Page 16 of Her Duke of Sin: Lady Be Wicked
“Each touch,” she said. “Each kiss. It just gets better.” Juliette stepped back and slid her shift off. She stood before him with no more barriers. “Now come kiss me again.”
He swallowed hard and stared at her as if he’d never seen a naked woman before. Then he stalked forward and picked her up, then gently placed her on the settee. He slid his fingers down her thighs and then cupped her mound. “I’m going to kiss you here.”
She almost protested. Surely that wasn’t done… But then she stopped herself. Juliette had wanted to experience it all, and he knew far more about love making then she ever would. “Yes,” she said. “Please.”
He grinned that wicked smile of his. “You’re perfect,” he said. Then he lowered his head until he was between her thighs. He spread her wide and settled there. The first touch of his tongue against her sensitive flesh sent her flying. She jolted upward, but he held her in place. He sucked that throbbing nub into his mouth and she saw stars between her eyes. He slid one finger inside of her as he sucked, then another. She began to writhe beneath him, but he kept going until she felt something building inside of her. “More,” she demanded, but she didn’t know what she was asking for. All she knew was only he could give it to her, and she prayed he understood. He pumped his fingers inside of her and licked, sucked her until she couldn’t take any more. Juliette nearly screamed as she bust into millions of tiny sensations.
“That’s it,” he said. “Give it all to me.”
She was limp from his attention. Juliette lost all ability to think, to move, to do anything except accept what he offered. Lazily, she turned her head to glance at him. He removed his breaches, and if she wasn’t already fully pleasured, the sight of his manhood might have frightened her. He was large and thick, and surely that thing would not fit inside of her. She almost giggled at the thought.
He moved back toward her. She reached out and ran a finger over his rigid flesh. He moaned. “Juliette,” he said. “Touch me again.”
As she wanted to feel all of him, she did as he asked. She wrapped her fingers around him and stroked him. He thrust between her clasped fingers and groaned. “That feels so good, but it’ll be even better once I am inside of you. He pulled back and then joined her on the settee. He settled between her thighs, his cock slid against her swollen, wet folds. “We’re going to take this slow,” he said. “It’s your first time, and I want to make it good for you. At least as much as I can…”
She nodded. “Come inside me,” she said. There was no need to fear anything. Not with him. She wanted to give him everything.
He pushed inside of her, and he groaned. Only the tip of him was there, but she knew there would be more. He had been so large, after all. Slowly, he slid farther into her. It was a strange feeling. Juliette didn’t know what to make of it. So far it hadn’t hurt, and she had expected it to. She felt…almost full. Finally, he slid all the way in and she cried out. There was a sharp pain, but it slowly faded.
“I am so sorry,” he said. “I wouldn’t hurt you for anything…”
“I am all right,” she reassured him. “I’m sure there is more…”
He chuckled softly, then pressed his lips to hers. As he kissed her, he started to move. With each thrust, he kissed her until she became lost in the sensations. That familiar build up was growing inside of her again. She would fall apart again, but this time, he would be deep inside of her. Juliette moved with him now, wanting to reach that climax. The need inside of her was a driving force she couldn’t ignore. Gideon ground against her and then she fell into her release. Once she had fallen over the edge, he lost all control and pounded into her, then groaned as his own pleasure overtook him and he spilled his seed inside of her.
Gideon fell limp against her, then rolled them to the side. He was still inside of her, but not as hard as he had been. She knew she should be worried about the consequences of what they had just done, but she couldn’t make herself care. Juliette reached up and brushed a lock of his dark hair to the side. She loved him. How could she ever regret that?
Gideon closed his eyes and reveled in her touch. It was something he could grow accustomed to, and in the past, that would have terrified him. With Juliette, he wanted to pull her closer and start loving her all over again. She was everything to him, and he needed to tell her that. He didn’t want this to be just for now. He wanted forever with her.
“Darling,” he began. “We need to talk.”
“There is no need,” she said. ‘I am no fool. I understand what this is.”
“And what is it exactly?” he lifted a brow. Gideon had a feeling she thought he would make love to her and then pretend as if they had never been intimate before. If she believed he would walk away from her and never look back, he had to disabuse her of that notion, and fast.
“You have a spectacular reputation,” she told him. “I’ve heard enough to know this wasn’t meant to be anything permanent.”
He sighed. It wasn’t one of relief after hearing those words. In the past, he would have been grateful he hadn’t bedded a clingy female. Now, when he finally found one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, she was trying to put up walls. It was a novel experience, and he didn’t like it. Now he understood how all the women in his past may have felt when he told them he wasn’t interested in keeping them. “In that you’re wrong,” he said more gruffly than he’d intended.
“Which part?” she asked.
“My reputation is as tattered as you implied,” he told her. “But I don’t want this to end. There’s nothing I want less than that.”
“You want to have a long-term love affair?” She drew her eyebrows together. “Do you think that’s wise?”
He shook his head. “No,” he said. “I’m bumbling this. Forgive me, I’ve never asked a woman to marry me before.”
She sat up and stared down at him. “Pardon me,” she said, exasperated. “You want to marry me?”
“I do,” he said. “More than anything.”
“Why,” she demanded. “I can’t be the first innocent you’ve taken to your bed. I am not making any demands on you.”
Gideon drew her back down so he could stare into her eyes. “First of all, even though I do have quite the lecherous past, I do not make a habit of deflowering virgins.’
She rolled her eyes. “But you have…”
“I haven’t,” he said. “Even I have limits.” Gideon sighed. “I don’t want to marry you because you were a virgin, love.”
