Page 11 of Her Rogue for Christmas
Theo stareddown at Elena’s flushed body.Her eyes were closed as she lay languidly upon the bed.He traced his thumb lightly over her skin, studying her unabashedly.This was precisely how he had always imagined her: naked, well-loved, her hair splayed across his bed.He prayed this would not be their only night together, but on the chance it was, he wanted to imprint this sight in his memory forever.
“I know that is not all you do in bed,” she murmured in a husky tone.“You have yet to find your own pleasure.”
“My pleasure is incidental,” he replied.“This night is for you, to show you how it can be.”To convince her that they could have everything if only she would take a chance on him.
“If it is truly for me,” she said, a wicked glint in her eye, “then I want you to lose those clothes, darling.”
His lips twitched.“I am not sure that is wise.At least, not just yet.”
“I insist,” she demanded, her tone light but firm.“I refuse to be the only one unclothed.”She propped herself on her elbows and studied him.“I want to see all of you.I need to touch you.”
Theo closed his eyes and groaned softly.He had promised her an unforgettable night, and it seemed he was prepared to deny her nothing—not even himself.Standing, he began to remove his clothing, starting with his jacket, then his waistcoat, discarding them on the floor without a care.He pulled at his cravat and tossed it onto the bed, an idea sparking in his mind.Something he’d never considered before, yet tonight, a night devoted to her, it seemed fitting.After slipping off his boots and lowering his breeches, he stood naked before her, allowing her to drink in the sight.
“You’re beautiful,” she whispered.
“You wished to touch me.”He swallowed the lump in his throat.“I have a suggestion.”
She raised a brow.“You wish to dictate how I touch you?”
“Not at all.”He grinned.“However you touch me will bring pleasure beyond my wildest imagination.It is merely a suggestion to allow you control over what happens between us.”
“I am listening,” she replied, her gaze riveted upon him, though she made no move to close the distance.
He knew this was precisely what she needed.Pleasure, yes, but also control—something to ease the last of her fears.Gesturing to his cravat lying on the bed, he said, “Tie my hands to the headboard.There’s a place in the center where you can loop it through and secure each end to my wrists.”
Her breath hitched.“But…”
“I will be at your mercy.You know enough to use me as you wish.”He grinned, voice low.“And, as I said, any way you touch me will bring me pleasure.”
She looked at the headboard, then back at him, before taking a steadying breath and nodding.“Very well.Come up onto the bed.”
He climbed onto the bed and stretched out before her.Following his instruction, she retrieved his cravat and secured him to the headboard.His arousal hardened further as she straddled him, her gaze sweeping over his form, her touch feather-light upon his chest.He inhaled sharply as her fingers grazed his skin.“Yes,” he said, his voice rough.“Do that again.”
Elena smiled.“Perhaps I will.But not yet.”She focused her attention lower, her gaze settling on him as she licked her lips.He groaned, fervently hoping she intended to do as he dreamed.Her fingers slid down his stomach, a teasing trail, until she reached his arousal and traced a single finger along its length.He tensed beneath her touch.
“Elena,” he murmured hoarsely.“I need…” He barely restrained himself.
“Soon enough, darling,” she replied.“I want to taste you as you did me.”Before he could respond, she leaned down, her warm mouth pressing against him as her tongue traced along his cock.He jerked, a low moan escaping his lips as pleasure surged through him.“Oh yes, you enjoy that, don’t you?”she murmured, taking him in hand, her palm sliding over him.He hardened further, a feat he had not thought possible.
“I enjoy everything,” he assured her.
“Good,” she said with a mischievous smile.“Because I am not finished.”Leaning down, she took the tip of him into her mouth, and he felt his self-control slipping.The warm, wet heat of her mouth undid him entirely.
“Elena, darling,” he said through gritted teeth, “if you continue, I’ll spend in your mouth.”He was perilously close to doing just that.
“What if that’s exactly what I want?”she asked, her gaze playful.
“Then I won’t argue.”He managed a smile, though his breath was ragged.“But if my wishes mean anything to you, then please…take me inside you.I want you so much.”
She paused, tapping her chin thoughtfully before smiling.“As you wish, darling,” she said, positioning herself over him.
He held his breath as she lowered herself, guiding him to her entrance.Slowly, she took him in, her body enveloping him in a warmth that made every other experience pale in comparison.She was wet, tight, and utterly his.Perhaps it was more accurate to say he was utterly hers.
Elena began to move, finding her rhythm as he lay bound beneath her.Her beautiful form arched above him, her soft gasps filling the room as she sought her own pleasure.Her inner muscles tightened around him, sending him spiraling closer to his release.As he felt the culmination of their passion build, he gripped the cloth binding his wrists, surrendering to the sensations as he reached his peak.Stars exploded behind his eyes, his release intermingling with her own cries of ecstasy.
This night, this moment, was beyond anything he had thought possible.Their first time together had been everything he had dreamed—and more.It was perfect, because it was with her.He loved her beyond measure, and he prayed, after the night was through she would not be able to walk away from him so easily.
Eight
