Page 28 of A Gentleman's Kiss
“And you are my prince.” Her voice was just as hoarse as his when she spoke. Her heart felt as though it had swelled into her throat.
“Yes.”
Painfully slow, his face descended to hers, his lips gently brushing against her mouth. She no longer needed to wait as the glorious feel of his lips on hers sent spirals of heat coursing through her. Lillian leaned further into Dominick’s embrace, marveling at her body’s reaction to his sinewy muscles pressed against her. Gooseflesh rose along her limbs, tickling her skin. Her nipples budded and pressed erotically against her gown. Strong arms wound their way around her waist, his hands stroking her spine.
Lillian felt that sparks were literally flying between them, scorching her. Their passion soared, as he pressed his lips to hers, soft and firm at the same time. Dominick’s kiss was so different than any other. It was sweet, sensual, and yet erotic at the same time. He moved his hands up to caress her cheeks, and she let her arms gather around his waist to massage his back. Wrapping one arm around her waist, he pulled her closer if it was possible. The length of his solid body tempted her into a sensual dream. He deepened the kiss, letting his velvety tongue rub gently on her lips until she parted them. She sucked in her breath as his tongue swept inside to tease and rub against her own. Throwing herself completely to his mercy, she gave all she had and more, letting all of her love for him come through this kiss.
This was a gentleman’s kiss. A sensual, tempting gentleman, who had the power to sweep her off her feet and carry her on an adventure that would last a lifetime. This was fate, destiny.
Time stood still as they wrapped their arms around one another. The only thing that existed in this moment, this place, was Lillian and Dominick, they were one. Frissons of need fired through her body. But not only was she drowning in desire, she could feel true love in his kiss. The whirl of emotion from him was overwhelming and the love she returned overtook all her senses.
She was no longer lost. Lillian found her soul mate in Dominick.
They broke apart for a moment, both of them panting as they stared into each other’s eyes. His were a deep sapphire, and she was sure her gaze mirrored the passion she saw in his.
“I love you, Dom,” she murmured, her voice weak from passion.
“And I you, Lilly.”
He brushed his thumbs across her cheeks, sending a shiver of anticipation along her already heated flesh.
“Come with me, please?” he asked, his eyes imploring.
She nodded without hesitation. She trusted him.
Where could he be taking her? She was excited and intrigued. Dominick led her through the garden maze of tall hedges for what seemed like forever until they reached another building made of rust colored brick and glass. The door opened soundlessly and he pulled her inside a balmy room. Lillian was awestruck to see they were inside an orangery. There were exotic flowers everywhere, fountains spraying water and birds flew from one citrus tree to the next. A myriad of sweet scents floated in the mist.
“I’ve never seen something this beautiful. And indoors too!” Lillian exclaimed.
“I thought you would like it.” Dominick smiled proudly.
Lillian was again seized with how strong of a connection there was between them. All at once the day’s events and her surroundings whirled together inside her and made her feel like she was soaring. She was completely in love with this alluring man. Throwing her arms around his neck, she sought his lips for another searing kiss.
Dominick returned her fevered embrace with just as much passion. His tongue stroked the inside of her mouth and Lillian returned the erotic caress. She wanted to live the rest of her days kissing him, feeling his arms around her. He made her feel alive.
He’d taken away her pain and guilt over parent’s death. He’d made her feel like she belonged somewhere again. He was the one.
Lillian didn’t even realize they’d moved until Dominick lowered her to a chaise beneath a trellised canopy of flowers. She leaned into him, not wanting their soulful kiss to end. He obliged her for several heartbeats, then pulled his lips from hers to taste the length of her neck, to tease an earlobe. The sensation was decadent…
Moaning softly, she turned her neck to give him better access. How was it possible for just the touch of his lips on her skin to drive her mad?
His lips traveled from her neck down her chest to kiss the sensitive fleshy tops of her breasts, that were exposed with the cut of her gown.
“Lilly…I want you…”
She couldn’t respond as he then took a pert nipple, through the fabric of her gown, between his lips. Sublime was the only way to describe the sensation until he pushed her gown and corset down a little, exposing the flesh of her breast in full and then taking the naked bud into his mouth. Lillian’s back arched and she let out a whimper of delight. This was beyond any fantasy she’d envisioned.
“I want to marry you…” His voice was husky with desire and his silky breath vibrated against her skin.
Lillian’s insides quivered. Her dreams were coming true.
“Yes…” she breathed.
Dominick pulled away for a moment to gaze at her. His face was filled with desire, hunger just for her. The sultry air in the orangery enveloped them. The scents of flowers, citrus and the songs of the birds made it feel almost like a dream. In that moment, Lillian was completely aware of what was about to happen, and surprised at her own reaction. Her body shuddered and throbbed, begging her to supplicate to its desires. They were meant to be together, they would be together. There was nothing wrong in giving herself to the man she would spend the rest of her life with.
She stood up and slid her feet from her slippers. Then without taking her eyes off of him, she lifted a leg onto the chaise, untied the ribbon at her calf and inched her stocking down and over her foot. She repeated the step on her other leg. At first Dominick gaped at her, and then a wicked grin curved his sensual lips, urging her to continue. He dropped to his knees and placed a kiss on the ankle of her leg still propped up, and continued at an erotic climb up to her inner thigh. Hunger for more racked Lillian’s body, and she thought her legs would buckle at any moment.
“Your skin is so soft,” he murmured.
