Page 16 of To Seduce A Rake
She gasped when he circled her pearl with his thumb.
“Tell me what you want,” he growled.
It had become their game of sorts. Harrison taught her to ask for what she wanted, and she grew bolder the more that he had her do so.
Rebecca took his hand and guided it lower.
“Here,” she whispered. “Inside me first.”
He groaned. “Fuck, I love when you tell me what you need.”
He pushed two fingers inside her while his thumb circled her pearl. She rocked against his hand, chasing the sensation.
“More,” she demanded, surprising herself with her boldness.
“Greedy.” But he added a third finger, stretching her. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes.” She gripped his shoulders and urged him down. “But I want your mouth on me too.”
“Anything for my angel.” He kissed down her body, stopping to give attention to her breasts before moving between her thighs.
His tongue traced her slit, and she cried out, her hands fisting in his hair. He circled her pearl, then sucked while continuing to work his fingers inside her.
Before she knew what was happening, he picked her up and laid down on the settee with her on top of him.
“Sit on my face,” he commanded.
She should feel embarrassed as she crawled up her husband to do as he said. She gripped the armrest as she positioned her knees on each side of Harrison’s head.
“That’s it, Angel,” he murmured against her thigh. “Take your pleasure.”
He gripped her arse as his tongue circled her pearl again.
Something inside her broke loose, and she rocked against his face, finding the rhythm that felt the best against his licks and sucks.
She didn’t hold back, lost to everything but the pleasure between her legs. This was what marriage had given her—freedom to be wanton, to be demanding, to be herself.
Her thighs trembled. “Harrison, I’m going to—”
“Mmmm.” He sucked hard on her pearl and slid two fingers inside of her, making her fuck herself on them as she rocked.
She cried out his name, pleasure crashing through her. Her body arched and shook as she rode out the wave.
He helped her reposition until she lay on top of him again, and then their lips met in a searing kiss.
She tasted herself on his tongue, and it made her body need his.
“I think it’s your turn,” she whispered. “To show me what you want.”
“You never have to ask me twice.”
He flipped them so she was on her back again, and he fumbled with his falls. He notched his long, thick cock at her entrance and then was inside her with a single thrust.
She wrapped her legs around him as he moved against her, setting a punishing rhythm.
“You feel like heaven,” Harrison said, pressing his forehead to hers. “Every single time.”
“Don’t go easy on me, Harrison.”
