“Not so fast,” she said. “Last time, you got to pleasure me. This time, I want to do it to you.”
His breath caught in his throat, and he nodded. “I can show you,” he said huskily. “Start by undressing me.”
Selina reached up to untie his cravat. Her fingers brushed against his throat, just as he swallowed. The feeling of it tempted her to lick him, right above the collar.
He groaned. “You are going to be the death of me,” he rasped.
She giggled. “I like hearing the noises you make, and seeing your reactions.”
“Good. I would not be able to hide them from you, even if I wanted to.” He looked down at her, his eyes dark with desire.
Selina discarded the cravat on the floor before running her hands up his arms, feeling his muscles through his suit jacket. He shrugged it off, and her hands slid down to the buttons of his waistcoat. She smiled. “I feel like I am unwrapping a present,” she said. “Piece by piece.”
He chuckled. “I hope I am a pleasant present for you.”
She pressed her lips against his briefly. “Most definitely.” She felt content, with all of her nerves melting away under the force of her lust. She was very eager to get him out of his clothes now. Even though she had seen him shirtless before, she could not wait to get his trousers off so she could see what he looked like underneath.
Once his waistcoat was off, she unbuttoned his shirt. Her fingers grew a little clumsy in her eagerness, and he chuckled while hewatched her. “Slowly, sweetheart. Go slower. There is no need to rush.”
“But I want to see all of you,” she said.
“Then you had best learn to be patient. You said you wanted to pleasure me. Your pleasure is my pleasure.”
She bit her lip. His words sent heat straight to her core. “Of course, Your Grace. I am at your disposal.”
He inhaled sharply, and excitement entered his eyes. He batted her hands away from his shirt and ripped it off impatiently. One of the buttons went clattering to the floor.
Selina held back a giggle.So much for being patient.
“Take off that chemise and get on the bed,” he said.
“Right away, Your Grace,” she purred.
He grinned in response.
Selina took off her chemise. The air cooled her naked skin and hardened her nipples. They felt painfully sensitive. She crawled onto the bed and stretched out over the soft blankets underneath her.
Dominic got on top of her and claimed her mouth briefly before he trailed kisses over her body. As his lips brushed against her neck, goosebumps appeared all over her. Next, his mouth went to her breasts. He briefly licked her nipples, but to her surprise, he did not linger on them this time. Instead, he kept traveling down, to…
Oh.
He nudged her legs farther apart with his hands to reveal her sex. She was slick with desire for him, and he groaned softly as he pressed a kiss against her lower stomach. “You taste so good, sweetheart,” he said. “Absolutely delicious.” He licked her folds.
Selina cried out from the wet heat of his mouth. Pleasure shocked her entire system as he teased the sensitive little bud between her folds, inserting a finger into her, and then a second.
His tongue rapidly flicked over her, tormenting her until she felt pressure building up inside of her. But before she could let go and let herself get lost in bliss, he pulled away. “Not yet, my love,” he said. “When you let go, I want it to be while I am inside you.”
Selina built her lip, feeling excited and nervous all at once. The art of lovemaking was something she and her finishing-school classmates would talk about in hushed whispers in the middle of the night. It was a naughty, forbidden thing, so naturally, all of them had been fascinated by the idea.
But Dominic had already shown her that there was a lot that she did not know about it. It was so much different from what she could have ever imagined.
Dominic must have sensed her hesitation because he stopped what he was doing and moved so his face was right above hers as he propped his weight on his forearm near her head. “Are you all right?” he asked. “Do you wish to stop?”
She knew he would stop if she asked, and she could not help but smile in appreciation because of that. “No,” she said. “I do not want to stop. I am… will it hurt?” She felt so silly for asking, as if she were just a naive, ignorant schoolgirl.
Is that not what I am? Despite everything I have been through, I have never experienced anything like this before.
He looked down at her, a trace of concern on his features. “It will,” he said. “There is nothing I can do to stop that. But I want to make it as pleasurable as I can for you.”
