Page 79 of A Literary Liaison
He glided his lips lightly over her satiny lips, nipping them with his own. He then licked them with the tip of his tongue. His breath mingled with her heat and torched her insides, but despite his obvious hunger, he loosened his embrace. He reluctantly pulled away from her mouth and watched her long lashes flutter and open slowly. Elisha stood still, seemingly paralyzed.
“If you want more, you’ll have to come for it,” he rasped low.
Elisha’s eyes shone in the candlelight, wide with shock. They were both breathless, their chests heaving. Edgar’s thumbs traced gentle circles on her waist, the soft tickling of her breath teasing her senses.
“Elisha,” he whispered tenderly.
She responded by pulling him down for another kiss, this one filled with all the passion and longing she had been holding back for so long. Her timid tongue darted out, copying his previous movements, brushing it across his lips, licking them ever so gently, and flicking the corners of his mouth, stoking her own fire.
“You drive me mad, woman,” he groaned before taking possession of her mouth, wanting more of the sugary taste.
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Edgar’s fingers traversedthe route of her form—brushing against the side of her breasts over coarse linen, the dip of her waist, then herround bottom. The swells of her tight bottom had him press his hard length against her stomach, eliciting a gasp that he swallowed with relish.
One hand kneaded her firm buttocks while his hips ground his steely length against her thighs.
“Bloody hell, you have the most tempting ass,” he whispered against her mouth.
He then released her mouth and held her gaze while pulling up the hem of her shift. Her eyes were half hooded, and her lashes tremored while her swollen lips glistened with moisture.
He closed his eyes and groaned upon feeling her bare flesh. When he opened them again, Elisha’s had closed, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip, ripe and moist from his assault.
The look of pleasure on her expression unleashed his primal urges, all reason dissipating with blood pooling in his cock.
Holding her gaze, he took her hand and brought it to the hard ridge pushing against his trousers. He showed her how to use her palm and rub it the way he liked.
Releasing her hand, he dotted her neck with soft kisses, trying to control his breathing and the urge to free his member for her to grip.
“That’s it,” he cooed, feeling his member twitch under the delicious pressure.
“Am I doing it right?”
A smile curved his lips at the innocent question filled with desire to please. “Very well, darling. Perfect.”
Then he moved his hand from her ass to her inner thighs, stroking with featherlight fingers, delighting in her moans and gasps.
“Bloody hell,” he cursed under his breath when he felt the moisture dripping down her thighs. “Exquisite…” he murmured.
With a moan, she suddenly squeezed his cock, heightening his arousal.
“My God…” he groaned. He began to unfasten his fall, and Elisha watched with widened eyes. He slowly moved her hand to his member, gauging her reaction. With the curiosity of a cat, she explored his manhood with her delicate fingers, then gripped him firmly. He grunted with relief and pleasure when her fingers massaged his aching flesh.
“Like this,” he said as he wrapped his fingers over hers and stroked his length. Elisha learned quickly, her observant mind catching the pressure and the friction he liked.
“Bloody hell, that’s it. Just like that, Elisha,” he rasped.
Then, when he worried her arm might be fatigued, he brushed away her hand and placed his member between her thighs, drenching it in her nectar. Back and forth, he rubbed, relishing her moans, ensuring he was stimulating her bud. She rewarded him by squeezing her thighs together.
“Elisha, release me. This is too… close… too… tempting,” he rasped, fighting the urge to enter her, break her maidenhead and claim her.
Without a word, she tightened her hold on him, angling her body to heighten her own pleasure.
“Please,” she whimpered.
Her pleading had his cock jerk with pleasure. He pulled the loose neckline of her shift and freed one breast while he glided his shaft between her thighs.
Sucking her tongue deep into his mouth, he fondled her breast, then took one coral nipple between his fingers, pinching it lightly. As she gasped, he pinched harder, her moans confirming her heightened pleasure. He resisted the surging need to release his seed, wanting to hear her scream first.
