Page 70 of A Deal with the Earl (Necessary Arrangements 1)

“Robert,” she whispered against his lips.

“Mmm,” he growled into her mouth and continued his sensual assault.

“Robert, wait,” she tried again, and he drew back a little.

“What?” he asked in a whisper, his gaze still locked on her lips.

She placed a hand against his cheek and felt his rough stubble grazing against her palm. He leaned into her touch, and she caressed his stubby cheek with her thumb, marveling at the sensation.

“Is it all right?” she asked shyly.

“What is?” he asked, looking confused. He bore his weight on his left arm, and with his right, he trapped her hand between his cheek and palm. He turned his head then and kissed the inside of her palm, then moved lower to her wrist, grazed it slightly with his teeth before soothing it with his tongue.

Julie closed her eyes at the pleasant sensation. “That—” she moaned. “The sounds I make. I can’t stay silent when you kiss or touch me the way you do.”

“Why would I want you to be quiet?” he looked at her in confusion.

“Mrs. Darling said,” she frowned in thought, “that I ought to stay quiet and unmoving while a husband—does what he does.” She bit her lip as she heard him laugh. Julie felt as heat crept all over her body.

“Who is this Mrs. Darling, and what makes her an authority on husbands and what goes on in the bed?” he asked teasingly.

“Well, she’s not—She’s a chaperone.”

“Ahh, so her main job description is to make sure nothing improper happens between her charge and a gentleman.”

Julie nodded, feeling confused. Robert lowered his head and nipped on her earlobe. “Is she married?” he whispered into her ear, making her shiver.

Julie bit on her lip again and shook her head. Robert sucked on her lower lip and licked it slowly.

“Well, what happens between husband and wife in bed is absolutely improper,” he said when he raised his eyes to her.

Robert kissed her mouth again, then drifted to her chin. He suckled on her neck, licking at her tiny pulse. “I love the sounds you make,” he whispered against her neck. “I love the way you move against me,” he said between peppering tiny kisses all over her neck and face.

“You do?” she couldn’t hide confusion from her tone and felt him smile against her skin.

“My sweet girl,” he breathed as he looked up at her. “I want you to enjoy this. I need you to enjoy this. And I want to know when you do.”

Julie looked at him unblinking.

“Every time I do something you like, I want you to tell me so.”

Julie swallowed nervously.

“Let’s try it, shall we?” he grinned at her then, looking absolutely smug. “When I kiss you or touch you the way you like, sayyes. If I do something you don’t like, sayno. All right?”

Julie nodded, and Robert lowered his mouth to hers. He licked at the seam of her lips, and when she opened to him, he swept his tongue inside her mouth with a groan. He licked at her mouth while his hands drifted down her body. The sensation sending shots of pleasure through her. She couldn’t help but writhe beneath him.

“Yes?” he asked when he finally raised his head.

“Yes.” her voice was breathless to her own ears.

“Good.” He smiled wolfishly and moved down her body, sucking on her neck, nipping on her collarbone.

Every time he raised his eyes to hers, she would answer ‘yes’ and drop her head on the pillow. He lowered his head and took her nipple inside his mouth. She felt a tingle grow through her body, and something hot and liquid gathered between her thighs.

“No!” She cried, clenching her thighs in reaction. Despite the indecencies of this afternoon, she felt shy suddenly.

Robert raised his head and looked at her in confusion. “Are you sure?” he raised his brow.

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