Page 71 of A Perfect Engagement
She stood before him entirely naked. She had never been naked in front of anyone before, ever. Even her maid averted her eyes politely when she helped her from the bath. Daniel did not avert his eyes. What would he think of her soft belly, her fleshy thighs? She didn’t exactly have the ideal female shape. Would he be disappointed? She forced herself to look up at his face. The heat she saw in his gaze caused her breath to catch.
“You are so beautiful.” His voice was awestruck. He scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. She squeaked in surprise as the mattress ropes creaked. He was beside her in the next moment. “I am going to kiss every inch of your delectable body, but first, these rosy nipples.” He traced one fingertip around her areola, causing her breath to catch at the tingling trail it left behind. Then he bent his head and traced the same path with his tongue. His lips closed over her aching nipple and gave it a slow suck. Charlotte’s mind went blank; the only sensation she could register was the feel of his mouth hot on her breast.
He lavished the same attention on her other nipple, making her writhe. She fisted a hand in his hair, giving it a tug in her excitement. His lips made a slow trail down her over the swell of her stomach and across her hips. Charlotte didn’t think she could take any more of this delicious torture before she would surely burst into flames. The heat between her legs grew to an inferno of want. But Daniel, true to his word, continued kissing every inch of her. His lips trailed down one leg, stopping to suck the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. He moved off the bed to kneel on the floor and slowly kissed his way up the inside of her other thigh. His hands gripped her buttocks and gave a squeeze. He groaned, a low sound, which made her heart race.
“Daniel, I can’t take anymore, please, please,” she begged him without knowing what she even needed.
“I know what you need, darling.” He grinned wickedly up at her from his position kneeling between her legs. “Release.”
Yes, yes. A release of all this pent-up energy that coursed through every nerve ending in her body. He dipped his head and placed a kiss right at her center. His hands slid up her thighs, slowly parting them wider. He buried his nose between her curls. “Hmm, you taste divine.” He ran his tongue up her heated flesh, and she lost her mind. Her hips bucked against his face. She gripped the sheets and hung on for dear life as he grabbed her backside again, lifting her to his mouth and dove his tongue into her core. She couldn’t control herself. She moaned his name again and again. His fingers squeezed her derriere. He gave a long suck at her pearl, and she burst into a million pieces from the center outward.
The waves of pleasure radiated through her. Daniel kissed the inside of her thigh, then gave the spot another slow suck. She shuddered once more before falling back limp against the sheets. Daniel stood slowly. His eyes trapped hers with their molten gaze. He looked so tense, the opposite of how she felt at this moment. It dawned on her Daniel had not found his release. She scrambled to her knees.
Charlotte pressed a kiss to his lips. “What about you? How do you reach your release?” She laid her hands against his chest.
He let out a short laugh. “Darling, there are so many answers to that question.” He took her hand and pressed it down against the front of his trousers. “Do you feel this? It is my desire for you. I would dearly love to find my release inside of you.”
Charlotte took hold of his shaft through the fabric. It was large and so very hard. “Will it fit?” she asked nervously.
Daniel kissed her fiercely. “Yes, it will fit. I promise I will be as careful as I am able, but it may hurt for a few moments. But it will be followed by pleasure, always pleasure.”
She sighed and melted against him. Charlotte nodded her consent. There was no one she trusted more. Daniel’s hands moved down her back and reached down to cup her derriere and pull her tight against his erection. “I love your gorgeous ass. I’m going to give it some special attention another time, but right now, if I don’t get inside you, I will lose control and spend like a schoolboy on the sheets. He stepped back and slowly stepped out of his trousers. His cock stood straight out from a darker thatch of hair. Charlotte again worried how it would possibly fit inside her. She reached out to touch it, fascinated by how different their bodies were. But Daniel grabbed her hand. “If you touch me, I will never make it. Later, you can touch it all you want. Later.”
He moved to give her a long, languid kiss. He laid her back on the bed and covered her body with his. He wrapped her tightly in his strong arms. She instinctively opened her legs to welcome the weight of him between them. The long hot length of him nudged at her opening. She was so wet as he slid just the tip of his shaft in then slid it out. Repeating this move several times, he let her adjust to his size.
“Charlotte, you feel so good. So wet and hot, I just want to bury myself in you. Darling, are you all right?” He pulled back and looked down into her eyes. The sweetness of his concern for her melted her fear of the pain. She relaxed her muscles, and he slid in farther, filling her, stretching her. She rocked her hips, wanting more.
“It feels so good. Don’t stop!” Her plea set Daniel into motion. He thrust into her, and she gasped at the sharp, tearing sensation. He froze above her, but she reached up to frame his face. “I’m fine. I promise.” He’d promised her pleasure after the pain, and she would take nothing less. She took his mouth prisoner. Her lips crushed against his, her tongue delved in to duel with his tongue. He tasted sinful with her essence on his tongue.
Daniel pumped his hips, sliding in and out in a tempo that stole her breath. She gripped his shoulders and hung on for dear life. The same sensations she felt earlier when his mouth had been on her core, began to throb and grow again.
“God, Charlotte, I can’t hold back. Oh God!” Daniel thrust into her deep and froze, his head thrown back, the tendons in his neck pulled tight, an expression of beautiful agony across his face. Charlotte could feel his cock pulse inside of her, and it tipped her right over the edge. She called out his name as the pleasure of her orgasm rolled over her like a tidal wave.
Daniel collapsed on top of her, burying his face in her neck. She wrapped her arms around him and lightly grazed her fingertips back and forth across his broad shoulders.
“Am I crushing you?” Daniel murmured next to her ear.
She shook her head. She loved being enveloped by him. But Daniel turned onto his side, pulling her with him. Their legs were still intertwined, his arms still banded around her. She rested her head against his chest and listened to his heart beat a steady rhythm. For the first time ever, she had no worries buzzing in her head. Her mind at peace, Charlotte slid into sleep wrapped in the arms of the one she loved.
Chapter Thirty-Four
The week whichfollowed was in stark contrast to the week of her engagement party to Hawksridge. As promised, her friends arrived over the ensuing days. Lucius arrived first with several trunks of her things and her maid, Lizzie. Apparently, their mother accused Lizzie of abetting Charlotte in her plans to embarrass the family and promptly sacked her. Her mother packed everything of Charlotte’s and sent a message through Lucius.
Charlotte cried a little when she read the note. None of her mother’s usual vitriol filled the page. Just one short sentence:Don’t bother coming home.Lucius wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
“I won’t bother either. I only came around because of you anyway.”
“But what will you do for money if Father cuts off your funds?”
“Don’t you worry. I’m a grown man. I can take care of myself.” He stood. “What’s on the menu for dinner? I’m starving.”
Charlotte worried her lower lip. She guessed her brother was right, but she didn’t want to be the cause for him to have to struggle. What skills did Lucius have? Except being an excellent party guest and, of course, an excellent brother. Lucius strode across the room. She shrugged and followed. He would figure it out.
The next day, Lady Dearborn arrived with Susanna and Ellie. Charlotte approached her cautiously as she exited the carriage. “Lady Dearborn, I am surprised to see you here.”
“Oh, pish! I’m a romantic, didn’t you know?” She enveloped Charlotte in a warm hug that brought tears to her eyes. “My brave girl. Don’t worry; they will forgive you eventually. And if Elizabeth doesn’t, she is a fool.”
She let Charlotte go and brushed a tear from her cheek. “Now, what a lovely house. Show me around. Eleanor told me it has beautiful gardens.”
