“You are beautiful,” he murmured.
“As are you,” she answered. She touched his chest and stroked her fingers through the hair. Then with a quick twist of her fingers, she pinched his nipple.
Fire shot through his already throbbing body, and he caught her wrist with a surprised gasp. “Someone taught you that,” he said.
“I brought medicines to whores.” She smiled. “You think I never asked questions?”
“I think I should never be surprised by you, and yet I constantly am.”
She frowned. “Does that upset you?”
He chuckled. “That delights me.” He caught her chin and pulled her close for a kiss. “And now, perhaps we shall see if I can find something you don’t know.”
She laughed as he pressed her down, and he was surprised at how wonderful the sound was. He had heard it so little before, but like the whimsy on her gown, Yihui was rediscovering herjoy. And with her laughter came his. He chuckled as he nipped at her shoulder. He smiled as he ran his teeth across her collarbone. And then he reveled in the shape and feel of her breasts. He kissed them, he kneaded them, and he returned her pinch a dozen times over while she gasped and arched.
She was not a silent lover. No need to be in the empty building. And he liked listening to her as he teased her breasts and kissed down her belly. He could smell her scent here, strong and earthy. An alluring brew he could not refuse.
Easy to slip her shift past her bottom and away. She wore no stockings. They wouldn’t fit over the plaster that surrounded her feet. And so now she was naked except for her casts, and he was at last able to do one of the things he had dreamed about.
He spread her legs.
“Max.”
He spread her honey with his fingers.
“Max!”
His name wasn’t a command or even a call for attention. It was shock as she experienced something new.
He grinned. “There is more,” he said. Then he tasted her. He stroked his tongue into her curls, he pushed it into her deepest recess, and then he began the long exploration to her nub.
Her legs were on his shoulders as he lifted her up for his feast. Her cries were no longer words. And as he stretched her with his fingers, thrusting deep inside, his tongue danced faster and faster.
Her body went tight beneath him.
Soon…
Now.
Her body bucked. She cried out, the sound pure delight. And best of all, he was able to watch her fly into bliss.
Chapter Forty-One
Yihui had neverguessed sex was this much fun. At least not for the woman.
Max clearly enjoyed himself because he was grinning as he eased up the bed alongside her. He still wore his breeches, blunting the hot thrust of his cock against her thigh. But he did not rush her while she lay basking.
“Thank you,” she said as she raised her hand to touch his lips.
He pressed kisses to her fingertips. “I enjoyed that as much you,” he said.
“I do not believe you.”
He chuckled. “Well, maybe not quite as much.”
She lay there thinking she should adjust on the bed to give him enough room. Good lord, he hadn’t even taken off his boots.
She sighed as he pressed kisses onto her shoulder. Then she did her best to imitate his mother’s most officious tone.
