Enticing the Earl

“Stand,” she demanded.

She worked at the buttons on his breeches, and then slowly slid them over his hips and down his legs. She removed the rest of his garments. He didn’t know how much more of this he could take before he tossed her on the bed and thrust into her.

She skimmed her hands up his legs until she reached his cock. Using her fingernails, she eased up the length of him, sending his desire soaring. Closing his eyes, he let his head rest against the bedpost. Her moist tongue circled the top of him.

“Dear God,” he groaned.

As her mouth slid down the hard length of him, Simon tried to think of something other than the sensation of her tongue and mouth. She mimicked the act by sliding him in and out until he thought he would lose his mind.

“Enough,” he rasped.

She backed away slowly. “Did I do something wrong?” she asked in an innocent tone.

He yanked her back against his chest. “No, something far too right,” he whispered before kissing her hard. Her tongue swept across his and they warred for dominance. He’d never met such a passionate woman as Mia. He craved her touch, her kisses. He felt her hands reach between them to stroke him again.

“No more or I shall have to tie you to the bed.”

Her brown eyes flickered with desire. “Is that a promise?”

Ignoring her comment, he picked her up and laid her on the bed before covering her with his body. “Do you have any idea how much I want you right now?”

She tilted her hips against his hard cock. “I believe I have a slight idea.”

“Then stop moving or this will be over now.”

She stilled the movement of her hips.

Simon waited for a moment to catch his breath and regain a modicum of control. Wanting her to feel as much pleasure as he knew he would, he kissed a trail of hot kisses down her neck. He nipped the skin where her rapid pulse beat. Lifting his body slightly, he stared down on her small breasts and dusky nipples. They seemed to draw even tighter under his gaze. He leaned forward and suckled one until she moaned beneath him.

Mia closed her eyes as his mouth covered her breast. Her body felt as if it was on fire with him on top of her. His tongue moved across her belly until it reached the fine hair between her legs. Oh God, he couldn’t do that now.

“No, Simon.”

“Oh yes, Mia,” he replied against her thigh before plunging his tongue between her legs.

Already halfway to an orgasm, the sensation of his tongue there brought her immediately to the brink. Just as she was at the pinnacle, he pulled away with a laugh.

“Not yet,” he whispered.

“Yes, now,” she begged. Slowly her body receded from the peak with frustration. She panted against the pillow wanting him to enter her now. “Please, Simon.”

“I do love it when you beg,” he said in a hoarse tone.

Just when she thought he was going to move into her, his tongue was back on her clitoris, bringing her back to the edge. “Oh God, Simon.”

Before release could wash over her, he pulled away again.

“Stop,” she begged. Did he know the frustration straining her body?

“When you come, I will be in you so deep that I will fill you completely.”

“Then now.”

He only laughed and brought his mouth back down to her. She lifted her hips and his tongue slipped into her warmth, circling her. Unable to control the sensation racing through her, she climbed higher and higher. Her nerves were stretched to their limit.

“Please, Simon.”

This time, just as she reached the pinnacle, he thrust into her sending her completely over the edge. Her inner muscles clenched down on him as he plunged in and out of her. Before she had even recovered from her first orgasm, a second even harder one slammed her body. This time as her muscles tightened around him, he stilled over her body.