Page 102 of An Affair with the Viscount (Necessary Arrangements 5)

Her own hip movements became frantic as he swirled his tongue around her, titillating all her senses, driving her wild. She was so close, she knew. A few more strokes of that lascivious tongue and—

She hollowed her cheeks and stuck out her tongue, collecting as much of his taste as she could, sucking on his blazing flesh, before she was forced to let go of his length as she cried out from unbearable pleasure.

She wasn’t certain what happened next. Bright stars shot from behind her eyelids, and her body pulsed and contracted with wave after wave of delicious pleasure.

When next she opened her eyes, she lay on her back, her legs bent at the knees and wide open. Her chest rose and fell with her calming breaths. Her entire body was covered in sweat, and perhaps other liquids.

Richard towered over her, his cock—still erect—in his hand. He pumped it slowly, sensually, making her quim clench and weep for him.

He leaned forward, his lips by her ear. “Did you think I was finished with you?” he whispered.

Jo shivered. “I hoped very much that you weren’t.”

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Richard wasn’t going to make it easy on Jo their first night. He’d waited for this night since the day he’d met her. He’d wanted her from the first glimpse of her. And now that she was in his arms, he wasn’t going to let her get away.

Not until the late morning. Perhaps not even then.

They could eat in their chambers. Hell, he could feast on her quim and that would be enough.

She was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted. And the mere memories of her taste on his lips, the scent of her wafting to his nose, were driving him to distraction.

He leaned down and kissed her neck. Then he bit it before swirling his tongue over his bite and soothing her skin.

Jo arched against him, rubbing her nipples against his chest, her wet center grinding against his thigh. He placed a hand against her belly and pushed down.

“Not yet,” he growled.

“Now!” she demanded.

Richard tsked and shook his head. “Impatient little wench. It’s time to teach you some manners,” he whispered as he lowered his head once more.

This time, he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked lightly. Too lightly, more of a caress. She whimpered again, took his hand, and pressed it against her soft, round breast, her nipple playfully poking at his palm.

Richard laughed and took her other nipple into his mouth.

“Richard!” she cried in frustration as she arched, forcing more of her glorious breast into his mouth.

He relented. Perhaps he wouldn’t torture her much the first time. Perhaps he wasn’t as patient as he thought he was. Richard sucked more of her into his mouth while his hand played with her other breast, circling, caressing her taut peak.

She had a magnificent body, his lovely actress. Her body was athletically built. Must have been the result of prancing around on stage all day. But she was rounded in all the right places, her curves soft and succulent. And the taste of her… The simple thought of her made his mouth water, but just a taste drove him to corners of paradise he hadn’t been to before.

She writhed beneath him, her warm body beckoning him to enter her. Her whimpers of pleasure promised to envelop him in bliss.

“Please,” she cried as she raised her hips.

And it was the last straw. He couldn’t deny her pleasure just like he couldn’t deny her anything.

But when she pleaded with him, her eyes dark with passion, her lips swollen with his kisses, her cheeks red, and her hair tousled on the coverlet, he didn’t have any resolve at all.

He hovered over her as he placed his cock against her center. She immediately raised her hips, taking in his tip.

Richard let out half laugh, half hiss. She was impatient. But he was dying to be inside her, too.

With one hard thrust, Richard seated himself inside her velvet warmth. She cried from the impact, her fingers biting into the flesh of his back. Her eyes were hooded with passion, her mouth half-opened.

She beckoned him to continue, but he paused and grimaced. The overwhelming need to come inside her right that moment almost overtook him. He gritted his teeth, forcing his mind to a less erotic place, anything other than his new bride lying in front of him, naked and—

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