Page 59 of His Revelation
The noise he made was half-laugh, half-growl, as his hands closed around her hips.
Then they weren’t speaking—or makinganyintelligible noises, frankly—as they gave themselves over to the pleasure.
Carriages reallywereingenious contraptions. Lysander was able to make use of the rocking motion, and she found herself having to do nothing more than hold on.
With her breasts so close to his mouth, he seemed distracted. And each touch of his lips, each thrust of his hardness, sent Tiffany closer and closer to the edge of the precipice.
And then, Lysander took her nipple between his teeth, and she exploded into a million pieces. The pleasure swept her up and over, and she tightened her hold on him with a gasp.
That was all the encouragement he needed, because he thrust twice more, then wrapped his arms around her waist and burrowed his face in her chest as a warm flood spilled against her womb.
It took ages for her heartbeat to return to normal. She could feel her pulse in her temples, her wrists, her throat, her verycore, where each beat was accompanied by a spasm of pleasure. In her arms, Lysander’s breathing slowed as well, until he straightened and pulled her down against him.
Beneath her skirts, beneath his kilt, she felt him slowly soften and slip from her. But the pair of them stillfeltconnected, as much as any two people could be.
“I love you,” she whispered, her cheek resting against his forehead.
She felt him smile. “Aye, lass, and I love ye. Ye’re right about carriages being marvelous contraptions, by the way.”
With a chuckle, she pushed herself upright, unwilling to release him yet, but needing to meet his eyes. “And do you think we might have an opportunity to investigate this one again?”
“Well, I cannae reach my pocket watch right at this moment, but I suspect we still have some time before we reach our home, wife.”
She gently clasped his cheeks with her palms. “And what do you think we might do in that time, husband?”
He didn’t answer, but his grin turned positively wicked, and she began to chuckle again.
When she pulled him toward her for another kiss, he tasted of redemption and joy and the future.
And she knew she’d found her perfectforever.
