Page 31 of Indecent
His tongue licked along her lip, and she opened her mouth, somewhat instinctively. Somehow, she knew she should touch her tongue with his. But it was so much more than that. He swept inside, captivating her with lush sensation.
He moved his hand to the back of her head, cradling her, making her feel like the most important person in the world. Or at least in his world.
The feel of him against her and the wicked delight of his kiss teased a host of new anticipation. She knew she wanted him, but this sensation was more visceral. Her body reacted to his with a fervent and immediate need. Stretching her arms up, she encircled them about his neck, holding him as surely as he held her.
He intermittently broke the kiss only to renew it with a delicious intent. With each brush of his lips and lick of his tongue, she felt rewarded for this brazen decision she’d made. She had absolutely no regrets.
Not even when he started to shrug out of his coat. In fact, she helped him, pushing the garment from his shoulders. He let it fall to the floor, and she considered whether she ought to pick it up.
“Leave it,” he whispered, seeming to read her mind. “The floor will soon be littered with our cast-off clothing. It will make us smile later.” A smile teased his lips now, and his eyes—so bright with desire—flashed with humor.
She was amazed at his ability to find lightness in almost any situation. Perhaps she’d ask him about that sometime.
As if they had more than just tonight.
“Should I undress, then?” she asked tentatively.
“May I do it?”
She couldn’t help the blush that rose in her face. “If you want to.”
“I do. Very much.”
“Should I undress you too?” She felt woefully naïve, but knew she couldn’t pretend her way through this.
“If you’d like. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t wish to. At any moment, you must feel free to stop me or what’s happening.”
She nodded. “I’m not going to change my mind, if that’s what you mean.”
“I believe that. However, if you’re ever uncomfortable, I hope you’ll tell me. I want you to.”
“Is ravishment uncomfortable?”
He laughed softly. “It’s not supposed to be. There can be discomfort or pain during the first time for a woman. I’ll do my best to minimize that, but I don’t think it’s entirely up to me.”
“What can I do?”
“Just relax and enjoy yourself? I think. I’m not a woman, so I can’t say. I will promise to ensure you enjoy yourself—to the very best of my ability.”
“I enjoyed your kisses.” She narrowed her eyes slightly, wishing they’d just get back to that. As much as she appreciated his telling her what to expect, she was eager to get on with things.
“I’m pleased to hear that.” He ducked his head and kissed her again. “I fear I won’t be able to get enough of you, Pru.”
Hearing him call her that between kisses only intensified her desire. She stood on her toes and pressed into him as he stroked his hand down her neck, trailing his fingers to the hollow of her throat.
“My dress comes down in the front,” she said.
“How fortunately easy.” He kissed her jaw, then moved down her neck, awakening a whole new range of sensations.
She thrust her fingers into his hair, shocked by her boldness. But she wanted him and this, and she meant to take full advantage.
Deftly, he released the clasps holding her dress up. The front of her bodice fell to her waist, and she felt a moment’s alarm. Only a moment, because his lips moved toward her breast, thoroughly distracting her.
“Hmmm, why are we standing here? Because I was too eager.” He swept her into his arms and carried her to the bed.
“Wait,” she said. “My boots.” He sat her on the bed, then bent to remove them from her feet.
“Such dainty ankles. But then you are entirely dainty. If I didn’t know your personality, I would say you could have been a fairy from the forest.”
