And to his delight, Lily was growing hot and restless at his erotic suckling. Evidently wanting more, she twined her fingers in his hair and pulled, trying to bring his mouth even closer.
However, he eventually brought his delicious feast to an end. Giving her nipples a final kiss, Heath drew back to meet her gaze.
Lily stared at him in dismay as she sat astride his hard thigh, her eyes darkened and wide. Her pulse was pounding in her throat, he could see it.
“Is that the end of your lesson?” she asked breathlessly, disappointment rife in her tone.
Heath smiled. “No, there is much more.” Reaching up, he pulled the ribbon from her hair, letting the glorious chestnut mass cascade over her shoulders. “But we must be circumspect. You look delectable in your breeches, and the thought of peeling them off you is quite devastating, but regrettably we must do with making love fully clothed.”
“Is that possible?” Her expression turned dubious.
“Yes, indeed. I will show you.”
He brought his hands to her hips and shifted beneath her slightly, lifting her up and raising his knee so that she slid toward him.
Lily sucked in a huge, shaky breath at the friction, while her hips instinctively rocked against him.
“That’s right, love…ride me.”
Her mouth parted in surprise when she realized what he wanted from her, but she didn’t protest when he drew her even closer so that her naked breasts rubbed hot and damp against his bare chest.
His hands guiding her, he moved her lower body in a slow deliberate rhythm. She caught on quickly, and began to rock of her own accord, yet she shut her eyes as her arousal grew.
“No, look at me, angel. I want to see the pleasure in your beautiful eyes.”
He could indeed see pleasure in the dark depths when she obeyed. Pleasure and dazed arousal, as if she didn’t quite know what was happening to her.
She writhed against the hard flesh of his thigh, arching in his arms, which made Heath grip her hips harder.
Desire ran through him like fire as her ragged breaths reverberated in his ear. He wanted to drive himself inside her, plunging in hard and deep. She would be slick and swollen and so incredibly hot…
His chest tightened at the image, while his cock throbbed painfully.
His arms shifting to wrap around her, he found her lips again, his thrusting tongue tangling roughly with hers. Her response was urgent and needy. She opened to him fully, letting him ravish her mouth while he rocked her faster, grinding her woman’s cleft against him.
Lily felt as if her body was afire. As his thigh moved powerfully against her aching core, her hips surged forward, seeking some nameless relief. She was panting, flushed, feverish with the storm of heat building inside. Her primal instincts had taken control, yet the result still shocked her: The sudden, intense rush of sensation was overwhelming.
She arched convulsively as the world careened around her, sinking her nails into Heath’s shoulders. The tide of feeling surged and crashed through her, eliciting a wild cry of abandon from deep in her throat.
When the last shudders quivered through her, Lily collapsed limply against him, her face buried in the curve of his shoulder. Her breasts rose and fell against his naked chest as she tried to make sense of the sensual explosion her body had just endured.
She was amazed by the pleasure. Stunned. Her whole being felt gloriously hot and languid.
And she was certain Heath knew it. He was holding her in his arms, one hand tenderly stroking her hair. When she finally found her voice, it came out in a weak rasp. “That was
She felt his lips curve against her hair. “No, but that was the lesson you needed. You can now see what you are missing by swearing off men and marriage.”
“What I see,” Lily retorted feebly, “is that I was mistaken to wear breeches this afternoon. You would not have been so brazen if I were dressed as a lady.”
She heard his smothered laugh. “Loath as I am to contradict you, darling, I couldn’t care less what you wear. I would lust after you if you were garbed in sackcloth and ashes.” His mouth pressed a kiss against her temple. “I am more painfully aroused now than I’ve ever been in my life.”
Suddenly aware of the hard bulge of his swollen manhood through their clothing, Lily tried to ease away, but his arms tightened around her, refusing to release her. “So what did you think of your first taste of passion?” he murmured, nibbling her ear.
Lily’s face warmed with embarrassment. “I found it…interesting.”
“Merely interesting?” he repeated skeptically.
“Very well…perhaps it was incredible.”
His laughter this time held satisfaction. “I am gratified. It makes a man swell with pride, to know he has given his lover pleasure.”
She frowned against his smooth bare skin. “We are not lovers.”
“I plan to remedy that very soon.”
Lily sat up to eye him narrowly. “I believe I have some say in the matter.”
“Of course you do. But I suspect after this you won’t be quite so stubborn about refusing my offer of marriage.”
“My stubbornness hasn’t changed one whit, my lord.”
“Call me Heath.”
It was difficult to think of so illustrious a nobleman in such familiar terms, but she
He smiled lazily. “If winning was easy, I wouldn’t enjoy it half so much-and neither would you.”
That was regrettably true, Lily lamented. She found it exhilarating, matching wits with him. Even if she frequently came out the loser, as she had just now.
How had he turned their fencing lesson to his advantage so quickly? Lily wondered with disgust. No doubt because she was an utter weakling where he was concerned. She’d had every intention of withstanding any sensual overtures he made, but her resistance had melted instantly under the searing heat of his kisses.
Heath leaned forward now to place a slow, lingering kiss on her lips, catching her by surprise. He had a wicked mouth-one he kept using to fluster her, Lily thought distractedly as her senses heated again.
Realizing how easily she was surrendering, she forcibly broke away, although when she tried to climb off him, Heath once more prevented her.
“I cannot believe I let this go so far,” she muttered.
“It was the next logical step in our courtship. We both knew it would happen. I’ll go so far as to say you wanted it to happen.”
She couldn’t deny there was a measure of truth to that accusation, also. She had wanted to know what carnal pleasure was like-and had discovered it beyond her wildest imagination.
When she remained silent, Heath held her gaze intently. “We
She splayed her hands against his muscular chest, refusing to accept his declaration. “You are indulging in fantasies.”
“If so, they are supremely blissful fantasies. It is even more blissful to contemplate having you in my bed. When we are wed, I will delight in teaching you all about pleasure and passion.”
His pledge conjured wild and reckless images in her mind, but Lily fought their allure. “
At her scoffing tone, challenge glimmered in his hazel eyes. “I can safely promise that you will enjoy our marriage bed. It isn’t an exaggeration to say that I am rather gifted at lovemaking.” As if to prove his point, he bent to tauntingly kiss her left nipple.
The sizzle of desire that shot through Lily made her arch and shiver. Alarmed, she pushed at Heath’s chest more determinedly this time.
When he at last let her go, she scrambled off his lap and unsteadily turned away to set her camisole and shirt
