Her eyes widened in shock, but she didn’t say anything. If Eli had to guess, he’d wager she didn’t have any response at ready for such a request.
Slowly then, and she could decide if she liked it.
Eli bent his head over the thatch of curls and parted her with his tongue. He inched inside carefully, savoring the taste and smell of her. He felt utterly depraved.
“Oh,” Jane gasped. “Oh.”
That’s it.
He slid his tongue deeper, and Jane’s hands found his shoulders, her nails digging in. “Eli,” she gasped.
He loved his name on her lips. As if he belonged to her.
He reached his hand up to find her mound and tease it with his thumb. She gripped him so tightly it hurt, but that only urged Eli on. He applied his tongue in the manner he desperately wished he could’ve applied his cock, pushing her closer and closer to release. Jane moaned and twisted beneath him, until finally she came, bucking against his mouth. She cried out as climax took her, loud enough that they should have worried about waking a servant, but Eli couldn’t summon the concern for it. If anything, the idea that someone might walk in to find him with his face buried between Jane’s thighs had a perverse appeal. Hewasdepraved.
Eli gently withdrew to drink in the sight of Jane sprawled across the bed, gasping for breath.
Yes. That was much better. Much more thannice.
But when Jane finally raised her head to look at him, there was suspicion in her eye. “I thought you said you hadn’t much experience. How on earth did you think to do such a thing?”
“Men talk,” Eli replied with a sly grin. “And at sea, with no women about for months on end, the talk is known to turn quite ribald.”
“Oh.” She relaxed a bit, seeming to ponder this. Then her gazeslid down to the evidence of his arousal. “You’re hard again. From…from kissing me there?”
“I did mention you had an effect on me.”
She didn’t know the half of it. How often his thoughts wandered to her when he took himself in hand. How long he’d been praying for this. But he wouldn’t embarrass himself by confessing all that.
“Do you mind if I look at you, while I…?”
He was almost painfully aroused, and he needed the release. It had been difficult to hold back this long. Still, Eli wouldn’t make himself unwelcome if Jane didn’t like the idea.
But her eyes lingered on his erection with open curiosity, and she replied, “I could help, if you like.”
“Help?” his voice had gone completely hoarse.
She traced her fingers down the line of his abdomen and ran them lightly over his cockstand. Pleasure lanced through his core, both at the sensation and at the sight.
“You’ll have to tell me if I’m doing it wrong.” Jane wrapped her slender hand around his shaft, stroking up and down hesitantly. He thought he might combust on the spot.
“I promise you,” Eli gasped, “there is no wrong way for you to touch my cock.”
He couldn’t stop staring. Her hand on him. And God, but shewaslike silk. When her palm brushed against the sensitive head, he had to bite his tongue to keep from shouting.
“You like it faster, don’t you?” Jane quickened her stroke. “That’s how you did it.”
“Hmm.” Eli tried to say yes, but he couldn’t form words anymore. She’d been watching him pleasure himself earlier, and she hadn’t been shocked or disgusted. No, she’d been paying attention. So that she could be the one to do it.
He was unbearably close. Eli arched his hips as he spilled his seedinto her hand, and the sight brought him a primitive pleasure. He still couldn’t believe she was really here, willing to touch him this way.
After they’d cleaned up, Eli eased himself down beside Jane on the bed. It was too narrow to fit two without some maneuvering, and he should have been uncomfortable, but he was used to cramped quarters. It felt good, having her beside him. He rested his head upon her shoulder, a heaviness coming over his limbs.
It must be well past midnight by now. He should go back to his own bed. He would, in just another minute.
Jane stared at the ceiling, listening to Eli’s breath growing slower. She should ask him to go, before they nodded off, but she couldn’t quite break the spell. She was still taking it all in.
Eli had been still for so long that she thought he’d fallen asleep, and it startled her when he spoke.
