“You have the graceful neck of a swan.”
An instant later, a large hand intimately cupped her, while his thumb brushed across her nipple. She shuddered in his embrace and with a low moan of pleasure, her head fell backward, allowing and encouraging his lips to glide down her throat. His teeth gently nipped her as he moved his mouth ever closer to where his thumb continued to circle around the stiffpeak of her breast. She was soon craving his mouth upon her nipple.
It was heaven, it was hell, it was everything she’d fantasized about and then more… Heaven to allow herself to succumb to his tantalizing touch; hell, to have so much hunger.
The second his mouth gave her relief, and he captured and sucked firmly on her sensitive nipple, another moan poured out of her. The wet heat of his mouth reignited another wild need and she demanded satisfaction. Her fingers sought the hard length of him and circled around his thickness.
Her touch drew a moan of delight from him, and he moved his body so that his member thrust in and out of her grasp. The thought of him, the size of him, sliding deep within her, made her shiver with a mixture of trepidation and excitement.
This was not as she remembered but then it had been her first time, and he had been a gentleman. This Lucien was as rough and raw in bed as he was out of it. And she loved it.
A sigh of bliss slid past her lips as he massaged her other breast and his mouth continued to devour her engorged nipple. Never in her wildest imaginings had she experienced such deliciously sinful sensations. He aroused her completely. Fire flooded wildly through her veins, and the moment his teeth bit down, her insides grew slick with her desire.
The palm of his hand caressed her throat before moving down to her belly. A tremor rocked her to her core.
“Are you hot and wet for me? You’re my beautifully responsive girl, my dream come true.”
His lungs burned as if on fire as he sent his fingers seeking the warmth and heat between her legs. She did not disappoint. As she released a soft sound of excitement, possessiveness surged through him and he kissed her again and again, lusting after the fresh sugary taste of her tongue against his.
With an eagerness that pleased him, Courtney pressed herself upon his hand, her damp curls enticing his throbbing cock. Christ, her abandoned passion made his gut lurch with desire yet again. He wanted her like nothing he’d ever experienced before. No woman had affected him like Courtney did. The memory of Ava fled before the sensual innocence of the lady lying beneath him.
Her fingernails lightly scored the skin on his back as she murmured his name in an aching plea. He’d never heard anything so sweet in all his life.
“God, the sight of you almost unmans me,” he whispered as he struggled for control. It had been a long time since he’d lain with a woman.
She smiled seductively and let her legs drop open. The strong scent of her arousal assailed him and coupled with the image of her womanhood glistening in the firelight, it saw his control flee completely.
Surprise swept over her face as he grabbed a pillow and situated it beneath her bottom.
He couldn’t wait any longer, so he used his thighs to part hers wider and pressed his aching cock into her, savoring her tightness as inch by inch, he slowly entered her, filling her to the hilt.
Her eyes rolled back, and she let out a deeply satisfied sigh. “This feels so right.”
Gratified by her response, his body rejoiced at the hotly aroused sight of her beneath him. He held himself still above her, his arms shaking. He wanted to pound into her but knew if he did so, he would not last. Plus, it was most likely ungentlemanly. Hell, making love to her before marriage was ungentlemanly, but as she’d told him, he couldn’t ruin her twice.
When he refused to move, she opened her eyes, “Are you all right?”
“I’ve never felt better.”
She was a prize all right. God almighty, she was tight and fiery around his cock. She punctuated her words by arching her body, forcing him to withdraw and then sink back into her, penetrating her deeper. At this rate, she would make him come faster than an inexperienced youth.
He used his hands to steady her hips so he could thrust in more deeply. He pushed her legs up higher, opening her fully and at last his control evaporated. As if on the edge of insanity, he pounded into her hot depths. She tilted her hips, matching him thrust for thrust, her bountiful breasts jiggling enticingly as he slammed into her. He could feel his sacs become tight and full as they brushed against her. He could not last….
A sharp cry broke from her lips, as her fingernails dug deep into his buttocks, and her tight sheath contracted around him with spasms of pleasure, her breath coming in loud gasps.
As she continued to contract around him, the tightness drew out his own release. With a roar, he thrust one final time and spilled his seed deep inside her. He collapsed on top of her, completely spent, unable to hold himself up any longer. His body throbbed with a pleasure. It was as if every woman that had come before her had been a mere scrap, while she was the feast. She had just succeeded in wiping the memory of all others from his mind.
He drank in big gulps of air, enjoying the feel of the slowly ebbing waves of their climax. If it was always like this, he would be a happy man indeed and they would have a successful marriage.
Chapter Seventeen
Courtney had onlybeen back in London two days and already she missed being in Lucien’s company. He’d been busy with his lawyers and debtors and talking with her father about the marriage contract.
Today the sisterhood were meeting at Farah’s house to discuss their investments and how the wager against the men was doing. The men were still oblivious to the fact that the ladies were behind the anonymous investment challenge placed in the betting book at White’s against their brothers. Whoever earned the most profit in twelve months won it all. The sisterhood would show the men they were not helpless and could be independent.
Claire had apparently spied on her brother Fane and learned about where the men were investing their money. When Tiffany, their investment guru, heard, she’d laughed and laughed. The ladies were feeling very positive about coming out victorious.
She decided to ask Tiffany if she could tell Lucien their secret and if she could help him manage his finances. She’d thought to tell him about Tiffany’s skills once they were married…if he promised not to reveal the ladies were the entity who’d challenged the men.
