Page 24 of Garnish with a Candy Cane
“I’ll take you any place you want to go.”
My promise earns me a grin. “I can’t wait to meet all of them.”
“I can’t wait for them to meet you.”
Stunning green eyes gradually blink open and her drowsy gaze meets mine. “I’m ready.”
She slowly rises from the water spackled with sweet-scented residue and fuck me if I’m on my feet in an instant. Holding out my hand, I assist her stepping over the high rim and onto the fluffy mat. She’s so fucking beautiful.
I grab another towel and gently rub across her chest and down her arms drying the delicate skin. When I reach her stomach, I kneel and kiss the length of the jagged line. “I hope you know you’re the only woman I’d ever get on my knees for.”
Graceful hands ruffle my hair and stroke over my head, comforting me as much as I hope I’m comforting her with a tender caress.
“Why are you always touching my scar?”
“Because it’s a reminder of how fucking lucky I am that you’re alive and here with me.”
Unshed tears sparkle in her eyes when she whispers my name. I toss the towel on the vanity and stand, scooping her up. Not giving a damn about her damp legs and feet. Both of us will be drenched soon anyway.
She clutches me tight confirming her confidence in me that I refuse to fuck up. I also refuse to let her freeze and maneuver her under the blankets while I strip down. Record speed to get completely naked, I want to watch her for hours, drink in her beauty, and slowly peruse every gorgeous inch of her body. Yet the hesitation in her eyes compels me to slide on the bed and between her legs as fast as I can. Her breath stutters with my cock throbbing at her entrance. “I’ve never been bare with a woman before but I have to be with you. I have to feel everything.”
With quivering fingertips, she brushes over the ink on my chest. Scarlett rages across her cheeks as she whispers. “I’ve never been anything before.”
Fuck. Me. I am a lucky, lucky bastard. I knew she was inexperienced but had no idea she was saving herself. I won’t allow her to feel anything but desired. “Pleasure Duchess. I’m going to give you nothing but pleasure tonight, I swear.”
“I trust you.”
That fucks me up, and I kiss her softly, confirming I accept and appreciate the faith sheplaces in me. Leisurely I explore her mouth tasting the rich smoky flavor of whiskey mingled with a slight hint of mint. With all the tension gone from her supple body, I reach down and caress her breast, plucking and teasing her nipple until the nub peaks harder than steel, and she moans around my tongue. I pull away, only to lick and suck down her throat, to the hollow between her tits and lave the other nipple just as eager for attention.
Once her fingernails scrape across my scalp, I know she’s ready for more. First I leave love bites across the smooth skin so tomorrow she remembers who owns her. Who loves her. Who fucks her.
She giggles from my possessiveness, and I use my teeth to nip her hipbone in playful retaliation. Fuck me when she gasps and arches off the bed. Interesting. My Duchess likes blending a little pain with her pleasure. This unexpected discovery will be fun to explore.
Even more proof when I lightly cup her pussy. Dripping wet for me and my touch. “You like it rough, Duchess?”
A wild blush engulfs her face, and she jerks her head to the side, attempting to bury her face in the pillow. Fuck that. I crawl back up her torso and grasp her chin forcing her to look at me. “Never be ashamed to tell me what you like.”
“I didn’t know I liked it. I’ve never…it just felt good.”
Her voice cracks with the question, shocking me and herself. “I’m glad you’ve never. We’ll find out what feels good together, okay?”
Only a slight nod but at least agreement. Now I get the honor of relaxing her all over again and ascertaining what else sheenjoys. “Hopefully eating your pussy will feel good too.”
“Duke!”
She rolls back and forth underneath me in faux admonishment but I know she’s curious. “Watch. I want you to see yourself come on my tongue.”
Huge eyes meet mine and follow my every move as she props up on her elbows. Once again she reminds me that she’s more resilient than I sometimes give her credit. I spread apart her trembling legs and mark that silky skin too. Up one luscious thigh and down the other alternating between nibbles and scrapes, deep enough to sting but not enoughto pierce the skin. Besides her panting, her pussy pools arousal that I eagerly lick with broad strokes until her knees dig into my shoulders trying to shut me out, overwhelmed with the sensations engulfing her body. Not fucking happening. I thumb her clit while I graze and then suckle her swollen lips.
I think she’s the one to draw blood as she yanks my hair in her ecstasy, encouraging me to go all in. Adding a finger between her slick folds, I apply slow pressure searching for her g spot. She writhes underneath me confirming I’ve found the trigger point when her hips stop keeping rhythm with my worship on her clit. She cries out and honey coats my mouth. I lap her cream relishing her sweetness and add a second finger. Stretching and opening her for me so I can keep my promise. I work her innocent pussy until she jolts again, wringing another orgasm so powerful she collapses against the mattress, breathless and spent. Unaware I’m just getting started. “You didn’t watch.”
Hooded eyes meet mine as I plank over her on my forearm and caress her face. A sated smile makes my cock twitch against her pulsing slit ready to suck me in.
“I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I guess I liked it too much.”
“No such thing.”
I ease in the tip until her virginity restricts me from going further. Some of her earlier tension returns from the anticipation. “Watch me this time. Watch as I make love to you for the very first time.”
