Page 70 of As the Earl Likes
Was this heaven? It had to be. At least as close to heaven as he would likely ever be. His chest swelled with unbridled joy. He would carry this moment with him forever.
“I love you,” he whispered, not quite believing he had the courage to think it to himself, let alone say it.
Not that she could hear him as she slept. Which was the point. He would not tell her how he felt, for it wouldn’t matter. She could not love him, nor did he expect his love to last.
So, he would savor this time they had. That meant not leaving until he said a proper goodbye.
Sheff skimmed his hand along her thigh and down her backside, over the soft curve of one cheek. Then back up, to the small of her back, where he explored the alluring hollow at the base of her spine. He dragged his fingertip up her back, swirling it over her soft flesh as he went.
She stirred and wiggled her backside against him. He was already aroused, but her movement made him hard as stone.
He brushed her hair from her neck and pressed his lips to the sensitive spot behind her ear. She sighed softly. But was she awake yet?
Caressing her shoulder, he kissed along her collarbone. He moved his hand down to her breast and gently cupped her. She felt so good in his hand, and she’d been so responsive last night. He rolled her nipple between his fingers.
“Sheff,” she murmured.
“Jo,” he whispered near her ear before he licked along the outer edge. She shivered against him. “Do you want me to stop?”
She shook her head, her body arching to encourage his hand on her breast.
He tugged her nipple, then squeezed the globe. She pushed her backside more firmly against his rigid cock.
“I’m afraid I couldn’t resist,” he said softly, nipping her earlobe, then laving it with his tongue. “I hope you don’t mind.”
“More.” She sounded awake now, her voice still sultry but crisper as she roused from sleep.
He played with her breast a while longer, then moved his palm down her side, stroking her hip before he slid inward to her mound. She rolled to her back, and he massaged her clitoris, driving her to lift her pelvis. He teased her folds. She was already so wet. He groaned with need.
She turned toward him and pushed him back against the mattress. Putting her leg over his hips, she climbed on top of him. Her sable hair cascaded over her shoulders and breasts, the ends grazing her nipples. She gazed down at him, her lids heavy.
“You want to ride?” he asked as she ground her pelvis against his, igniting a fierce desire. Sheff clasped her hips.
“Mmm. I want to be in control.” She wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him several times.
Sheff cast his head back and closed his eyes, his attention entirely focused on her touch. He was desperate to drive into her, but he didn’t. He would give her total control.
The heat of her sex engulfed the tip of his cock as she guided him into her. He opened his eyes just enough to watch her take him completely, her body settling against his. She was warm and tight around him. He closed his eyes again, reveling in her control.
She began to move slowly, her hips rocking gently over his. Sheff followed her lead, his body flooding with pleasure.
Her hands pressed down on his chest. He opened his eyes to see that hers were now closed. She increased her speed, rising and falling over him, lifting and grinding. He watched where their bodies were joined and felt a fresh rush of need.
Lifting his gaze, he became enchanted by the sway of her breasts. He reached up to cup them. She sucked in a breath, her eyes opening to slits as she leaned over him so he could take her nipple into his mouth.
She ground down hard against him, then quickened her pace, riding him hard and fast. He felt her stiffen, her muscles tightening. She was close.
Then she cried his name and put his hand between them to stroke her clitoris. She came apart, her body moving in a frenzy over his.
Sheff’s orgasm raced to claim him. He threw his head back and shouted. Then he swore as he lifted her and turned their bodies.
He’d already started to come before he was able to break free of her. But had his seed yet escaped him and found her? He gripped his cock to finish, lights dancing behind his eyes as he fell back onto the mattress.
A few moments later, he heard her breathing begin to slow. “That was nearly a disaster,” she said.
“I’m so sorry,” Sheff said. “I wasn’t thinking.”
“Nor was I. Last night, I should have inserted a sponge.”
