need, an urgent desire. Julianna wondered if
he could detect it.
He could.
Cedric kissed her deep
again and unlocked their hands. His tongue flirted and flitted
around hers and adjusted himself beneath her as she sat on his lap.
His cock was ready to explode.
“Julianna, I love you, I need you.”
“I love
and need you too,” she said, enjoying the bluntness and the truth
in the words.
They stripped without
ceremony, without thought, without embarrassment. The bluntness of
this, too, aroused her. “How easy sex can be,” she marveled, “when
you are with the right man.”
“Please,” he asked, voice
ragged and raspy, “are you ready now?”
“I’m aching for it,” she
said.
She lay
back on the bed and spread herself. He rubbed his hard body against
her soft, sweet spots. He wanted to thrust himself into her without
grace or control or restraint, but he was too kind, too decent, and
still to unsure of his prowess as a lover. Were he to finish too
quickly, as quickly as he wanted to, the whole evening would be
ruined.
So he waited. Waited long
enough for her to say, “please.”
“What would you like me to
do, my Jewels?”
Her dislike of that
nickname took her out of the moment for the briefest of time.
But Father Briar wouldn’t be dissuaded. He felt fully in
control, full of power, and now he wanted to fill her
up.
He needed to hear her
express her desire, he wanted her beg him, and he wanted to know
she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
“What
would you like me to do?” he repeated.
“ Make
love to me. Put it in me,” she moaned.
That was what he needed to
hear.
Julianna focused on the
incredible feel of him. The missing of him had been impossible; the
last couple of days had been a study in snow-swept boredom. She’d
read East of Eden. She’d done crossword puzzles.
It felt like Heaven to be
here with Cedric now.
His kisses made her wiggle
and writhe, they were the only thing in this brutal February that
warmed her and she took great glory in the joy she felt. She could
also feel the hardness in his pants, urgently pressing against
her.
Cedric
pulled up for a moment, he stopped kissing her, his eyes lingering
on his body. She was tired of waiting and was ecstatic when he put
both of his hands on her hips and brought her towards him.
He ran his hands from her
neck down to her belly then raised her shirt, showing off her new
Sears Roebuck bra. His fingers drifted close to her nipples, to the
clasps on her bra, but he left them alone, for the
moment.
She was amazed at the
forbidden desire he was able to command with just his hands.
Julianna wondered if there wasn’t real holy, Heavenly power in
those hands. He could arouse her with a single touch.
Then he stopped touching
her with his fingers and began kissing her with his tongue. Her
knees got weak and he had to hang on to his waist to stay
vertical.
“ Cedric?” she asked her voice still and
small.
“Yes, my darling
Jewels?”
“Please…” She couldn’t
finish that sentence. She couldn’t ask, even if she wanted to.
She’d waited so long to be with him. She could wait a little
more.
He helped out. “Soon, my
darling dear, soon we will make love.”
One hand around her neck,
the other came up to help her undress. They pulled her blouse over
her head and shoulders and she reached back and unhooked her bra,
but she didn’t let if fall, not yet.
Those long moments made
her desire him even greater. Both of his hands went to her breasts
and stars exploded behind her closed eyes. What a release, and what
a builder of tension!
Father Briar kissed her
earlobes and the hidden spots behind them. He took in the lush,
jasmine scent of her hair. His teeth nibbled at her and for a
moment, she wanted to be bitten, for him to draw her blood, just to
know what it would feel like.
“Bite me like a wolf,” she
thought, but did not have the courage to say.
He put
his lips to the top of her cleavage and he savored the soft
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