The Cursed Countess (The Daring Drake Sisters 1)
“No, everyone will see us,” she whispered and then shivered as his lips moved down her neck. “Besides, I am still annoyed with you for your behavior tonight.”
“You must accept my apology and then we shall make up as all couples do.”
“We really mustn’t go upstairs. Think of the gossip,” she whispered as she tilted her head so he would have better access to her neck.
“Then I shall take you here and everyone will hear what we are doing.” Peppering kisses on her collarbone, he whispered, “No one is out there but a footman who I will dismiss.” He cupped her breast and let his thumb caress it until he could feel her nipple straining against the silk of her dress.
“Damn you, Jack,” she whispered. “Dismiss the footman.”
Jack smiled against her neck. “As you wish, my lady.” He disentangled himself from her embrace and cracked the door open. “Finn, you may retire now.”
“Yes, sir.”
Jack waited until he heard the footfalls sound down the corridor and the servants’ door close then he picked up the wine glasses and bottle. “Come along.”
She nodded. Tessa grabbed a candle to light the was as they walked upstairs. “That footman will tell everyone that I never left,” she commented as they reached the top step.
“Then he shall lose his position here...and he knows it.”
“I suppose you’re right.”
“Of course I am.” He led her down the hall to his suite of rooms that thankfully were away from his brother’s family rooms. Not that it stopped his nieces from waking him at the break of dawn when they there were here.
She laughed softly when she entered the masculine room. “This is exactly how I would have pictured your room.”
He came up behind her and kissed her neck. “And how many times have you pictured my room?”
“Only a few.”
“And why were you picturing my room? Were we doing anything special here?”
“I believe you had removed all of my clothing,” she whispered.
“Did I now?” He kissed her neck until she shivered. “Then what did I do?”
“You asked me to kiss...”
“Just a kiss? While you were completely naked? That doesn’t sound like me,” he said with a laugh.
“You asked me to kiss you in a specific place.”
His shafted hardened even more as he pictured her lips surrounding his cock and drawing him in and out of her mouth. He groaned softly.
“Do you want me to do that?” she asked.
“God, yes,” he said hoarsely. Just the idea of her doing that had him half ready to come.
She turned in his arms to face him. “Good, because you’re the first man I’ve actually wanted to do that to.”
Before he could say a word, she kissed him. He let her control the kiss and she had no issue taking the lead, opening her mouth and letting her tongue swipe across his lips. He opened for her as he took a step closer to the bed. As she kissed him, she worked on the knot holding his cravat in place. He pushed her hands away and untied the cravat until she swatted his hands away. With each piece of clothing that she removed from his body, he walked her closer to the bed.
Suddenly, she pushed him away with a smile. “Sit down on the bed.”
He did as she commanded and watched as she slid his shoes off his feet, followed by his stockings and breeches until there was nothing left but his linen drawers now tented by his hard cock.
She skimmed her nails up his legs until she reached his drawers and slowly slid them down over his hips. “Oh, my,” she whispered. “It’s only been a few days but you seem even bigger.”
Entranced, he watched as she bent over him and eased his cock into her warm mouth. Her tongue swirled around the tip of him, teasing and making him groan. This was hardly the first time a woman had done this to him, but there was something different with Tessa. Maybe he just wanted it to be different with her. He wanted to believe she was innocent in this entire mess and it was clouding his judgment. And right now, he didn’t care. Her mouth and tongue had him so close to the edge, he had to stop before he couldn’t.