“Like this?”He cupped her knees, opening them until he could push between, stopped only by the drape of her gown.
She shook her head.“He was… His head…” She took a breath.“His head was between her thighs.”
Heat flared in his eyes.“Ah.You would like to try that, El?”
She bit her lip.“I do want to, but…”
“It is intimate?”Idly, his fingertips trailed the sensitive skin at the back of her thigh as he waited.
“Yes.”
“It is you and me, El.Only you and me.”
Of course it was.It always had been.“You and me.”
Sinking to his knees, his hands curled around her calves, sliding up her legs and taking her gown with them.Her skirts settled about her hips, and she fought the urge to close her legs.
He glanced up.Voice gone, she nodded.
His gaze drifted down.In the dim light, his eyes glittered.“Open for me, El,” he rasped and, slowly, she did as he bade.Lust darkened his expression.“Look how beautiful you are, all pink and pretty.I cannot wait to taste you.”Hooking one knee over his shoulder and pushing her other leg wide, he covered her with his mouth.
A moan burst from her, her hands griping his head as his hot, wet mouth devoured her.She had seen the illustrations, had imagined them late at night in her bed, but nothing could have prepared her for the feel of him against her, the decadent licks and luscious suction.Nor for the sensation of his long, elegant fingers slipping between her wide-spread thighs and teasing at her core, gathering her dew to slick her.
“So wet, El,” he rasped.“I think you like this.I think this might be your favourite, but we can make it even better.”
As he uttered those words, he slid a finger inside her.Just a little, rubbing her shallowly, his mouth locked on her pearl.White-hot pleasure streaked through her and her hips bucked, seeking more.Back arched, she couldn’t think, need burning through her, her world centred to him and what he was doing to her.
“Benedict,” she gasped.“You…”
He looked up, framed by her thighs.His eyes burned into hers.
She shook her head.She couldn’t think.She couldn’t… “Benedict,” she pleaded.
“I know, El.I know.”With a growl, he doubled his efforts, his tongue curling about her.He licked and bit and sucked, shattering her with his mouth.She arched, pleasure streaking through her, coiling tighter and tighter.She gasped and moaned, his name, words, things she could not fathom.His hand tightened on her thigh, holding her wide, the stretch delicious.She opened her mouth on a silent scream as intense pleasure broke, devastating and overwhelming.She convulsed, gripping his head as she shattered.
Passing his hand over his mouth, he rose up her body, his arms caging her against the squab as he kissed her fiercely.Aftershocks of pleasure rocking her, she held him to her, returning his kiss with everything she had.He tasted salty and sweet, and she realised he tasted of her.
He smoothed her hair from her face, touching his forehead to hers.“Was that as you imagined?”
She could never put into words how it had been nothing like she imagined.“It was so much better.”
He made a huff of amusement.Sliding his hands over her body, he rearranged her gown and fixed her hair before settling beside her.Leaning his head against the squab, he inhaled deeply.
She frowned.She’d had all the pleasure and he’d had none.“Benedict?What about you?”
“Do not concern yourself with me, El.That was a lesson for you alone.Just give me a moment.”He gave her a pained smile.“We are lucky it is a long drive to Ardell House.I am in no state to greet others at the moment.”
His erection was long and thick, and clearly outlined by his breeches.She jerked her gaze up, a furious blush burning her cheeks.
“Have I rendered you speechless, El?”he teased.“I never thought I’d see the day.AndI have made you blush.”
“Oh, be quiet.”A smile tugging at her, she glanced out the window.He was right in that they were still aways from Ardell House and they had time to compose themselves.Another furious blush took her as she asked, “Do I look well?”
He gave her a lazy smile.“You look like I just made you come.”
“Benedict!”
“Don’t worry, El.By the time we reach the ball, you shall be composed.We both shall be.”Curling one arm about her, he took her hand.She leant her head on the round muscle of his shoulder, linking her fingers with his.He exhaled, and she could have sworn she felt his lips brush her hair.
