“I suppose I’ll have to thank Kate and Charlotte for bringing dresses that aren’t impossible to get you out of.”
Heat crept to my cheeks. “Perhaps let’s not tell them.”
“Whatever you want, but I guarantee it was a consideration in the selection process.” Once the zipper was open, the dress slowly slid off, but I still had to climb out of it, now left in only lacy panties. Will offered me his hand as I stepped out of it. Those blue eyes heated as his gaze raked across my mostly naked body. “God, I’m never going to get enough of you.”
My nipples hardened under the weight of his stare, my entire body suddenly tingling with anticipation. “That’s good because I don’t want you to.”
A playful light lit in his eyes and he shoved me backward onto the bed. I laughed, grabbing onto him to bring him with me. Hisshoes dropped to the floor with heavy thuds as his mouth met mine again, his jacket thankfully left behind in the ballroom and his shirt and pants presenting no challenge to shed.
Both of us breathing slightly harder than usual, we worked together on getting him naked too. Then he rolled my panties down as he kissed a line down the length of my body. My eyelids slid shut and I relaxed into the mattress. My fingers slid into his hair.
Just a week ago, I wasn’t sure this would ever happen with him again, but when his mouth found my center, I let out a moan of pure relief that was as emotional as it was physical. Will made me feel things no one else ever had.
With him, I could just let go and be myself, and that was true in the middle of a fight, during everyday life, and even here, in bed. It was such a freeing feeling. He licked a hot, wet line between my folds, and another moan slid out of me, even louder this time.
He laved at me like a man enjoying his last meal and the sensations he was eliciting were somehow better than ever. My toes curled, my skin tingled, and my eyes slid shut as I felt the orgasm starting to build.
Seconds before it erupted, I reached for him, desperately clawing at his bare shoulders. “No, Will. Not like this. Not tonight.”
He frowned at me, his features taut with restraint and concentration as he looked up at me. “What do you mean?”
“With you,” I said, panting. My entire body trembled as I wrapped my fingers around his shoulders and looked into his eyes. “I want to feel you with nothing between us. We need to produce an heir anyway, and we’re married now and I just…”
“You want this?” he finished when my words failed me. “Yeah. Okay. I hear you.”
Without hesitating, he slid back up the length of my body and kissed me deeply, the broad tip of him so hot when it nudged at my entrance that I moaned into his mouth. A low sound rumbled through his chest as he pushed in slowly, stiffening almost immediately.
“Oh, God. Eliza, this is…” He was the one to trail off this time, but I didn’t bother responding.
Arching into him, I kissed him with all my might, needing him to know that whatever he was feeling, I was feeling it too.
This was different than it had been before, so much more intense that I honestly wasn’t sure where he ended and I began. It felt like we were truly becoming one, just like we’d promised we would be. Entwined. Together. Forever.
CHAPTER 49
WILL
Chicago in late fall was as cold, gray, and wet as ever. I stepped out of the car and into a fine, persistent drizzle that immediately found its way down the back of my collar. If I hadn’t grown up here, I wasn’t sure if I would have been able to adjust to life in England as easily as I had, but as things were, it had been a pretty smooth process.
The tropical honeymoon we’d just gotten back from hadn’t hurt either. Eliza and I had finally had a break together and it had been the perfect idea to go someplace hot and humid before we faced down a long winter. Although I wasn’t opposed to spending every night curled up in front of the fire with her, buried under blankets and?—
Nope. Don’t go there. Not right now.
Since I was making my way into W&S HQ for the first time since I’d essentially disappeared to go live in a castle, this didn’t feel like the right time to be thinking about all the things I wanted to do to my wife.
Instead, I focused on the building. A place where I’d taken some of my first steps and had never been away from for as long as it’d been this time. It was still familiar in a way I suspected it always would be. I didn’t miss it as much as I’d thought I might.
My old office door was half open and I paused for a second before pushing it the rest of the way. Jesse’s things were all over. His organizational system looked suspiciously like chaos, with files and papers spread everywhere. A jacket was slung over the back of the chair that used to be mine.
Strangely, I felt no itch to take it back or any sudden urges to reclaim the space. I just leaned against the doorframe, smiling as I realized that in retrospect, it’d never felt quite right that this office was mine.
Being at the castle, however,didfeel right. Between the estate, Eliza, the ongoing projects she’d been managing alone for years that I was now into up to my elbows, and the fact that apparently living in a historic building came with a never-ending list of things that needed attention, I wasn’t exactly bored in the English countryside.
More than that, it felt like I was building something of my own there instead of just being a cog in a corporate machine that could take me or leave me. Sure, the estate itself was centuries old, but Eliza and I were always brainstorming new ways to make it better, more profitable, and to turn it into a legacy our kids could one day be proud of.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by Jesse speaking up from behind me. “Breaking and entering?”
“Visiting.” I glanced back at him, pushing away from the doorframe and finally walking into the office.
