be a silent seduction.” His words whispered across her cheeks. “No screaming allowed, no matter what I do to you.”
She had no time for a smartass reply before he claimed her lips, employing long, drugging kisses that left her head spinning and her heart pounding. He moved over her mouth like a general, with commanding authority, demanding she give him all he requested. Ava surrendered with a sigh. She relaxed into a more comfortable position. When he dragged his lips over her chin and down the column of her throat, she whimpered. “What do you plan on doing to me?”
“Enjoy you. Give you pleasure. Make an impression so you will remember me, what we had together.”
“About that.” She pushed against his chest, determined to find out why he thought his days were numbered.
“In good time.” He untied the ribbons at her throat. The wrapper fell open. He pushed it from her shoulders and his hands were at her breasts, kneading them through the nightgown, his thumbs brushing over the distended tips. “I am pleased you have already dressed for bed. I abhor wrestling with corsets.”
“You and me both.” She arched into his touch. “I need your mouth on me.” Wanting him with considerably less clothing, she worked the buttons on his waistcoat.
Sam raised his head. White teeth flashed in the darkness. “We are of one mind.” He edged away. “Take off the gown. I’d rather not tear such a gorgeous garment, but I will if you request it.”
She didn’t waste any more time talking. Struggling out of the many yards of voluminous fabric, she’d barely thrown it aside when he shucked out of his jacket, waistcoat, and boots. “Touch me now, please?” She heard the strain in her voice and held out a hand. “I don’t like waiting.”
A slow grin curved his lips. “Patience.” He smoothed his palms over her shoulders and down her arms. “The anticipation is as much fun as the actual act.”
“Depends.” Almost naked and vulnerable, the cool air sent goosebumps careening over her exposed skin. Only the silk pantalettes stood between her and full exposure. She squirmed as expectation spiraled through her pussy. “If your time is limited, don’t you think you should hurry?” Her breasts ached, and she pressed more fully against him for relief.
Sam didn’t answer with words. He dipped his head, taking a nipple into his mouth.
Ava hissed with pleasure. Heat swirled low in her belly as he sucked on the tip. When she moaned, he rolled her neglected nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “You have a perfect body, Ava. A body made to be worshipped by the right man.”
“Are you that man?” Oh God, please say yes. Wetness seeped between her thighs as her arousal grew. Every touch of his hand brought her closer to release.
“I will try everything in my power to be so.” He dropped to his knees before her. “I pray that I am.”
A response died in her throat as he stroked along her waist. Trembles swept over her skin, multiplying in quick succession while he drew her old-fashioned lingerie over her hips and down her legs. “Sam, please let me undress you.” She wanted to see his body, touch him everywhere he did her, taste his skin.
“In a moment.” He pressed heated kisses to her belly, abdomen, and hips. Everywhere fabric had once been, he explored with his mouth until she stood on wobbly legs. Clutching his shoulders for support, she tried to bring him up, but he shook his head. “Sit on the edge of the bed.”
“Sam.” When he placed a kiss on her curls, her knees buckled.
He guided her to the bed, gently pushing her down so her legs hung off the side, and she reclined on her elbows. “Remember, no loud noises. It shall be our little game, hmm?”
“Okay.” The threat of being found out by her benefactor added a thrill to their play. Her stomach flipped as if she’d plunged down a large rollercoaster hill. She stared back as he gazed at her while easing her legs apart. “Should I
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