“It will fit,” Julian assured her indulgently.“Not tonight,” he sobered.“But hopefully one day, when my life is less…complicated.”
She nodded.“In the meantime… My friends have told me how much a gentleman enjoys having his cock licked and sucked.”
“Fuck…!”Julian’s fingers curled tightly about the base of his burgeoning flesh.“I almost came then just from thinking of having your mouth on my cock.”
She moved up to sit on the side of the chaise before pushing him gently down onto his back.She knelt between his parted thighs, then curled her fingers about the velvety soft skin stretched over the throbbing steel beneath, moistening her lips before lowering her head and taking that bulbous top into her mouth.
Julian’s hips arched up, thrusting his cock deeper still.
It took a few seconds, but Georgiana eventually found the rhythm of licking and sucking that mushroomed head at the same time as she stroked the length of his cock.The steady pulse of his juices into her mouth tasted delicious.
“I cannot hold back any longer!”Julian warned minutes later.
He grasped her shoulders as if to lift her away from him and that impending release.
Georgiana’s hand tightened determinedly about his thickness as she licked and sucked harder on the head of his cock.
Seconds later, Julian cried out as his release began to pump hotly into her mouth.
Georgiana swallowed it down, pleased to have his release inside her, even if it wasn’t in her moist and throbbing channel.
CHAPTERTEN
“I wish to accompany you today.”
Julian looked across the desk at Georgiana, confusion furrowing his brow.
“You and Mr.Eames are going to visit your tenants this morning, on the estate and in the village, are you not?”she prompted briskly.
He nodded.“We are.”Eames had already made the arrangements for them to make those visits.
Something Julian used to do on a monthly basis, so that he could listen to and rectify any problems his tenants and workers had.The habit had fallen by the wayside during his brief marriage to Annabel.Julian had not resumed the practice since, but continued to rely on Eames to pass along anything of relevance.
The reason he had not resumed those visits was obvious: he simply had not been able to bear the thought of any of those tenants, some of whom he had known his entire life, looking at him accusingly following the speculation that had abounded after Annabel’s disappearance.
It had been, Julian now accepted, a cowardly thing to do.
Just as he knew Georgiana’s unshakeable belief in his innocence was the reason he now felt able to hold his head up high and face those people again.
Truth was, he needed to escape, if only for a few hours, the damnable tension that had existed between himself and Georgiana these past four days and nights since their lovemaking that evening in the dining room.Hours and hours that had somehow passed with excruciating slowness.
Mainly because, despite the two of them spending a lot of time alone, either in Julian’s study or dining together, he had kept to his word and not instigated a repeat of their lovemaking.Even if every fiber of him ached to do so.
Having now made love to Georgiana, touched her, tasted her, he knew he had never wanted any woman as much as he now desired her.
And he was terrified of where that desire might take him.
That she was furious with him for his iron self-control, he had no doubt.
On the surface, Georgiana might appear as much the amenable secretary as she had been from the beginning.But beneath that façade, Julian could sense her impatience with him.
Both of which, he acknowledged, he fully deserved.
He had made love to Georgiana,theyhad made love to each other, and now he was refusing to repeat that euphoric experience.That his only intention by being so resolute was to protect Georgiana made no difference to how she felt in regard to his stubbornness.
A Georgiana who was obviously becoming increasingly frustrated with his resolve.
Something he knew from the hours they spent together in the mornings, going over and discussing whatever paperwork he needed her to deal with for that day.
