She bit his lip instead. He chuckled approvingly.
“You don’t want to tell me? No matter. It’s more fun to seek the proof for myself.” He snuck his hand under her skirts, sliding up the inside of her thigh, past her garter, through the naked flesh that quivered under his touch. Intruding through the slit inher drawers, until his hand covered her mons. His fingers slid through the ample moisture covering her flesh.
“Fuck, you are drenched,” he rasped. “Is this all for me, Alice?”
He stroked her casually. Too slow. Inflaming and keeping her on edge. She could barely form a coherent word with his fingers wreaking havoc with her senses. But she knew he would continue to tease her until she replied.
“Y-yes. All for you.”
He hummed with satisfaction. “Good girl, getting all wet and ready for your husband.” His cocky grin should have infuriated her. But she was past that. Why deny what her body was so explicitly revealing? “Do you need me here?” He inserted a finger into her sheath.
She gasped, clamping around him, seeking a fullness his fingers alone could not provide. His finger withdrew, and the next time a second one joined the first. Ahhh, better. Not as good as his cock, but it would do. She rocked her hips, riding his fingers. Chasing the completion she craved.
“So eager. I could give you more. Give you the fullness you need. Shall we adjourn to one of the rooms, or shall I take you right here?”
“We…shouldn’t.” She got out in between gasps.
“But you are not saying no. We are going to do this, aren’t we, Alice?“
How could she deny the truth of that statement? “Yes.”
CHAPTER 7
Withsuddenclarity,Nathanielknew what he had to do. Alice wanted this. Craved it with as much desperation as he. But her mind was fighting it. She needed him to take command. Make the decision for both of them. She needed to surrender to him. To the need that coursed between them.
Withdrawing his hand from her dripping, hot cunt, he crouched and lifted her over his shoulder. She did not protest, didn’t kick or squirm. Merely steadied herself with her hands on his back. Then he was striding towards the end of the corridor as fast as his long legs would carry him. His cock pressed painfully against the confines of his clothing, but he gritted his teeth and endured. Soon.
He walked back around to the first bedchamber, tried the handle, and sighed with relief when it opened to an unoccupied room.
Locking the door behind him, for he would not countenance any interruptions, he walked straight to the bed and deposited Alice on it. She sat up, her eyes dazed with desire, but a frown of uncertainty told him her mind was still fighting the inevitable.
“People could watch us through the peepholes,” she said.
“Aye. Would that stop you?”
He saw the exact moment the idea became a titillating one, and he pressed his advantage. Stepping between her legs, he pulled her knees apart to cradle himself against her hot core, then took her lips with another scorching kiss. His hands cradled her face, caressing her downy cheeks as he followed the edge of her mask. He traced her lips with his thumb, and then inserted it into her mouth. Her hot, wet mouth sucked at his finger, and he hissed in pleasure.
“Vixen,” he murmured against her ear. “Tonight, we are Hades and Persephone. I have stolen you away and taken you to my kingdom of shadows. Surrender to me and be my queen. Nobody will know who we are. We are just two anonymous bodies writhing in ecstasy.”
He waited for two, three heartbeats before she capitulated.
“I’m yours.”
The unconditional surrender in those words filled him with satisfaction, at once igniting his desire and focusing his mind. Easing his frantic need enough to allow him to take it slow. Savor this encounter. Make it last for as long as he could.
He smiled, stepping back from her. Not far, only one step. Enough so that he could have a better view of her body.
“Show yourself to me,” he ordered.
“What?”
“You heard me. Unlace that flimsy bodice and show me those tits. Offer them to me like ripe pomegranates.”
Her eyes flared, and her chin lifted at the challenge. With provocative slowness, she reached back to grab the laces thatkept her bodice tight. Untying then made her bodice loosen and sag almost immediately. Just as he had suspected, the gown was designed for easy removal.
She shrugged out of one sleeve, then the other, her hand holding the bodice up as her gaze dipped to his crotch, where his cock was creating a huge bulge in his trousers.
Perceiving her interest, he rubbed himself over the fabric.
