“Definitely suit,” Justin murmured as he bent his head to take the nipple in his mouth.
Cordelia arched her back off the bed, gasping. Her whole body prickled in gooseflesh, the sensations only adding to the throbbing at the apex of her thighs. He hissed as she brought her hips to his, grinding against his leg.
He licked his way back up to her neck, sucking at her collarbone for a moment as Cordelia pulled down the rest of her shift, relishing in the feeling of her nakedness pressed between soft blankets and Justin’s hard body. “Still sure?” he whispered in her ear, taking the lobe between his teeth.
In response Cordelia reached for the hand that was braced at her hip and placed it on her thigh. With a growl, Justin snaked his hand toward her mound. He traced her entrance with a feather light touch, finding the tiny bundle of nerves she herself had searched out for these past few weeks, when he was still invading her dreams.
Cordelia cried out as he pressed his thumb there and, for a moment, ceased being gentle. He rubbed it in achingly slow circles, drawing out her pleasure for as long as possible. Cordelia’s vision blurred as her muscles grew progressively tighter, searching and searching for release until suddenly it broke over her. She shivered through the climax, allowing the spasms to rock her for a few delicious moments.
“Heavens above,” she blurted out, “it’s much better when someone else does it.” Then she clapped a hand over her eyes.Did I just say that? she thought, though she must have said it aloud, because Justin’s warm baritone answered.
“You certainly did,” was his reply.
Cordelia bit her lip, doing her best to stay any other words that wanted to tumble out of her mouth.
Justin laughed as he stood on his knees and began unbuttoning his trousers. Peeking out from between her fingers she could see the length of his erection straining in his worn work breeches. She bit her lip in anticipation.
Justin groaned. “I knew it would be like this.”
“Like what?” Cordelia had a moment of self-consciousness as she watched his eyes roam over her naked body.
“Passionate,” he said, kissing the valley between her breasts. “Responsive,” he murmured as he traced her bellybutton with his tongue. “Sensual,” he added, his voice so quiet she could barely hear him. He spread her thighs apart and she felt his hot breath on her intimate flesh.
Cordelia felt her thighs tense. “Oh!” she cried as he tasted her.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
“I-I…” she began. “Are you sure that’s proper?”
Looking down, she saw Justin arch an eyebrow and flash her a wicked smile. There was something incredibly erotic seeing him between her legs. “I assure you, it’s very proper,” he replied, and she watched him flatten his tongue against her intimate flesh, swollen and sensitive from his earlier attentions.
The moan that escaped her throat was completely involuntary. This was absolutely nothing like the first time. Justin was in no hurry, exploring every inch of her with his tongue, until she begged him for release. The second climax was far more intense than the first, leaving her limp and slack limbed on the cot.
“God,” she murmured, as he covered her body with his own.
“Let me take you,” he whispered, his voice strained.
“Yes,” she replied.Yes, yes, yes, she repeated to herself, taking his cock in her hand and guiding it to her entrance. They connected in one swift motion. Her internal muscles stretched and burned as he entered. Cordelia gasped; she’d not expected there to be pain.
“All right?” he asked, through clenched teeth.
She hummed in assent. “Could you wait a moment?”
He groaned, but his entire body stilled. Glancing up at him from beneath her lashes, she saw that his eyes were closed and a furrow had formed between his brows. Gradually, her body accepted him, and she lifted her hips to accommodate more of him. Justin rocked slowly into her, creating a friction that was sending electric shocks throughout her body.
“I… I won’t…” he ground out.
“It’s okay,” she whispered, wrapping her legs around his hips.
Gripping onto the headboard of the cot, Justin drove into her harder, until they were both crying out. But just as soon as she was about to reach another orgasm, he withdrew, spilling onto the sheets. He collapsed beside her, leaving both of them panting.
Reaching for her arm, Justin pulled her across his warm skin. She trembled as cool air engulfed them. Her ribs protested a little when she pressed up against them, and it was as though the bubble they’d been occupying for the last few moments had been popped.
What have you done?a voice prompted in her head. It sounded suspiciously like Lady Billings.
Justin was also silent. Cordelia could hear the steady pump of his heart slowing beneath his chest. “I suppose now would be a good time to ask you to marry me?” he said.
Cordelia snapped her head up to look at him. “Marry you? You think I’m a spoiled society lady!”
