Page 47 of Tempted By a Rake


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“About what?”

He leaned and pressed his lips against hers. When they parted, he delved and he pulled her against his body as her hands came up to grasp his shoulders. Only then did he pull away.

“About us.”

She stared into his eyes. “No.”

“Then come along. I know of a much warmer room.”

Chapter

Twenty

Her heart pounded with anxiety or perhaps excitement as Demetrius led her up the stairs and into a large bedchamber, much like the one she used next door. He pulled the cloak from her body then kissed her a second time. Almost immediately her nervousness vanished.

“I will get a fire started so that you do not freeze.”

She had ceased being cold when he kissed her, but if clothing might be removed, it would probably be better to have some form of heat in the room.

As he set the kindling then stacked wood into the fireplace, she wandered to the window and looked out. Cal was stretched out on the terrace and Max was chasing the water as it receded then ran back as the gentle waves came in and she couldn’t help but smile.

She continued to enjoy his antics until arms slipped around her waist and Demetrius pressed his lips against her neck.

“Are you certain?”

“More than any other decision in my life.”

He then turned her to face him, and kissed her again, this time practically devouring her and she tried to mimic him, but could not, even though she believed that she was getting better at kissing. When he molded his body against hers, all Lavinia could do was hold on.

Goodness, she was even becoming a little dizzy and had to grasp onto his shoulders to keep upright in case her knees gave out. It was only then that she noticed that he had removed his suitcoat, waistcoat and cravat and wore only his shirt and trousers. He took a step back, she followed, her foot connecting with his, only to realize he had removed his boots as well.

Demetrius was ready to seduce her and she was more than willing to let him.

When they reached the side of the bed, he turned her so that her back was to him. He then took her hair and placed it over her shoulder and as he unfastened her gown, kissed the side of her neck. A chill rushed through her, a tingling, that had nothing to do with cold.

He’d not kissed her there previously and Lavinia hadn’t realized what a sensitive area it was.

His lips trailed to the back of her neck as he slid the sleeves of her dress down her arms.

She fought the urge to cover herself as standing naked in his chamber was rather disconcerting, but Demetrius had seen her breasts before, he had touched and kissed them so there was no reason for her to be embarrassed.

He lifted one arm and then the other, freeing them from the sleeves, then pushed the dress further down until it pooled at her feet, leaving Lavinia quite naked facing his bed with Demetrius behind her. He then pressed against her backside as his hand slipped around her sides to come up to cradle her breasts. Her nipples tightened and she nearly groaned as the pleasure from his touch spread to her nether regions.

As one hand teased a nipple, the other slid down her stomach, her muscles contracting beneath his touch, until his fingers reached her curls and then the same place that had brought her pleasure before.

Lavinia gasped, not certain if she wanted to press against that hand, or push her breast into the other, but one thing was certain, she grew unsteady and reached behind to hold onto him, a hand on each thigh.

His fingers dipped then returned to her center as he weaved the magic that had sent her spiraling before.

Lavinia’s legs began to shake as she reached for her release, but it was as if he were denying her that pleasure. Teasing her.

Was that his intention?

“Do not be in such a hurry,” he whispered, as if reading her thoughts.

He then took his hands away and she nearly cried out in frustration, but Demetrius turned her so that they were facing and then backed her toward the bed.

Would he take her now? His rigid member had been pressed against her bottom, which had only heightened her desire, so she prepared herself for him to remove his trousers and take his pleasure.