Page 74 of The Scarred Duke's Bride
He moved downward, tracing the curve of her cheekbone. “So soft, smooth, silky…not a flaw to be seen anywhere. Not a freckle or a spot, nor a pustule or a blemish, just bone-white perfection. How does she do it?”
She smirked. “Hats. Lots of hats.”
He grinned, twisting his wrist out of her hand, so he could lace their fingers together. He leaned down and licked her nipple. “Your breasts, so supple, so soft, like pillows. I want to lie between them and never leave.” He matched actions to words. “Mm, and you smell so sweet, like honeysuckle and rose,” he murmured into her skin before breathing in deeply. He licked the side of her breast. “You taste good as well.”
She had been giggling all the while, her face heated from all the compliments. “What else?” she asked.
Still burying his nose in her skin, he moved downward from her breasts to her belly. “The gentle curve of your belly is an invitation to touch. To kiss…” He deposited butterfly kisses all over her belly. “Soft, so soft everywhere. I want to drown myself in you. Or eat you up.” He bit down gently against her stomach.
She squeaked, jerking in surprise. The growing anticipation was almost too much. She spread her legs slightly and waited. “Go on.” she urged.
He ran a hand down her arm. “Your downy hair feels like a cushion on your arms.” He squeezed her arm before lifting it to sniff her armpit, making her jerk away and giggle. “Mm, ambrosia,” he said.
“Stop it,” she whispered, laughing.
“Stop what?” he asked, his hand on her hip.
“You are stalling.”
“I am enjoying every inch of you, and I shall continue to do so.”
“This will not put a baby in me.”
“Humph. Serve your father right if we don’t manage to impregnate you while he still breathes.”
“I know you would take care of us, Eric, but I don’t want to lose this place.”
“It is the Stark seat. It is the only place you’re not guaranteed to lose.”
“No. Father purchased this property when my mother became pregnant for a third time as the physicians said that the climate here suited her more than Wessex. That’s where the duchy is, and from what I hear, it is much neglected.”
Eric frowned. “Are you sure?”
“Yes. So, we would lose this place.”
“It means that much to you?”
She lowered her lashes. “It does.”
“Enough to give your father a baby? To lay withme?”
“No! If that was so, I would have told you about this as soon as you told me about my father’s conditions. But at the time, I did not care what you got or did not get. If you don’t meet my father’s conditions, you will likely inherit a neglected property that will put you in debt. And you will lose access to the means to make it a viable proposition. I am only telling you this now because I realize that I trust you, and we must truly be in this together, or we will not make it. I saw it today. My father is an evil, malicious man.” She turned to look him earnestly in the eye. “I thought you were like him or just another man out for what he could get, but you are not. I cannot imagine another man apologizing to me. I think all my doubts were cleared away at that breakfast table.”
He stared intently at her as if trying to gauge her level of seriousness. Then his eyes dropped to her mouth, and he was swooping down to kiss her hard and passionately.
She held on tight, giving as well as she got, her tongue tangling with his as their lips mashed together. Her breasts flattened against his chest, and she slung a leg over his hip. She could feel his erection against her inner thigh, and her breath quickened in anticipation of what was to come.
His hands trailed all over her back before he caressed her thigh, pulling her leg further up so it was almost at his waist. He wiggled his lower body into the space provided, grinding into her as he moaned.
“Can we…like this?” she asked against his mouth.
“We shall see.”
He cupped her breasts, squeezing gently before removing his lips from hers, so he could suckle. She groaned, throwing her head back and arching her back to give him more room. Suddenly, he stopped kissing her and moved away. “Turn around,” he said.
“Wha…?”
Without waiting for her compliance, he reached for her shoulders and turned her, so she was facing away from him. He pushed up against her from behind, lifting her leg out of the way before his erection was questing, seeking entry into her most secret place.
