Seeing Danger (Sinclair and Raven #2)(76)

“What are you doing?”

Ignoring her question, he slid his hands under her skirts, pushing them up her thighs. He then picked her up and lowered her to straddle his lap.

“This is your fault,” he said, taking off her bonnet and flinging it across the carriage. “You kissed me, and behaved in a thoroughly inappropriate manner, and now I can't stop thinking about you naked.”

“Devon!”

She was shocked silent, which gave him time to start on the buttons of her dress. He managed several before the need to touch her overwhelmed him, and he slipped his hand inside her bodice and cupped the soft, full flesh of one breast through her chemise.

“Oh lord, that is wonderful.”

“I'm not stopping,” Dev growled, tugging more buttons free. He then had her breasts exposed. “You have beautiful breasts, Lilly. Your nipples are like raspberries, begging for me to bite into them.”

“Yes, please.” Her head fell back as his mouth closed over her and he began to lave the tight peak with his tongue.

Dev had a reputation for being thorough. He prided himself on missing nothing, so he lavished each and every inch of her breasts with the same attention, until she was whimpering and begging him to take her.

“Had I known these were beneath your evening gowns, I would have made more of an effort two years ago,” he said, his hands now replacing his lips to stroke and caress the silken skin once more. “I would have taken you into the nearest room…,” Dev rasped as she arched toward him.

“Be quiet and kiss me!” Lilly cried, pushing him back on the seat and pressing her lips to his. She was as desperate as he to taste and touch. Her hands were everywhere. Pushing aside his jacket, she opened his buttons and stroked his chest.

Clamping one hand on her neck, Dev wrapped the other around her waist and hauled her close until nothing separated them. Teeth clashed and noses banged as they ravished each other. They were desperate, no longer aware of where they were, only that the fire inside them needed to be extinguished.

Dev cupped her ankles and then traced the contours of her legs as he moved his hands higher. He ran his fingers around the band at the top of her silk stockings before moving higher until he reached her bottom. Tracing the creamy swells, Dev shuddered as Lilly wriggled against him, the friction almost painful.

She forced her hands between them and tried to undo the buttons of his breeches.

“Help me, damn you!”

“Ask me nicely,” Dev whispered against her breasts, his warm breath brushing over the sensitive skin.

“Pleasseee.”

Ripping open the buttons, Dev clamped his hands on her hips and lifted her, lowering her onto his aching length. Both moaned as Lilly took him deep inside her.

“Yes, love,” Dev whispered. “Ride me.”

Lilly braced her hands on his shoulder as she rose and lowered. The friction was exquisite.

“Don't stop; you feel like heaven, Lilly.”

She did it again and again, each slide and thrust driving him to the point of madness. Gripping her hips, he drove up as she came down.

“Dev!”

Swallowing her cries, he kissed her hard and took over, pulling her down harder with each thrust until the only sound in the carriage was ragged breathing. Lowering his head, he took one swollen nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, and Lilly fell apart in his arms. She clenched around him as he drove upward once more. Biting back the hoarse cry that came to his lips, he grunted, pouring himself into her as she slumped forward onto him.



Lilly lay her head on his chest, one hand fisted in his shirt as she struggled to regain her composure. Slowly sounds started to make themselves heard once more. The rumble of carriage wheels, the clip-clop of hooves, and people making their way around the park. She should be horrified; Lilly had never behaved so rashly in her life. To make love with Dev in a carriage with people a few feet away…. She should be shocked and horrified; instead, she was sated and ridiculously happy. One of his hands cupped her head, the gesture protective, while the other swept slow circles over her back.

“When can we marry?”

She felt his smile in her hair.

“If you are agreeable, we shall leave at the completion of the season and marry on Raven Mountain in James's church.”

“Yes, I like that idea. I do not want lots of people, just our families.”

Dev rubbed one of her curls between his fingers.

“It sounds perfect to me.”

Giving the curl a tug, he kissed her hard as she looked up at him.

“I like you naked and at my mercy.” Lilly shivered as Devon traced the curve of her breast. Pushing herself off him, she took the handkerchief he handed her and moved to the opposite seat. Her large fiancé remained relaxed; his body sprawled across from her.

“When we are wed, I may tie you to my bed and keep you naked from dawn till dusk, wench.”

“You could try,” Lilly said, reaching for her chemise.

“You'd probably just chew through the ropes,” he said, rousing himself to right his own clothing and then help her do up her buttons.

Between them, they got her clothed and then he opened the curtains. Lifting the hatch above his head, he told the driver to take them back to James's house. Sitting beside her, he took her hand, entwining their fingers, and Lilly felt that little shiver of heat that touching him always produced inside her.