Page 73 of A Countess Never Tells

“I think you are right.” He gave her breast one last long kiss then straightened, and she began to unlace her corset while he started on his clothing. “Bare skin is better than even the finest silk.”

Considering how he made her feel every time he touched her skin, she could only agree with him. Kitty hurried with the laces then untied the tapes at her waist and let her gown and undergarments fall to the floor. She stepped away from them and hastily removed shoes and stockings, leaving her only in her white linen chemise. Turning toward Ash, Kitty gulped.

He’d been quicker than she, for he stood completely naked before her, his magnificently sculpted body a feast for her eyes. Not having seen him thus in so long, she had to stop and simply enjoy the sight of his smooth skin stretched taut over hard muscles from his broad shoulders to his neat waist, to his slim hips and finally to his rampant cock, jutting straight out in invitation.

So much glorious nakedness. Kitty licked her lips.

A guttural moan came from his throat. Two steps brought him to stand before her. He pulled the shoulders of her chemise down, slowly revealing more and more of her until he dropped the garment to the floor, his gaze feasting on her as she had on him. Running his hands over her body, every place he touched burning like fire, Ash brought every inch of her to attention, waiting, wanting more. He spanned her waist with both her hands, lifted her, and slid her onto the bed. He joined her there and pulled her into his arms.

“You feel so incredibly good, Ash.” To feel every bit of him pressed against her was sheer heaven.

“I was going to say the same thing, love.” He kissed her, turning her on her back and pressing her into the mattress. His lips began a pilgrimage, starting at the base of her ear, slipping down her neck, detouring around her breasts where he stayed long enough that Kitty began to pant with the sensations coursing through her body. He licked his way down over her stomach, dipped his tongue into her navel, making her moan. What better way to get reacquainted with each other?

He slid down further, and Kitty tensed, knowing what would come next, steeling herself for the intense pleasure he would bring her. His head hovered over her most intimate parts, and she opened her legs to allow him full access.

“You remembered, sweet.” He smiled against her flesh as his lips went lower.

“How could I ever forget?” That incredible interlude on the chaise was seared into her memory.

“Mmm.” His lips found the little nub, and Kitty moaned loudly as he kissed and caressed it, while she throbbed with need. She’d been longing for just these sensations so much that when Ash swirled his tongue around her aching flesh she shattered instantly, the fireworks within her exploding in wave after wave of indescribable pleasure.

Drained, Kitty lay still, languidly watching Ash through half-slitted eyes as he pulled himself up to cover her. “What about the pillows?”

He peered down at her, eyes black with desire. “You remembered that?”

She ran her hands down his arms, pleasurable waves still lapping inside her. “I remember everything we’ve done, Ash. Every touch, every taste, every stroke.”

“God, Kitty.” He grabbed the pillows and thrust them under her head and bottom. “I have to have you, love. Right now. I thought I could wait longer, but your every word, every movement throws my body into a frenzy.”

“Don’t wait.” She’d wanted this moment for so long, she should want him to take his time, but she didn’t. She wanted to join with him now, this instant. “God knows we’ve waited long enough.”

“Here.” He adjusted the pillow once more then nudged her legs open and settled himself between them. “You remember it will hurt.”

She grunted as his cock brushed her opening, the heat of him startling her. “Yes, I do. But I’ll survive.”

“Yes, you will.” He kissed her deeply and thrust home.

“Ouch.” The pain was there, to be sure, but it was overwhelmed by the strange feeling of fullness deep inside her. Her gaze shifted to Ash, who was staring at her with a look of shock on his face. “Are you all right?”

He let out a slow breath, and his grin appeared. “Don’t you know the husband is supposed to ask that?”

“No, I didn’t, but you look peculiar.” Kitty managed to stroke his cheek. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, but…I’ll explain later.” He gazed down at her, a tender look in his eyes. “The hard part’s past. Now let me pleasure you again.”

“But what about you?” She wanted him to have pleasure too.

“Trust me, there will be pleasure enough for us both. Put your legs around me.”

Kitty did as she was told, the sensation of him deep inside her becoming less and less strange.

Then he began to move, slowly at first, the feeling like nothing he’d ever done before. Stroking back and forth, he set a rhythm she couldn’t quite catch at first. “I’m not doing it right.”

“You are doing fine, love. Let me show you.”

Kitty nodded, lying back against the pillows, savoring the sight of him above her, thrusting over and over until the throbbing ache inside her began again, more and more insistent until she had to move to relieve the ache. As he drove into her, she rose to meet him time and again until she spun out of control, crying his name. Moments later, he gave a great cry, strained against her, and called her name as he filled her.

Immediately, he rolled to the side and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his sweaty chest. His heart pounded as though it would beat itself to death, his ragged breathing in her ear making her smile as she looked up at him. “So, I’ve done it.”