you, Leo. I want to see all of you.” Her voice was a soft caress.
Leopold felt blood surge through him from his fingertips to his toes; his cock ached. He slowly removed his garments and tossed them to the floor, only taking his gaze from her when he had to. As soon as he was naked, she stepped closer and traced her fingers over the muscles of his chest down to his lower belly. His muscles were taut, and he felt the tension deep in his gut. When she lightly grazed his cock, he groaned.
Emma pulled her hand away. “Did I hurt you?”
“Only with pleasure, my sweet Emma.”
He scooped her up in his arms and gently laid her on the bed. He wondered if she could hear the wild beating of his heart in his chest. She smelt like fruits, nasturtium, violets, and cloves; he wanted to taste her, but not yet. He laid on his side, propped his head on his palm, and used his other hand to trace a path from her lips to her neck and shoulders, but he skirted her breasts. While he traced the curves of her body, he watched her with a keenly observant eye. Her eyes darted around the room with frustration until he lightly touched her lower belly.
Emma reached out and touched his lips, tracing a similar path down his body, but when she got to his nipple, she did not graze it. Instead, she rolled it between her finger and thumb, and Leopold let out a groan. She was teasing him as he had done toher. He captured her mouth in a crushing kiss and moved his hand to claim her nipple which was hard against his fingers. She sighed against his mouth, and his lips left her mouth to suckle her breast, and she arched closer to him wanting more.
Leopold’s kisses trailed down to her lower belly and paused as his finger found the petals of her womanhood, and he dipped a finger into her tightness. She moaned and he rewarded her by sliding his finger deeper into her softness. Her fingers were tangled in his hair as she clutched at him demanding more. She moaned and sighed and his tongue grazed her nub. She was gloriously wet and slick, ready for him. Instinctively, she moved her hips against his hand as he stroked her long and deep.
He increased the tempo of his strokes through her tight wetness, and his thumb circled her nub. She gasped and held onto his hand until he withdrew it to raise himself up and kneel before her. He placed her legs over his shoulders, raised her hips, and lowered his head where he inhaled the musky scent of her womanhood before he kissed her most sensitive spot.
Leopold could feel Emma gripping his hair as he moved his tongue over her warm slit. She moaned with pleasure and sighed in frustration when he pulled back. He trailed kisses along the inside of her thighs. He knew where she wanted him, but he kissed her everywhere except on the warm folds until she moaned.
“Please.”
He tongued her softness and savored her sweet taste as she grew more wet. He kissed her wet folds and slowly massaged her with his tongue. She thrust her hips with such abandon in the heat of her passion. He stroked deep into her softness before he withdrew to suck on her nub. She pulled at his hair and pressed him even closer. His tongue worked an irresistible rhythm as he thrust in and out until even he moaned his pleasure with her. He slipped two fingers inside her as he grazed her nub. Sheshattered and came apart against him as she screamed his name in pleasure. Yet, he did not stop. He increased the tempo of his strokes, giving and taking until he carried her over the edge once more.
He withdrew and Emma lifted her hips to find him. His cock ached to bursting, and he could think of nothing more than being buried in her softness. He lowered her to the bed and opened her legs to settle himself between them. He kissed her deeply and, with one swift stroke, he entered her tight passage. He paused, kissing her nipple until she grew accustomed to his hardness there. He kissed and massaged her breasts until she writhed against him, then he thrust his hips and sank deep into her. She clung to his shoulders as he thrust over and over until they formed a rhythm where she met each thrust.
She moaned her desire, and he vowed to give her everything that she needed. Her slick tightness was all the sustenance that he wanted. He kissed her lips and caught her gasp, feeling her fingers entwined in his hair as she claimed his tongue. He shook with the intensity of her kiss and her tightness. His need drove him. Leopold was consumed by pleasure, and Emma could no longer match his thrusts as she screamed her release, and the searing sensation within him exploded as he found his.
Leopold collapsed onto his side, careful not to crush her with his weight. He calmed his ragged breathing and pulled her to his chest. He gently ran his fingers along her arm.
“I did not know what to expect, Leo, but that was beautiful.”
“My sweet wife. The feel and taste of you brought me so much pleasure.” Leo raised her chin and softly kissed her lips. He rested for a while before he got up and took the towel that he had prepared to clean and dry her. He cradled her in his arms.
Leo was completely exhausted so he closed his eyes for just a moment. He must have fallen asleep because he awoke to the stirring of his cock. He could feel Emma’s hands movingtentatively over him as if she marveled that he grew. Her fingers tightened around him, and she gently stroked his desire until he was as hard as iron. For a moment, he kept his eyes closed and savored the feeling. But when her fingers tightened more, he pulled her on top of him and took a nipple in his mouth. It was hard and ready and he suckled. She writhed against him, moving her hips against his cock, and as he sucked harder, she leaned into the pleasure.
He raised her and positioned his cock at her hot opening. He squeezed and rolled her nipple as he sucked each in turn. She positioned herself, her hands on his shoulders as she worked her way onto his cock. They both groaned in pleasure. Leopold held still as she took more of him inside her, thrusting her hips. He held her hips and guided her until she took all of him.
He held her hips and thrust. “So tight.” He whispered as she moaned against his lips.
He freed one of his hands to thumb her nub, and she jerked as she shattered and screamed his name. She continued to thrust as he gently circled her nub until his thumb became more insistent, and they both cried their release. That night Leo took his wife over and over again until they were exhausted and spent.
