Chapter Eight
He lost himself in her—falling into a world that was bounded by her skin and filled with her scent. She tasted sweet and tart and unique, a flavor he’d remember until his last moments on earth.
She writhed as he slid his tongue around her delicate folds, slowly at first as he learned how to make her respond. Then, when her body had shown him what he needed to know, he began to tease, tantalize and arouse her to the point where she was trembling, her muscles taut, her breath coming quickly with tiny sounds of pleasure and need.
He was on fire, devouring her, unable to sate this new appetite for her, this urge to feast on her flesh and drown in her ecstasy.
“Reid…Reid…’t’is too much…” She reached for his head, grabbing his hair and pulling him away from her sex.
He obeyed, but only to rise up above her. “I like your taste, Prudence.” He saw her eyes on his lips and daringly bent to kiss her. “Taste yourself…”
She did, opening her mouth as he drew close. It was one of the most erotic moments Reid could ever remember having, and he knew it was the tipping point for his self-control.
He broke the kiss, urged her fully onto the furs beneath him and stared at her. She was cream and roses and chestnut hair, her breasts heaving as she reached for him, her eyelids heavy with desire.
“I want you inside me. Now.” She spread her thighs wide, leaving him in no doubt of her meaning. “Now, Reid. Please. I can wait no longer.”
Who was he to deny a lady her pleasure? He could not. Not when his cock was screaming at him to get on with it or suffer the consequences of his manhood exploding much too soon.
He moved into position between her legs, sliding his hands beneath her buttocks and pulling her up into his body. Then he positioned the head of his cock at exactly the right point—and rubbed it over her skin and the little shiny bud that protruded toward him.
She cried out and he thrust; a movement that buried his cock within her fiery slick silk.
She shivered, moaned and he felt the first tremors of her release as they built inside her. His own needs clawed at him and he began to move, steadily, realizing that he would probably reach his own peak within moments of hers.
She was tensing, her body arching, her mouth opening on whimpers of ecstasy as her eyes closed.
He continued to thrust, watching her, noting every tiny movement, every flicker of sensation that crossed her flesh. Her breasts were full, the nipples tight buds that cast strange shadows over her skin in the firelight.
He quickened his pace, knowing he could not hold back much longer. And this time it was he who began to tense, responding to the mounting pressure within his lower body, the smooth slide of her inner flesh against his, and the muscle spasms within her that were strengthening every second.
The world collapsed around him, narrowing down to the joining of their bodies and the imminent eruption—he gasped as the sensation hit him like a hammer and he let go, erupting inside Prudence with a roar that matched the cry of the woman beneath him.
She shook violently, her inner walls clamping down on his cock with a rhythm that matched his, milking him, urging him to fly with her off the cliff of blind and exquisite euphoria.
So fly he did, his eyes never leaving her face, anchored to Prudence by forces beyond his control.
And as she finally eased and he felt that last tiny throb, he choked back a sound that could have been a sob, or just the emotions of the moment rising in his throat.
She lay limp, her body shining a little as the fire dappled shadows over her curves. Then she opened her eyes and looked at him. “I am at a loss for words, Reid.”
A cold draft woke him from his stupor and he shivered a little. “Me too.”
Regretfully sliding from her body, he reached for the blankets and his cloak, piling them on the furs beside her. “Let me tend the fire.”
He put on more logs, made sure it was settled safely and then returned to the makeshift bed, settling down at Prudence’s side and tucking her against his body. “Sleep now. We’ll be warm enough.”
“I know.” She snuggled herself into his arms. “I know.”
And they slept, sated, exhausted and content.
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Prudence awoke to feel a chill against her skin. She mumbled, pulled the blankets around her more snugly and reached for Reid without even thinking about it.
But he wasn’t there.
She sat up, wrapping herself securely, peering through the dim light to see where he was.
