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Leo surprised her by closing the distance and capturing her lips while his hand pulled her close. He devoured her mouth until she was breathless. She gasped, so much for her teasing him. She was the one on fire.
They had eaten their fill and consumed two bottles of wine. A warm feeling began to flow through Emma’s body, and she felt giddy. Perhaps she drunk too much wine. It stirred her desire, and although she listened to Leo and smiled at his words, she had long since given up on following the trail ofthe conversation. She nodded in agreement and tried to appear interested in what he was saying. She wanted his tongue licking at hers and his teeth nibbling at her lips. A delicious shudder shot through her at the thought of him kissing her at the center of her desire.
“Let us sit closer to the fire.” His eyes caressed her with lusting invisible fingers.
Yes. I would enjoy that. “Of course,” she said, feeling a rising anticipation.
They moved over to the sofa, and the blanket had slipped from Emma’s shoulders. She had her wine glass in her hand, and as she sat down, some of the contents spilled on her chest, running down her breast.
“Oh dear,” she said as she steadied her hand.
“Here. Let me help you with that.” Leo took the glass and rested it on the floor. He bent over and licked the wine from her breast with delicious, hot strokes.
“It tastes so much better on you,” he whispered between licks.
His tongue felt like heaven, and Emma arched her back so he could lick more of her. Shivers of pleasure raced down her spine. When all the wine had been licked from Emma’s body, Leo put her head on his shoulder and stroked her hair. Emma lifted her head and found Leo’s mouth for a searing kiss that made her heartbeat throb in her ears. She held on to his head and pulled him closer as his tongue explored her mouth.
“Emma,” Leo moaned against her lips.
She tingled as he said her name. Their eyes locked, and a shudder moved through her as a look of raw, wild need passed between them. Leo claimed her mouth in a hard kiss that made her reel with the pent-up hunger threatening to enflame her. She curled her fingers in his hair and gave a sigh that was a cross between pleasure and frustration. He heard her need andresponded with kisses that were hotter and hungrier. Emma so desperately needed him that she kissed him with fury. He kissed her until she was trembling with need. Leo pulled her closer until she could feel the hard length of him. Emma slowly caressed his cock and delighted in his groan. She was thrilled to feel his hard cock and ached at the thought of him moving inside her.
Leo rocked her against his hard length. His urgency caused a flame of desire to kindle between her thighs. Emma felt the molten heat burn low in her belly and throb between her thighs. Every inch of her lit up with the burning, urgent need to possess Leo, not for him to possess her. Her mouth covered his, her tongue invading his mouth and nibbling at his lips. Leo’s hands found both of her breasts, and he massaged and squeezed her nipples between his finger and thumb. She moaned into his mouth when he took her nipples and kissed each in turn. The rain from the storm lashed the windows, but they paid no heed. Emma had her tempest that was wreaking havoc inside her.
Emma circled his cock as she deepened the kiss. An involuntary gasp escaped her when his hand found the slit between her legs, where she was saturated and desperate.
“I have longed to feel your heat,” he whispered against her ear.
Emma sighed in satisfaction as he parted her throbbing core and plunged a finger deep inside her. She nearly came apart at the feel of his finger and the sensation that rocked her core. She moved her hips and gyrated against his finger, searching for more. It was by an unspoken command that he withdrew and drove two fingers into her tight depths. Leo nibbled at her nipple while she clamped her tight passage around his fingers. His fingers plundered inside her, and she grew more wet as he intensified his strokes. She moaned with the need that was building inside her. His thumb massaged her nub,and an animal hunger took over. Raw need met pure desire as she raised herself and used her hand to guide his cock to the entrance of her already bruised softness. Leo moved to guide her hips, but Emma placed his hands at his side, though he groaned.
She slowly sank onto his cock, stretching her tight passage. She widened her thighs to take more of him as he kissed her neck and breasts. When she had sheathed all his thick cock, she moved against him in an unconscious rhythm, desperate to take more of him inside her. She rode slowly at first and then with an urgent need to be sure she had claimed every male inch of him. She felt a hunger she could not explain or deny. She could feel the smoldering liquid heat flowing over his hard flesh.
