“Then I propose we do something about it.”
She dragged his head down to hers. “I propose we dispense with the conversation.”
“I like the way you think,” he said between kisses.
She shoved him over and rolled on top of him. “I read an interesting book the other night. There was a rather detailed account of a woman and a man...and the woman was on top of the man.”
“Do go on. I’m already liking this story.”
“Apparently the woman did something like this.” She lowered her hand and circled his shaft with her fingers. Moving her body down his so that her head was above his waist, she slowly took him in her mouth. He arched against her.
“Jenna!”
She raised her head to look at him. “Then she did something like this.” Throwing a leg over him, she held herself over his erection then with agonizing deliberation, she lowered herself onto him.
His eyes squinted shut and he balled his hands into fists. She took him farther inside, enjoying each and every delicious inch. When she came to rest on his thighs, his hands came up to grasp her waist.
Bracing herself on his chest, she began to move back and forth and side to side. Then she raised up and lowered herself back.
“Jenna, I can’t...I can’t hold out.”
“Tell me what to do,” she whispered.
His hands pulled her down on him as his hips thrust upward to meet her. “Ride me, Jenna.”
Her hair fell forward in veil brushing across his chest and obscuring her face. She found her rhythm and undulated her hips over him. The tension was building in her as well, and she sped up her movements.
His face was a portrait of passion. Sweat beaded his forehead and his eyes glowed. Moans of pleasure spilled from his lips as she increased her pace. She was in control. Her power over him, her ability to make him want her as much as she wanted him filled her with intense satisfaction. Never had she imagined herself in the role of a seductress.
“There’s one other thing the woman in the book did,” she said, slowing her movements. Sliding from him, she moved down his body. Taking him in her mouth once more, she began suckling him, letting him slide in and out of her mouth.
She curled her hand around the base of his shaft and moved her hand up and down in time with her lips.
“Jenna, stop! I’m about to...”
She ignored him and increased her ministrations. He gave a shout and arched into her. She continued her gentle exploration with her mouth until he relaxed beneath her. His hand stroked her hair then slid down her shoulder. “Come here.”
She curled into his arms, laying her head on his chest. He continued to stroke her hair, smoothing it away from her face. A deep breath escaped him, almost as if he had been about to speak. Silence descended on them for a few long moments.
As he held her close to him, rubbing her gently, he took in another breath. “What would you say if I told you that you were only the second woman I have ever been intimate with?”
Chapter Fifteen
“What?” She drew away and looked at him in shock. Her mind fought to analyze what he’d said, but it made no sense. She couldn’t count on two hands the number of women who’d bragged about his prowess in bed. After all, it was the reason she’d sought him out in the first place. “I don’t understand.”
He sat up, crossing his ankles. Smoothing his unruly hair from his face, he let out a sigh. “It’s quite simple actually. I’ve only been with one other woman.”
She scooted to a sitting position, wishing she had something to cover herself with. She drew her knees up to her chest and hugged her arms around her legs. “But what of all the rumors? I’ve had women tell me...” She broke off, embarrassed to admit she’d participated in gossip about him.
“All untrue.”
“But why would they say such things if they weren’t true? And why didn’t you refute what they were saying?”
“Because I don’t care what polite society thinks of me. I can’t be responsible for the untruths they circulate.”
She shook her head, becoming more confused by the moment. “So you are telling me that all these women arbitrarily made up false rumors about you?” While she didn’t refute the tendency to gossip within theton, she found it hard to believe that so many women would make up something so absurdly untrue.
He blew out a long breath. “I suppose it began with my association with Lady Lockhart. As I told you she is a dear friend. But the rumors began in earnest when one of Lady Lockhart’s acquaintances, Lady Wortham, propositioned me and I politely refused her advances. If I had to guess, Lady Wortham, feeling snubbed, regaled her friends with the details of her affair with me. An affair that never happened. And in an effort not to be one upped, because we all know how society hates to be one upped, more women claimed to have had an affair with me, and it spiraled out of control.”
