Treacherous Temptations(52)

“There’s nothing to fear from desire, my dear, and I’m going to answer your need with so much pleasure you’ll think you’ve lost your mind.” He turned her head and captured her mouth in a deep, devouring, and dizzying kiss that indeed emptied her mind, replacing hesitation with treacherous waves of want.

Their mutual moans and panting breaths filled the air as he slid his fingers into the slickened folds of her sex, his clever fingers working, stroking, swirling, and then circling her hooded bud. “Do you like my cock rubbing against you?” He ground his hardened staff against her buttocks and increased the cadence of his fingers.

“Please Hadley,” she cried, desperate for release.

“Please what, Mary?” he taunted with a low rumble. “Please don’t stop? Please take me to bed?”

“Yes,” she cried. “Take me to bed!”

“As the lady wishes.” He lifted her into his arms, carrying her limp and dazed to the bed where he laid her atop the snowy linens. He shed his remaining clothes and came over her, trapping her beneath him.

Mary gazed up at him panting with need, but panic rose to the fore. “Do you intend to…”

“Consummate?” he supplied. “Not yet, my dear. I refuse to rush this. There is so much for us to explore. I will only take you when you want me above all things, when you are certain that nothing else can satisfy your ceaseless ache but to have me inside you.” He kissed her again, deeply, his tongue seeking hers and then withdrawing. He murmured against her lips. “For now I only want to learn your body more intimately…and for you to learn mine. Close your eyes,” he commanded.

“What are you going to do?”

“Nothing you won’t thoroughly delight in. Did you enjoy it when I touched your sex? When I used my fingers to pleasure you? When I stroked you to your release?”

“You know I did.” She averted her gaze. “Exceedingly. You overwhelmed me.”

“Not yet, my sweet, but very soon.” he replied with a twitch of his mouth.

“I don’t understand.”

“I mean that I wish to show you what indescribable bliss could be between us, to truly overwhelm and exhaust you in the most delicious of ways; and before this night is out, I’ll do it again and again.” Passionate promises that took hold of her, enthralling her even more powerfully than his skilled hands had done before.

Hadley began with just a single caress, a gossamer touch that traced her pulse from neck to collarbones. His mouth followed, blazing a moist, hot trail. His hands and mouth played over her skin, lingering at her breasts, gently circling her nipples, teasing them with darting flicks of his tongue. It was heavenly…

She arched into him with a moan and he took her into his mouth, lightly clamping and tugging the taut peaks with his teeth, sending a rush of sensation to her core. She twined her fingers in his hair, urging him to take her more fully into his mouth, to suckle her as he had done before, but he withdrew from her breasts…leaving her once more in frustrated want.

With the same light caress, of hands and mouth, Hadley smoothed over her belly and the round curve of her hips, blazing a path over her skin with his lips, teeth, and tongue, inciting soft blissful sounds from her as he worked his way down her body. She felt the stroke of his hands caressing her thighs, moving to the sensitive inside, and then easing them apart.

“No!” she cried, clamping them back together with a strangled sound. “What are you doing?”

“Relax my pet.” Hadley lightly brushed over the downy ginger-colored mass of her mons, a sensation that made her shudder with pleasure, yet nervous tremors followed.

“You can’t think to—”

“Yes, my innocent. It gratifies me deeply to bring a woman into the full throes of rapture with my kisses.” He lowered his head to demonstrate, blowing moist hot breath over her most sensitive flesh, exacerbating the quivers that already racked her body.

“You are very wicked!”

He chuckled, a low rumble that resonated through her body. “But there you are wrong my pet. Between a husband and wife, there is no wickedness, guilt, or shame, for carnal iniquity ceases to exist in the marriage bed. There is only the promise of pleasure and the fulfillment of mutual desires. Trust me in this, my sweet,” he soothed, while stroking, kissing, and licking his way up her inner thighs, drugging her with pure pleasure. “Just close your eyes and empty your mind. Do nothing but bask in the sensations.”

…

She whimpered softly as he gently parted her quivering thighs to look upon the most erotic sight of her exposed womanhood. The vision of delicate lips, and glistening pink folds, sent all the blood from his body surging to his cock.

He closed his eyes to breathe in deeply of her. Even now it made him lightheaded and evoked the ravenous urge to drown himself in her. He wanted to inhale and taste her sweet salty essence upon his tongue, to make her buck and writhe, and sob and cry out in mindless rapture.

“I’m going to make love to you with my mouth now, Mary—to kiss and tongue you until you scream. I’m going to make you come apart so hard you’ll think you died.” He lowered his mouth to her sex, slowly and deliberately exploring her slicken contours with an unhurried swipe of his tongue.

She whimpered beneath him at the same time she clutched a hand to his head. Locating her hidden nub, he laved it with long licks, short flicks, and swirls of his tongue that made her buck upward with a muffled cry. Hadley relished every sight and sound of her pleasure, her sharp breaths intermingled with whimpers and moans heightened his own lust until he burned like a furnace.