Page 79 of Earl
“In that case, I promise to protect you.”
“You are making fun of me.”
“What gave it away.” Moving aside the thick waves of her hair, he nibbled at the skin. “And you did promise to do things to me.” He nudged at her bottom with his arousal. “I have been thinking about it in anticipation for the last two hours. My blood is boiling.”
Turning around, she passed her hands over his sweater clad chest.
“We cannot have that, can we?” Her expression was luminous as she stared at him in wonder. She was married to this amazing man, and it was going to take her a while to get used to it.
“No.” Taking her hand, he drew her towards the blazing fire, where several blankets were already placed on the hardwood floor. It was also heaped with pillows. “If you prefer, we could go to the bedroom.”
“This is fine. It is perfect for what I have in mind.”
“Might I inquire as to what that is?” She was already taking off her clothing. They had both removed their boots as soon as they stepped over the threshold.
“Seeing is believing. Touching is even more so.” She was down to her figure molding cream and blue teddy. “You still have your pants on.”
“Let me get rid of them.”
She watched as he did so, her breath coming rapidly between her lips as he peeled off his underwear and stood before her gloriously naked.
“What now?”
“I cannot get over how beautiful you are.” She splayed her hands over his muscular chest, the crinkle of dense dark hairs tickling her palms. “I love every aspect of your fine body, and I am awfully possessive where you are concerned.”
“That should be my line. Are we going to do this standing up?”
“No.” Taking his hand, she lowered both of them to the blankets and pushed him back on the pillows. “My mouth waters whenever I look at you.” Her fingers explored the corded muscles of his neck. “I am confident, yes, but I never dreamed a man like you would ever be interested in someone like me.”
His hand clamped around her neck, his eyes glowing like a stormy cloud. “You are beautiful, exceptionally so and I will not have you putting yourself down.”
“Yes sir.” Emotions clogged her throat and the love she had for him threatened to overwhelm her. “I Promise. Now, I am going to need you to be absolutely still while I have my wicked ways with you.”
“I am not certain that is going to be possible. You see, I happen to be addicted to touching you.”
Her eyes sparkled. “Consider it my wedding present.”
“The ones I already gave you were not enough?” He was already feeling feverish with need.
“You mean the Jackson Colby painting that I just happened to mention that I like? And the diamond and emerald set, not to mention the exquisite Chippendale desk for my office?”
“I tend to go overboard,” he admitted sheepishly.
“That is putting it mildly. Now shh, while I work. You have taught me so much.” She was down to his nipples and toying with the small brown nubbins, slowly driving him crazy. “How to appreciate my body, the erogenous spots I never knew existed.”
Bending her head, she tongued the flesh, causing him to inhale sharply, fingers bunching up the blankets.
“My love.” He whispered, body straining when she started to nibble and then soothe the bites with her tongue.
His body arched when she started the journey to his washboard flat stomach. “You are so strong.” She murmured, tongue swirling around the indentation of his navel.
“So manly.” She was combing her fingers through the dense patch of ink black hairs covering his sex. “So impressively big.” Her fingers curled around his throbbing shaft. “When I first saw you naked, I lost my breath and wondered if you were going to tear me in two.”
“I would never hurt you. I would rather die.” He had no idea how the words got past the blockage inside his throat.
“I know that. You fascinate me.” She inserted a finger in the slit and he lost his senses.
“Darling…”