“Never better. Your eyes have gone very dark, suddenly.”
“Because your breasts arerightthere and I love them,” he said with grave sincerity.
She laughed, and like a wanton, dipped to brush her nipples across his lips, and he caught one, lightly, in his teeth. The sound she made, the little helpless gasp, went straight to his cock.
“It’s just that I didn’t know you would be so beautiful,” she murmured. “It’s quite overwhelming.”
“You thought perhaps I was a minotaur under my clothes?”
“I’dhopedyou were. This is even better.”
He laughed quietly. Feeling almost shy.
“I didn’t know there would be this lovely little road, for instance...” she said, and drew a finger lightly, slowly down the line of hair that divided his ribs, traveled down to his belly to his stirring cock. “Or that you would be composed of these distinct sections...” One at a time, softly, she kissed the six segments of hard muscle on his abdomen. “Or that there would be lovely fur here, and I could do this...” She dragged her fingers gently through the hair on his chest, back and forth over the hard rise of it, and closed her teeth lightly over his nipple.
“Christ,” he half breathed, half moaned,veryimpressed and absolutely in thrall, as she discovered and seduced him all at once.
“Or that your thighs would be sofrighteninglygorgeous and thick...” She drew her toes down one in a caress.
“And speaking of gorgeous and thick...” She shifted down and kissed his cock, which had leaped to attention and was now arched against his belly.
He made a guttural sound. “God... if you wouldn’t mind terribly... doing that again...”
She laughed softly. “Like this?” She drew her tongue along it.
“Holy... Mother of God...” he breathed.
She quite rightly took this as a suggestion to continue what she was doing. And soon his chest was heaving with hoarse breaths, and he pulled up his knees, and his head thrashed back as he struggled to cope with the pleasure.
Finally he raised himself up on his elbows. “Catherine... please... come here...”
He opened his arms and gathered her, bringing her up close to him so she sat across his thighs. With a thrust he was inside her again. Her head fell back on a caught breath.
“Move with me,” he whispered next to her ear. He gripped her hips and urged her in a rhythm guaranteed to drive them both to blissful madness, quickly. They locked eyes, and he knew a surge of triumph and gratitude from watching her eyes go hazed and dark, and feeling the frayed gusts of her breath against his lips, from how she shifted with him to find her own pleasure. He kissed her throat and felt her moan vibrate beneath his lips as they collided more swiftly.
“Dominic...” she gasped. She was close now. He loved the desperate, joyful way she said his name in the throes of passion. As if he were the key to the universe. As if he were her salvation. He would do anything for her, give her anything she wanted, lay down his life, slay dragons.
He held her tightly as release rocked her body and she screamed her pleasure to the echoing room, and when he came the pleasure nearly blinded him.
“I can’t believe we’re allowed to do this whenever we want for the rest of our lives,” she murmured. His chest was her pillow. His arms were looped beneath her breasts. They might as well have been Adam and Eve lying there, naked in broad daylight on a mattress. “And as loudly as we like.”
His laugh rumbled beneath her head. “And thewaysin which we can do it, Catherine...”
Ways! Plural! This struck her as very promising, indeed.
Happiness was a consuming occupation, too, she thought. Nothing more seemed necessary ever than this man, this bed, the sun through the window drying the sweat on their well-loved bodies.
“What will the ton think when they discover we’ve married?” she wondered.
“I’ll tell anyone who asks that we were introduced, I apologized for the distress the gossip may have caused you, and, subsequently, we fell in love. I will explain that we owe a debt of gratitude to whoever made the false insinuations, because they have made us the happiest humans alive. I’ll make certain it’s printed inTheTimes. All of those things are in essence true. And God, will it annoy a good portion of the ton.”
“Clever,” she said happily. “You are rather wily.”
“Never with you,” he said. “I never will be with you.”
She was quiet a moment. “They can’t hurt us if they don’t know us,” she said softly. Contentedly.
They were an “us” now; a new entity. There would be storms; he would always attract attention. Together they would always be the eye of any storm.
