Jade Star (Star Quartet 4) - Page 89

“You aren’t frightening me, Michael,” she said. She didn’t want to fling herself at him, but neither did she wish to be covered with gooseflesh sitting here watching him watch her. “My bottom,” she said, and slowly stretched out on her stomach over his legs.

Saint looked down at the white expanse of back, to her very perfect bottom, down her slender legs. “Your bottom . . .” he said, and laid the flat of his hand over a buttock.

She felt his strong fingers begin to caress her, and inadvertently she moved her hips. She heard him suck in his breath.

She smiled, and placed her own hand on his thigh.

“Is my bottom all right?” she asked, feeling his muscles tighten and move beneath her fingers.

“Perfect,” Saint said with great sincerity. “All of you is . . . well, white and soft and sweet.”

That was the nicest compliment he’d ever given her. Jules turned over, and clasping his shoulders, pulled herself onto his lap. “You said you were going to carry me into your—our—bedroom,” she said.

“Yes,” he agreed, “yes, that’s what I said.”

For an instant he simply couldn’t believe this was happening. She was offering herself to him. After he’d been a nasty bastard to her, after . . . But what if he hurt her again? What if . . . ?

“I’m getting cold, Michael,” Jules said, lightly kissing his jaw.

He rose, clutching her tightly against him, and strode to their bedroom. He wanted to see her, every inch of her, but would the light frighten . . . ? No, she had pulled off her nightgown, and there’d been a light on.

He laid her on the bed and pulled a thick blanket over her. “Now you won’t be cold,” he said. He moved quickly, lighting a lamp, then stripped off his clothes. Still, he was worried, even as he slipped in beside her, beneath the blanket.

“Jules,” he said, looking down into her face, not touching her yet, “the first time we made love, I did hurt you, badly. I’m very sorry for that. I know that you must have thought me an animal, a brute, as bad as Wilkes . . .” He broke off a moment, but Jules didn’t interrupt him. Let him get it all out, she thought. “I didn’t mean to hurt you . . . it was your maidenhead . . . the first time is tough for a woman . . . and I could

n’t stop myself. If you could trust me now, I think it could be better between us.”

“I don’t know,” Jules said, managing a very serious frown. “It was truly awful that first time. You were a complete brute and used me so roughly. I didn’t think you cared at all about me, and I thought I was going to die with the awful pain and—”

“Are you mocking me?”

She gave him a dazzling smile. “Me? Mock you?” She turned onto her side facing him, and her hand roved quickly over his chest to his belly.

“Jules!”

“All you have to tell me is that I won’t bleed this time. Is that true?”

He closed his eyes a moment and remembered that wretched trip to Sausalito. He had imagined her waking up alone, but he hadn’t thought about her bleeding. God, she must have been terrified. “There won’t be any more blood,” he said.

“Good,” Jules said with satisfaction, and gently clasped him in her hand. He was quivering, swelling at a very excellent rate, and she loved it. “I want to kiss every inch of you,” she said outrageously.

“Seduced by—”

“Your wife, Michael. Now, would you please kiss me, and touch me, and love me?”

“I’ve been a bloody fool, haven’t I?” he said, and kissed her deeply.

“Yes,” she said, “yes, you have. I could never, ever be afraid of you.”

He knew he had to go slowly, despite her display of enthusiasm. And he did, until Jules was driven to distraction.

He said against her parted lips, “Remember how I fondled you that first night, when you were drugged, and crazy?”

“Yes, I remember,” she said, and felt his manhood, swollen and throbbing against her thighs.

“I used my hand, my fingers, that night, Jules. Now I want to caress you with my mouth.”

“Oh dear,” she gasped, truly shocked. “I don’t know, it seems so very . . .”

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