Page 22 of Buon Natale, My Wicked Rogue
A thought came to him. “You’ve been touching yourself up there in your bed?”
She nodded.
Chapter Seven
Evan took her hand from his cheek and pressed it to his lips. Then he licked her fingertips and tasted the truth of her words. A bolt of desire rocked through him, and his blood rushed into his cock with such force that he felt a little lightheaded. He wanted one thing.
To taste her intimately.
“Did you make yourself come?” he asked, placing his hands on her waist.
“No.”
He slid his hands slowly upward until he reached the underside of her breasts, enjoying the feel of them, so full, so soft. He teased her warm flesh with his fingertips. “Did you want to?”
“Yes,Oh Mamma Mia!Yes.” Her voice was husky and sensual.
“Then why didn’t you make yourself come?” He cupped her breasts through the fuzzy flannel cloth, careful to avoid touching her nipples. There was no need to rush. He wanted to tease her until she burned as hotly with craving as he did.
“No,” she said. “I came to find you.”
How gratifying it was to know she felt the same about their coming together as he did. He continued caressing her breasts, feathery touches with his fingertips when he longed to crushthose soft, full globes in his hands. But this was about pleasing her. There was something utterly sensual about stroking her through the flannel. It gave a sort of naughty but forbidden aspect to the act. He put his mouth to hers and moved his lips slowly, sensually over hers.
After a few moments, she tore her mouth away and panted for breath. “Touch them!”
“Touch what?” he asked, wanting to hear her say the words.
“Touch my nipples,” she said softly but with some frustration in her tone.
How validating that tremble of frustrated desire was. And how arousing.
He stroked the palms of his hands over her firm nipples and felt them grow even firmer through the flannel. She began to unbutton the row of what seemed to be countless buttons on the bodice of her nightgown.
As soon as she’d undone half of them, he placed his hand on her bare flesh. The heat and softness of her breasts made his cock throb. He didn’t know how long he’d be able to focus on her and not give in to the hunger that pulsed through his flesh with every heartbeat.
“I want to feel your mouth on them,” she said, as she stopped un-buttoning then tugged at the cloth. “Oh, all these buttons!”
“Here, allow me,” he said, brushing her hands away and taking the two sides of her bodice and tearing them apart. Buttons popped and flew about them on the chaise longue.
She gasped and then laughed, a wicked, womanly type of laugh that made his blood boil even more.
Her breasts, freed from the nightgown, were so full, and her nipples a dark rose. He bent and put his lips to her breast. The satiny softness was a delight, and he lingered, enjoying the warmth of her flesh on his lips and the scent of her. He flicked his tongue, drawing a slow line until he reached her nipple.
She trembled against him. He drew her erect nipple into his mouth, and she cried out and clutched his head. “Oh, cielo!”
He reached a hand down and grasped a handful of her bunched-up nightgown. “This damn flannel...”
He took her mouth again, and she groaned, and then he felt the delicate tremble in her body. He contorted his body and reached for the hem of that damned heavy garment that kept him from touching her bare flesh.
“I have to touch you. I am mad to touch you,” he breathed against her mouth. “Are you wet for me, love? You know that I am going to make you come. Before you go leave this room, I am going to make you come so hard.”
She moaned as her pelvis arched towards him.
At her open eagerness, he groaned in frustration as he still fought with the long, heavy hem, feeling the soft prickle of the yards of expensive lace. And he stopped for a moment and pressed his palm against the apex of her legs, feeling the damp heat of her intimate flesh that had soaked through the cloth.
“Oh, cielo...”Her breath was hot, and wine scented as it blew over his face.
“Yes, my beautiful love, you’re going to find heaven this night. I am going to take you there.”
