One leg still curled around him, the other pressed against the door frame, her weight was firmly supported by his strong hands. And then she felt the blunt tip of his smooth but hard member pressing against her entrance, so wonderfully hard as he pushed. She cherished the moment he slowly exerted pressure until he’d penetrated deep into her.
Her heart beat so vehemently that she thought he must feel it, too.
And then she understood the allure of the pavilion.
Pippa adjusted her grip on the ring suspended from the ceiling and her arm on the shelf.
It was a tight space, a perfect space to hold on and make love upright.
And that’s what they did.
Nick slid into her, so deeply, so deliciously, and so fully that she let out a little scream.
“Pippa!” Nick feigned admonishing her, but he smirked. In the dim light she could see that his face was bright with mirth and so close that she could kiss the tip of his nose.
“This is so good!” she moaned.
“Someone could hear us,” Nick said with a tone that should have alarmed her, but she could hear that it was all in good fun. “Does this still feel good?” He pushed harder.
“Oh!” Pippa cried in bliss. She bit her lower lip.
“That’s my job.” Nick brought his delicious, big white teeth to her lip and nibbled at her lower lip, then plunged his tongue into her mouth when she opened up wide. At the same time, he slipped into her.
“This is the perfect angle!” She screamed when he pulled out and slid back in.
“My love,” Nick whispered half laughing, half strained.
“It is so perfect, it’s just that, the angle—” Pippa’s voice was strained and then failed when Nick pumped into her, his muscles rippling in the dim light, and she looked down at her legs spread wide and his sculpted body uniting with hers. A cry emerged. It was her again and she laughed, but then her muscles twitched, and Nick pushed deep. That was the end of her last bit of self-control.
Another cry echoed from her throat when Nick’s tongue swished through her mouth while below his thrusts hit a spot so perfectly within her that she convulsed.
Then he withdrew and pushed back to that spot.
Pippa held on tight to the ring, however she was overwhelmed with pleasure. A wave caught her from the inside and rushed through her from the center of that magical spot to the roots of her hair. Nick held her waist tight and pumped.
It was marvelous. Easy. Perfect.
Then he pushed so deep that Pippa convulsed with pleasure. He cried out as he followed her.
When they regained their breath, the room was even darker and they held each other.
“Thank you for opening my eyes to life,” Pippa said, her cheek resting on Nick’s shoulder.
He moved and took her face in his hands.
“You taught me that there’s another perspective on life than the one I had. I was locked up, the clumsy goose. I always felt lonely and ugly, but you showed me that life can be so beautiful. I didn’t see it until you made me see.”
Nick kissed her gently on the mouth. “You are a sight to behold.”
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Thank you for reading “A Sight to Behold,” I hope you enjoyed the story with Nick and Pippa. The series continues with Pippa’s cousin, Bea, and Alfie, the apothecary. Bea has her heart set on a prince, and she needs Alfie, the skilled apothecary, to make a love potion. But as they work together, an unexpected love sparks between them in this tale of forbidden romance. Read on to see how they meet before they star inThe Scent of Seductiona book where all your favorite characters from Harley Street will be back.
Epilogue
Meanwhile, in the hall outside the ballroom, Pippa’s cousin searched for her…
Bea couldn’t findPippa. Where had she gone?