I shook my head with so much enthusiasm that whiplash came to mind. My mouth dried up as he kicked off his shoes, then bent over to remove his socks before pushing the trousers down. They slid to his feet and he stepped out of them. Those devastating blue eyes were half-lidded when I finally managed to look up at him again.
“You’re welcome to keep checking in on me. It’s very noble of you, but I’m not going to tell you to stop.”
His dark eyebrows rose a fraction of an inch. “You sound pretty sure about that.”
“Oh, I’m absolutely certain.” I lay back on the mattress, my weight propped up on my elbows. My gaze swept across his face, tracing the hard edges of the features I’d been longing to run my fingertips across. “You said you wanted me, and as it happens, I feel the same way. There’s no point trying to deny that any longer, so unless you have a moral objection to ravishing me prior to our marriage, I don’t see why we should wait.”
He groaned. “How is it that even dirty talk is polite when you’re British?”
I felt a slow, victorious smile spread on my lips. “I’m not sure I know what you mean.”
“You used the wordsmoral objectionandravishinginstead of just asking if I’m going to fuck you.”
My heart skipped. With my insides contracting and my panties completely soaked, I watched as he stalked closer to the bed. The mattress dipped between my ankles when he slid a knee onto it.
“Well, are you?” I asked, my voice husky now too.
Jesse crawled up the mattress, sadly still wearing his tight-fitting black boxer-briefs, and shook his head once his eyes were level with mine. “Not tonight, my lady.”
Disappointment surged through me, the confusion slowly crawling back into my brain despite the current state of my body. “But you want to.”
A soft scoff came out of him. His eyes burned into mine, and he lowered his hips until they were cradled against mine, allowing me to feel beyond a shadow of a doubt that he didn’t only want me, but that his physical situation was as flagrantly desperate as my own.
“Yes, Eliza. I want to. Badly.” His hands traveled down my sides and then he slid lower too, looking up at me as he reached for my shoes and started removing them. “Just trust me, okay?”
As I held his gaze, I found myself nodding. Because somehow, I really had come to trust him. Jesse made my clothing disappear so fast, it felt like I’d blinked and missed it, and when I came to again, he was spreading my legs with large, warm hands, his knees on the floor and my bum right at the edge of the bed.
There was no time to prepare myself before his mouth was on me, hot, and wet, and sliding across every sensitive inch of me. I cried out, collapsing back on the bed and trying to keep myself from writhing so much that I’d slide right off the mattress.
This was divine, his touches gentle but firm, the pressure of his lips and the speed of his tongue combining to whip me into a complete, uninhibited frenzy. I finally planted my heels againstthe edge of the mattress and let my legs fall open as far as they could.
I lifted my head to look at him while he was taking me to previously unimaginable heights. His eyes were closed and his shoulder was moving. One of his hands was still on my leg but the other was gone and judging by those movements…
I moaned, my eyes slamming shut as heat and sparks sped through me. I’d never felt anything like this before. Never seen anything even nearly as erotic as that. I was halfway to heaven already, brazen moans spilling out of me. The pleasure wrapped me in its grasp, far too intense to contain myself. I wouldn’t typically characterize myself as loud or demanding, but this situation was hardly typical.
“Yes!” I heard my own breathless voice screaming. “Oh, God. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Jesse groaned against my core, a single finger circling my entrance before he slid it inside. I’d been touched before, but it had never been like this. Never so perfectly timed that it triggered the orgasm that had been building since he’d first pressed me into that wall.
My hands flew to his hair and my hips bucked as pleasure streaked through me. I felt my body shake and my toes curl, but I had zero control over any of it. Surrendering to the release, I simply rode it out, whimpering unintelligible phrases even I couldn’t comprehend.
Jesse stayed with me through it all, never varying his pace or stopping too soon. He tensed after I’d stilled, and I heard a swift intake of breath followed by a soft groan. More trembles ran through me, blissful little aftershocks that had me letting out another breathy moan, but then he disappeared.
The next thing I knew, a warm cloth was rubbing gently against me, cleaning me up. I murmured something, perhaps athank you, but I still hadn’t even caught my breath yet when I felt him climb onto the bed with me.
The sheets rustled as he slid in behind me. He draped an arm around my middle after settling me on my side, fitting his front against my back and pressing a soft kiss to my neck.
“Sleep now, Eliza.”
“Did you…” I trailed off, but I wasn’t oblivious to the fact that I was entirely naked while his underwear was firmly in place.
It made me wonder if I’d been wrong before, but he exhaled a quiet breath that ghosted across my skin. “Yeah, I did. I wasn’t planning on it, but I couldn’t help myself.”
A delighted shudder traveled through me. “Good. I love that. It makes me happy.”
He let out a sigh that felt too heavy for this moment. “Good night, baby.”
“Good night,” I murmured, slowly becoming aware again of the fact that something was most definitely amiss.
