His mouth clamped over the tip of her breast through the thin cotton of her night rail. She sighed and lifted her chest to give him better access. “More.”
He complied by lifting his hands and molding the full mounds of flesh in his hands. Laving one nipple, and then the other, he gently kneaded the one he wasn’t feasting on at the time.
It didn’t take long before her legs were moving restlessly beneath him. “Hunter…” She moaned his name when he started to move away from her, but as he lifted the hem of her garment, her eyes brightened with renewed interest. Obviously, her mother had instructed her in more than justthejoining of bodies, for when hebent her knees and bent down to lap at the juncture between her legs, she clutched the sheets on either side of her and threw her head back in ecstasy. The sight was so erotic that Hunter nearly spilled his seed right then.
He continued his careful ministrations until the moment of climax struck her and she shuddered beneath him. He knew the first taste of her on his tongue was something he would savor for the rest of his days.
As her tremors subsided, he lifted his head to see her smiling.
“That was…meravigliosa.”
He lifted a brow as he moved to stand beside the bed. “You know Italian?”
She rose ontoher elbow, allowing that magnificent hair to fall over her shoulder. It caught the light from the lamp by the bed and shone with the brilliance of golden fire. “I know many things.” Her grin widened. “Although most of them are probably too delicate for your ears.”
He laughed at that. “We will see about that.” He unbuttoned the flap of his trousers and allowed them to fall to the floor.
Her eyes widened slightly when his pulsing manhood was on full display.“Impressive,” she murmured.
He hated to admit it, but he stood a little taller after that single word. “And how many male members have you seen?”
She shrugged one shoulder. “Enough to know when one will satisfy a woman. Although—” She moved to the edge of the bed and stood, allowing her night rail to fall to her feet in the same manner his trousers had been discarded, leaving her blessedly nude.“It’s not always the size, but how you use it.”
With that, she dropped to her knees and took him fully into her mouth.
Heabruptlyforgot how to breathe. And when she began to suck him as eagerly as any practiced courtesan, he thought for sure he was going to lose his mind entirely.
“Persephone…” Her name was uttered on a plea, a benediction as his eyes began to drift shut. He was quickly falling over the edge of oblivion. He reluctantly put a hand on her head to cease her movements. “You have to stop if you want me to perform properly in bed.”
She ran her tongue around the edge of her lips and murmured, “You forget that we have all night.”
As she took him in her mouth again, he gave himself over to the pleasure tightening his midsection. He watched her until the intensity became too much and then closed his eyes as he spilled himself between her lips with a low groan.
Afterward, she rose to her feet and gave a light purr. “Mmm. That was nice.”
He chuckled, albeit a bit shakily. “I’m not sure I’d use such a tame adjective.” He sighed, for some of the tension that had been his constant companion over the years had already begun to ease.
She moved back to the bed and laid down, a tempting goddess that had his cock twitching back to life. “Join me?”
Hunter wasn’t sure if this woman would be his angel back to life, or the demon sent on his destruction, but he would no longer deny her whatever she wanted.
***
Sephy wanted to rejoice in her triumph. It appeared her tutelage over the years was just as she recalled, for the intensity in Hunter’s eyes as he lay down beside herwasthrilling. It was obvious by his release that she had pleased him. If she could only keep her lover satisfied in the bedchamber, her mother said she would be set for the rest of her life.‘A good mistress will generally be left with a generous allowance so that she may live the rest of her days in peace at the end of the association.’
She was quite sure that Hunter intended to change his mind and keep her after tonight, and while Sephy didn’t want to think about the eventual termination of her union with the duke, she wasn’t about to squander their time together on maudlin thoughts. A harlot’s purpose was all about pleasure, and she intended to give him everything that she had. She had to ensure that he never wanted to leave the bedchamber.
She reached between them and began to stroke his cock back to full vigor. He made some sort of husky growl of approval in the back of his throat. “Why do I feel as if you’ll be the death of me?”
She leaned forward to whisper in his ear. “I’m not your death, but your salvation.” She pulled back to look into his eyes. “I’m whatever you want of me.”
“Good.” He rolled her onto her back and mounted her. “Because I want all of you.”
He kissed her even more passionately than before and Sephy knew that she was starting to break through that tough exterior that he’d built around himself. But she must tread carefully and be patient, or it wouldn’t take much for him to retreat into that shell. If that occurred, it would be devastating.
For both of them.
The flames of her desire quickly flared back to life as he teased and tormented her, nibbling a path along her neck and throat. When he nudged her legs apart and settled himself between her thighs, she wasn’t nervous about what was to come, she was just glad that he was finally here with her.