She began to move with a frenzy as she sank onto his cock with an intensity that shocked her. The ache between her thighs grew more and more insistent. She could feel herself tightening around him, and she could no longer control her wildness. Her frenzied strokes were driven by pure need. His thumb found her nub, and with a light stroke, her wet center constricted, and she screamed his name. Waves of ecstasy crashed over her, and she trembled against him.
Leo stood, his arms around her, with her still impaled on his cock, and laid her on the rug before the fireplace. Emma’s heart pounded as he opened her thighs and plunged into her with long strokes that plundered. Her hot center pulsated and tingled with pleasure. She did not need Leo to be gentle with her; she did not want him to be. Her need for him felt insatiable and the pleasure indescribable. She was wild, open, and willing as he thrust into her until she abandoned herself to her release. His name tumbled from her lips, and he emptied his seed into her. Leo collapsed beside her, their bodies intertwined as she listened to the thunder, wind, and rain. Emma felt none of the wildness of the gales, for she was content. She heard Leo’s gentle snore and gazed at his face. He appeared so peaceful in his sleep.
Emma felt wonderful as she basked in the aftermath of their lovemaking. And to think that he stayed away when they could have been so intimate with each other. She felt bereft for those two nights when he did not come to her bed. There had been a pain deep in her chest, such heaviness. It was fortunate for her that her siblings were still at Adlington, and caring for them had kept her mind occupied until she lay in her bed at night. In bed, there was nothing to save her from her burning need. Leo seemed so relaxed and jovial when they exchanged stories about their childhood. This was in direct contrast to his stony silence over the past two days. She wondered why he could not have come to her sooner to express his feelings and emotions.
At any rate, it was good that he finally sought her out, which certainly augured well for their future together. Leo should feel more comfortable speaking with her whenever he is upset. At first, she did not think she could possibly be happy in the marriage, but she was surprised to find she was. Well, all except for his reaction to her helping poor Ada. Nevertheless, she was grateful that things seemed to be going well. She could only hope that nothing else would come along to threaten their happiness.
CHAPTER 13
Leopold awoke the morning after the storm feeling quite refreshed. The storm was a distant memory, for he could hear birds chirping. It was early morning, and he chose to stay beside Emma for a while longer. He wanted to stoke the fire, but he was loath to wake her.Stoke the fire… well, she certainly stoked his fire last night and much more. She was a sensual woman, and she ardently responded to his lovemaking, but last night was something else entirely. There was a hunger that radiated from her. She was mindless and insatiable with a craving for him.He loved every minute of it.
Leopold felt himself grow hard at the memory of her riding his cock. He wanted to grab her hips so he could guide her over the length of him, but she would not allow it. Leopold smiled at her brazenness. It was all that he could do to control himself, and he managed to fight the urge until she buckled on his cock. Only then did he lay her down so she could squirm and writhe under him. Leopold smiled. He supposed he should be grateful for the storm that trapped them here.
He was pleased to have spent the time alone with Emma. She needed to understand why he was so upset about her going offto care for a sick child. After their time together, hope spiraled up inside. He felt a sense of peace now that they once again shared intimacy. Their disagreement had made him consider other aspects of his life. He had cut himself off from close friends and distant relatives. He resolved to rekindle these relationships by calling upon those close to him. He was cementing his plans when he felt Emma stir. He gazed at her face until her eyes flickered open, and she had the gall to blush when her gaze met his.
“Good morning, my sweet Emma.”
“Good morning, Leo.” Emma gazed through the window. “I suppose this is the calm after the storm.”
“Indeed. I will stoke the fire.” Leo stood up and attended to the fire before he returned to her side. “I have been thinking …” he began.
“What about?”
“I know that healing means a lot to you. I know a physician who tends to sick children in London. I will make a sizeable donation to his efforts to help these children. It appears that there are children under ten years of age with diseases peculiar to that age, and this physician is well-placed to look after them. He believes it will improve his knowledge and skills.”
Emma reached over and pressed her mouth against his in a gentle kiss. “That is very thoughtful and kind of you, Leo.”
