Enticing the Earl

“I know that, but it will give me some happiness in the midst of all this agony,” she whispered. “Being with you in the study the other day was unlike anything I have ever experienced with another man and we didn’t even have intercourse. I can only imagine what that would be like. Actually, that’s all I do is imagine what it would feel like to have you inside me. Thick and long and hard.”

Simon barely swallowed. His cock pressed painfully against his trousers. “Please don’t talk like that,” he bit out.

“Why? Because a woman shouldn’t speak of enjoying sexual congress? For a woman it should only be about conception, not about pleasure?”

Simon rose to his feet in an instant. He pulled her against him until she gasped from the thickness between them. “No,” he said roughly. “Because I am so goddamn hard for you right now I am about ready to come.”

“Make love to me, Simon. Right now. Right here.”

He closed his eyes against the images of taking her here on the ledge of the fountain. Her legs straddling his as he sat down. Her hips rising and falling against his rigid shaft. “We can’t,” he finally said in a strangled voice. “People would see us.”

“I understand.” She pushed him away and walked toward the library doors.

“Mia, wait. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”

Instead of waiting or even hesitating, she opened the door and walked into the library. Simon ran after her. When he reached the library, the door to the corridor was shut. He glanced around and saw Mia standing near the fireplace, slowly removing the pins from her hair.

“Close the curtains, Simon.”

Without a thought, he did as she commanded. At this point, he would do anything to have her at least once. When he turned around, she turned her back to him.

“Can you help me with the buttons?”

Unable to utter one coherent word, he silently approached her, unbuttoned each of her buttons, and then waited to see what she would request next.

“Thank you. Now the stays.”

“Loosened or completely off?”

“Whichever you prefer,” she replied in a husky voice.

He wanted her completely naked. He wanted to see her full breasts, the curves of her flat stomach and the flare of her hips. He needed to see her brown curly hair at the junction of her slim thighs. “Off,” he finally answered.

He unlaced her stays until they pooled at her feet with the blue muslin. All that stood between him and her was a thin piece of muslin. Slowly, he turned her in his arms and kissed her soundly. Pulling away, he stared at the dusky circle of her areolas and her protruding nipples. He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples causing them to tighten even more.

“Simon,” she moaned as he moved his mouth to her muslin-covered nipple.

Drawing back, he could see her entire breast from the wet cloth. “Mia,” he said with a sigh.

“Simon, make love to me now,” she demanded.

“No.” He moved his mouth to her other nipple and suckled her until she writhed and moaned. He pulled away and grabbed her hand, placing it on the bulging shaft under his trousers.

“Oh,” she said. She slid her hands under his linen shirt. Her hand scorched his skin as she paused to rub her thumbs against his flat nipples. She dragged the shirt over his hand and replaced her hand with her mouth on his nipple.

Waves of pleasure coursed through his body and she drew his nipple into her warm mouth. “Mia,” he moaned.

She worked the buttons on his trousers and kissed a hot trail down his stomach. After struggling with his trousers, she slipped them over his hips. With the breeches caught around his boots, he moved away to the chair and yanked off his boots and trousers. Completely naked, he sat back against the chair, and held out his hand for her.

“Come here, Mia.”

She cocked a brow at him and slowly raised the hem of her cotton shift upward, exposing her perfectly shaped thighs. Once she reached her waist, her attention moved away from the shift to her drawers. Exposing small bits of pale skin, she lowered the drawers over her hips until they landed at her feet.

“Dear God, you are driving me mad,” he whispered. Unconsciously, his hand reached for his cock and rubbed the hard shaft as he watched her. “Come here now.”

She gave him a seductive smile that almost put him over the edge. Her slim hips swayed as she ambled toward him. She took his hand and he pulled her down on top of him. The thin muslin of her shift bunched up as she straddled his hips. The heat of her surrounded his shaft as she settled on top of him. He wanted to plunge deep inside her and stay there

forever. But not yet. First, he wanted her so ready for him that when he did that, she would reach her climax quickly.