Page 82 of Earl

The rugs had also been replaced to match the color scheme and the bedspread was a lovely combination of all the colors in the room.

A fire blazed inside the huge hearth, giving the room a cozy and wonderful glow and highlighting the colors. The closet had no doors, and she could see the revolving shelves and cabinets. A vanity was stashed in the middle, with a large oval mirror and a padded chair made for comfort.

He watched her anxiously as he waited for her reaction.

“Moncrieffe assured me these are your favorite colors, and I have been to your place and…”

“You consulted Justin? Willingly spoke to him?”

His grimace had her biting back a smile. “Reluctantly, I wanted everything to be done before we returned.”

She was going to cry and for a woman who had been forced to be tough all her life, ever since she met this man, she was always near to tear. It was frustrating, it was wonderful, and she loved him so much, she could not breathe.

“You did this for me.”

“No, I did it for Moncrieffe. What do you think?”

“I think I hit the jackpot.” Her voice was husky. “I think I am the most blessed woman in the entire world, and I think my husband deserves a treat.” She started taking off her sweater.

“I agree with you, but I want to do the honors.” Bridging the distance, he stood before her, one hand lifting to finger a fat curl lying on her breast. “There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you; don’t you know that by now?”

“I am beginning to. Love me darling. I want it to be hard, and I want it fast. I want to feel you buried deep inside me to make an impression.”

His breath came out in a whoosh and his desire exploded inside his loins.

“I wanted to take it slow.”

“The second time. Right now, I just want to feel you inside me.”

“Your wish is always my command.” He told her thickly as he quickly got rid of the sweater and the bra. They had taken their boots off downstairs, so it left only her leggings, and he was gratified that she had not bothered with panties.

“Beautiful.” He breathed, his hands cupping her generous breasts.

“Admire later.” She ordered. Something had come over her when she realized what he had done for her. There was a fire burning inside her that appeared to be unquenchable, and she had to have him now, or she felt as if she was going to die.

“Take off your clothes. Hurry!”

Acting on her urgency, he practically ripped off his own clothes, until he was standing before her magnificently naked. Taking her hand, he led her up the steps and tumbled her onto the bed.

“I wanted to seduce and dazzle you with my expertise as a lover.” He covered her body with his.

“There is no time for that, and I already know that you are the best lover in the world. I want to feel you inside me, now.” Her fingers were digging into the muscles of his flesh. “Dazzle me by screwing me until I cannot move.”

His body jerked – not just at her words, but at the fire burning in her dark brown eyes.

“Cathy…”

“Now, dammit!” Her body was writhing beneath his.

“What…,” he broke off with a heartfelt groan when she reached between them and wrapped her fingers around the pulsating heat.

“I don’t know what’s happening to me.” She told him, the moans puncturing her words. “I am hot, feverish and I cannot wait. Ever since I stepped into the bedroom and realized what you did, I am hot and horny for you. I am wet…” His body went rigid, and he felt the madness washing over him.

The need to mate with her was so intense, he knew he was going to be rough. This coupling was not going to have any form of finesse. The gloves had been wrenched off and it was the animal in him that was taking over.

“You asked for it.” Removing her fingers, he entered her forcefully, with enough impetus to drive her head against the solid oak headboard. But she did not feel the pain. She wanted it to be rough. Wanted it hard.

“Put your mark on me.” She panted. Bending his head, he pushed her breast up and pulled the flesh between his teeth, pulling hard enough to break the skin. She cried out, her fingers digging into his back, nails raking the skin. It was as if a sheen of insanity had taken over and they had no control.