Page 76 of His Scandalous Viscountess
“I’ve heard enough. Nowyoulisten tome, and listen well,Lord Wolfington.” She spun on him and crowded into his space. Then she poked her long, thin finger into his chest. “I. Love. You.” She punctuated each word with a poke, causing him to step back toward the bed. “I would love you if you had died. I would love you if you hadn’t saved me.” She took more steps toward him, driving him back further. “I would love you if you were plain old Grayson Powell. I would love you if you had no arms. I would love you if you had no legs.” She poked him one last time, and he finally collapsed back onto the bed. “I would love you if your spectacular cock ceased to work.”
“Easy now, love,” he rumbled, as a smile stretched his full lips.
She pulled her long nightgown up and straddled his lap on the bed. “I shall always love you.” Then she sighed as the truth spewed out of her, no matter how much she wished to hide it. “I’vealwaysloved you, you foolish man.”
Then she leaned over and captured his lips with hers. Her tongue slid past all his barriers and stroked over his. She tasted him, the faint hint of spiced meat and brandy.
And she also tasted desire.
As their tongues tangled, sensuously twining around each other, her heart pounded. She’d never felt so free, and yet so exposed. Knowing he would bring their kiss to a halt if she didn’t make it impossible, she reached down and hauled her nightgown up her body.
Breaking their kiss, she jerked the fabric monstrosity—the onehehad insisted she wear—up over her head. “I love you, Wolf. And I plan to prove it to you over and over again tonight.”
A low groan rumbled from him as he took in her naked form. Beneath her heated core, she could feel his cock growing hard. She knew he wanted her as much as she wanted him, but still, he hesitated.
“You’ve had a traumatic—”
She lifted her breast up and presented it to him. “Suck my nipple.”
He growled. “I’m trying to be chivalrous here. A gentleman.”
She reached up and fisted her hand in his hair, tipping his head back, so he had to look her in the eye. “I asked you to suck on my nipple. I’ve bared my body to you in blatant invitation. Nobody here requested a gentleman.”
He scowled at her as his gaze lit with an intensity that promised epic delights. “Then I’ll stop pretending I am one, and simply fuck you as I’ve wanted to since I found you in that ramshackle attic. I’m going to claim you in the most elemental way.”
And then he wrenched free of her grasp, latched on to her breast, and sucked. She gasped, as first pain and then pure pleasure spiked through her body, arrowing right to her core. Her pussy grew hot and wet and needy as he pulled on her hardening tip.
Then he switched to the other one.
Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she hung on for dear life as he played with her breasts like a man starved. Lifting them up and together, he took both nipples in his mouth at once and drew on them. Shivers of pure ecstasy pulsed through her body as he drove her close to climax.
“Please,” she whimpered.
He released them and looked up at her. “Come for me.”
Then he returned to playing with one pebbled tip before switching to the other. Meanwhile, he slipped his other hand down to the juncture of her thighs and stroked. With a firm, sure-handed swipe over her clit timed with the sucking pulse of his mouth on her breast, she exploded.
“Wolf! Oh, God!”
As she writhed on his hand, letting the tug of his mouth draw out her pleasure, she floated. And then she found herself whipped around, lying flat on her back on the bed. When he spread her thighs wide and slipped to his knees, she bit her lip and waited to see what would come next. While always an attentive lover, she didn’t suspect that he would have the patience for more foreplay.
To her surprised delight, she sucked in a breath at the first stroke of his tongue over her sensitive tissues.
“Mmmm…” he moaned between her thighs. “So sweet.”
She whimpered as he licked all around her, pushing her past her recent orgasm and driving her toward a new peak. Sweat beaded on her chest as she lay there writhing on the bed, pushing her pussy into her husband’s face. “More,” she demanded, and slid her hands into his hair.
He lapped at her entrance, drove his tongue inside her, and then withdrew to repeat the invasion with his fingers. The familiar tingle that promised another climax teased her core. She dug her heels into the mattress and ground up into the pleasurable assault. Her love for this man blossomed in her chest and made every swipe of his tongue more intense.
And then her orgasm slammed into her. Her body clenched around his fingers as bliss radiated out along her limbs. He continued to lap at her, easing her down from her high until she was barreling toward yet another release.
“Wolf, I need you. Inside me this time.”
She all but keened the demand as he continued working her core.
He lifted his head, his mouth shiny with her pleasure. “I could eat you all night.”
A soft whimper escaped her. “I don’t think I could survive that. Please…”
