Page 44 of The Allure Of Lord Devlin
He eased her down on the settee. If he was to ensure her pleasure, he needed a minute to douse his raging need, which wasn’t helped when his glittering gaze feasted on her darkened, hard nipples showing through the fine linen of her nightgown exposed when he’d pulled her robe apart. “Command me. Where would you like my mouth, my lips . . . ?”
“Everywhere,” was her husky reply.
“Your wish is my command.”
He took his time untying the tiny ribbons holding her nightgown closed and keeping his gaze from her bare skin. He peeled back the edges and marveled at the shape of her breasts. Full and firm and waiting for his touch. He didn’t make her wait long. He nuzzled her breasts, letting his lips glide over the plump mounds, dipping to kiss the valley between her breasts. She sighed in approval as his mouth found one taut nipple and gently rolled it around his mouth, licking with his tongue. Her sighs turned to soft moans as he suckled her. She was liquid heat beneath him, her soft curves inflaming his ardor, while he still struggled for control over his rampaging need to sink deep between her thighs. Something he would not do tonight, but something that would give him the power to defeat his enemy and return to her. He stayed suckling her breasts until, at last, he felt a modicum of restraint.
With his raging need under control, he lifted her nightgown over her head and sat back to drink in the beauty of her nakedness. She was a vision that made man understand the power of God to have created something so beautiful.
Then he kissed down her stomach and nestled between her thighs. He watched in satisfaction as she gripped the cushion behind her head; her raised arms lifting her bosom as if calling for his mouth, while her hips lifted slightly, also calling for attention. Her body recognized his moves and cried out. His hands touched her silken thighs, and she needed no further encouragement to part them so that he could slide between them.
He glanced up at her succulent body. Her eyes flew open.
“I’m waiting to be commanded. Where should I kiss you next?”
Her hips lifted in answer as she pleaded with him. “I bow to your prowess. . . .” He’d forgotten she was an innocent, and he loved how a slight blush covered her cheeks as he looked at the womanly heart of her.
Holding her gaze, he slowly lowered his mouth and licked through her wet folds. Her eyes closed and her head fell back on the cushion with a sigh.
He pressed his mouth against the sensitive moistness of her sex. Licking and stroking with his tongue, he teased her, and he could feel her arousal when the small nub between her folds swelled against the pressure of his mouth. “You taste of the sweetest nectar. I swear I could live on nothing else.”
“God, don’t stop. I order you, beg you.”
He smiled to himself as he bent and enthusiastically obeyed. He found her nub and gently sucked. Then he licked until he felt her body stiffen. He teased her for a few moments longer before finally plunging his tongue deep inside her. Her cries of pleasure filled the room, inflaming him even more. In moments, Dharma convulsed, her hands gripping handfuls of his hair as she shuddered and moaned. He rose onto his knees to watch the beautiful sight, but became alarmed when small trails of tears leaked from the corner of her eyes.
He gently stroked her stomach and quietly asked. “What’s wrong? Have I shocked you?”
Her lids fluttered open, and she smiled as he imagined an angel would smile. “That was beautiful, almost surreal. I never realized how fabulous making love could feel. It touched me here.” She placed his hand over her heart.
He understood completely. His heart had pounded in unison with hers. He’d never wanted to please a woman as much as he wanted to with Dharma.
He squeezed his body to lie down next to her. “But we haven’t really made love. This is simply the delicious appetizer before the main course. You know I can go no further tonight because?—”
She placed her finger over her lips. “You will come back to me. Promise me.”
“You are the best incentive. I have to remain alive.”
“Can you swear that if you feel your life is in mortal danger, you’ll withdraw to fight another day? Withdrawal to come back to me. With Lord Liverpool holding the note that clears your father, it won’t take long for Longton to be exposed. Your revenge doesn’t have to be claimed tomorrow.”
He would never get her to understand what his father’s death had done to him. The fact he’d not been there and the soul-destroying knowledge that his father had died for his family. He was so close… “I will try to do as you ask… But my patience ran out long ago.”
She held his gaze for a moment and then slowly nodded, hugging him to her. They stayed, holding each other and wishing this night would never end.
“Perhaps if you loved me enough, you could forget this dangerous?—”
He pressed a finger to her lips. “Don’t make me choose. Please… a man’s honor is all he has, and I swore on my father’s grave to avenge him.”
She lay looking at him as if her world was ending and his heart cracked; the pain ripping through him.
Finally, she rolled onto her side facing him, and ran a hand down his body to his groin where he was still rock hard. “It would be unfair to leave you in such a condition.” She fumbled with the placket of his trousers and slipped her hand inside. At her first touch of his thrumming cock, a groan welled deep in his chest.
Dharma rose to her knees next to him, and her free hand traced over the clothes hiding his chest and stomach from her view while she stroked him intimately. “I’m not sure what to do now.”
“Just keep doing what you are doing. Let me for a brief time forget everything but the feel and touch of you.”
She was breathtaking. The graceful curve of her bared shoulders, the gentle mounded slope of her pert breasts, and the flawless perfection of her naked skin were all he could desire. Not to mention the alluring rose shape of her soft mouth, with the darker color of her brows a contrast to the fair luster of her hair.
Devlin tried to think of something other than her hand upon him. He wanted to make this moment last all night, but it wouldn’t. He’d spend in her hand if she continued much longer.
