Page 65 of Wickeds Scandal
The green eyes smoldered as he took inher stance. His breathing quickened.
“Take down your hair.” It was acommand.
She stretched her arms up, conscious howthe action lifted her breasts.
Sutton watched in rapt silence. Hisgaze flicked from her face to her breasts.
Alexandra pulled out the pins holdingback her mass of hair. Chestnut spirals struck her shoulders and skimmeddown her naked body to dance against her waist.
Sutton’s arm shot out. He wound herhair around his wrist and gently but forcibly pulled her to him. Histeeth nipped at her ear lobe. His mouth fell upon hers in a fierce kiss,demanding she give herself to him.
Alexandra responded by wrapping her armsaround him. Her breasts rubbed against the hair on his chest. Shegroaned, tortured by the sensation of their bare skin. His arousal, thick andhard pushed against her.
“Wanton.” He whispered. “Wanton forme.”
Alexandra didn’t argue. She noddedeagerly.
Sutton twirled her small form towards thegiant bed. He picked her up as if she were no more than a housecat andtossed her on the mattress. Her hair fanned out across the burgundycoverlet and her legs fell open erotically.
“One day I will have you spread beforeme in nothing but your garters and hose, your very essence open to me.”Alexandra blinked as the words came back to her. She sat up on her elbowsto see Sutton watching her.
“You should not doubt me.” Heremembered as well.
The sound of boots and breeches hittingthe floor met her ears. He would be on the bed in a moment. Herheart raced.
“Sutton?”
“Mmm?” The bed sank down on oneend.
“The lamps. Seduction should takeplace in dim light, don’t you agree?”
On his hands and knees, as naked as she,he approached her. She could clearly see between his legs.
“No, I do not. I wish to seeyou. Everything lovely inch.”
Alexandra stared at the canopy over thebed. She had been raised on a working farm. All male animals werepossessed of the same basic equipment. Well, at least pigs and cows.
“Alex.”
Sutton sat back on his haunches, apatient smile hovering on his lips.
Alexandra looked lower. A thickswatch of dark hair nested around his manhood.
Alexandra assessed the situation.She had felt his arousal through his breeches but underestimated its actualsize.She bit her lip. It was so large. It wasmuchlarger than she’danticipated.
Sutton leered at her. “Don’t lose yourbravado now, Badger.”
The inky strands of his hair fell,framing his angelic features. The dragon peeked over Sutton’s shoulder,watching her with the same intensity Sutton did. He got down on all foursand moved towards her. An exotic and beautiful tiger, stalking itsprey. He hovered over her, his hair falling around her shoulders.His arousal brushed sensuously against her thigh.
Her eyes never leaving his face, shemoved back against the pillows.
Fingers flicked one nipple.
Alexandra gasped, but she didn’tmove.
He rubbed the nipple, rolling it betweenhis finger and thumb. The green of his eyes seemed deeper, richer, theflecks of gold lit by fire. Leaning forward, he took the nipple into thewet warmth of his mouth. He grazed the peak with his teeth.
“Oh, dear.” Alexandra pressed herhead back into the pillows. A spurt of moisture spread between herlegs. The wicked feeling returned.
