Page 75 of A Problem Princess

“Cordelia,” he murmured and placed his lips rightthere.

The air rushed from her lungs in a sharp breath. She tensed like a tightened spring, except for the ache between her legs which throbbed wildly as his lips tenderly teased her folds. Soft and warm and gentle… She eased out a low moan and relaxed beneath his ministrations.

But his mouth didn’t remain soft and gentle. Soon, he was taking greedy kisses and long licks, and when his tongue dared to delve—

“Clayton!” She arched herself off the mattress, and his name faded into a whimper.

He chuckled at her response. The sound vibrated into her and stoked the growing tension he created inside her with his mouth, with the way his tongue thrust into her the same way his fingers had done only minutes before. But this was so much more than before, so much more wanton and decadent, and when he nudged at her thighs with his shoulders to widen the spread of her legs, she eagerly complied.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered against her and traced a fingertip along the outer contours of her feminine folds.

“Not…there…I’m not,” she countered breathlessly as his fingertip circled the throbbing nub at the center of all her aching frustration.

“Especiallyhere.” He placed a lingering kiss against her. “And here.” Another kiss followed. “And very much here.”

His lips closed around the aching point buried in her folds and sucked.

Raw need flashed through her like a lightning strike, and she let out a gasping moan. His lips were relentless, and instead of releasing her he sucked harder, even as he slipped his fingers back inside her wet warmth and once again gave her those intimate strokes that knotted her belly.

Her hands desperately clenched at his shoulders—allof her clenched as the throbbing ball of frustration beneath his lips threatened to consume her.

“Let it come, my brave beauty,” he murmured against her. “And enjoy it.”

When he sucked again, pleasure shot through her, and this time it triggered all the tension that had been building inside her to release in one great, shuddering wave.

She cried out, then collapsed bonelessly against the mattress as joy pulsed through her with every pounding beat of her heart. She panted hard to regain the breath he’d ripped from her and could do nothing more than clench and unclench her hands at his shoulders as he placed soothing, lingering kisses against her. Oh, it was heavenly! Simply divine. She never wanted to move a muscle again for the rest of her life.

Until he brought his tall body up over hers. The bare solidity and hardness of his muscles were too tempting to ignore, and she ran her hands over his warm skin everywhere she could reach. But when she slid her hands down between their two bodies and touched—

He flinched and sucked in a mouthful of air between clenched teeth.

She jerked her hand away. “I’m sorry—”

He grabbed her wrist and stopped her. “I’m not.”

The dark desire in his eyes sparked into her as he brought her hand back to his erection and guided her in stroking her palm along his length from the nest of hair at his abdomen to his large, round tip.

He groaned, shaking hard. For a long moment, he did nothing more than enjoy her hand on him, the long and slow caresses up and down his length.

Then he shifted over her and settled himself in the cradle of her thighs, gently moving her legs farther apart to make room for his hips. He reached down and guided himself against her folds, then lowered his hips in a smooth thrust that buried his hard length inside her.

She felt a faint pinch, and a rasping groan sounded from the back of his throat. He froze like a statue, not moving except to breathe, and let her body become accustomed to having him inside her.

She bit her bottom lip. This wasn’t at all as wonderful as she’d imagined it would be. She was stretched uncomfortably around him, with her thighs spread wide beneath his hips and her arms wrapped around his neck. His eyes were squeezed shut, and a pained expression gripped his face.

So ifshewasn’t enjoying this, and ifhewasn’t, then why wouldanyone—

He began to move in slow, controlled slides in and out of her tight warmth, and then she knew why. Oh, she knew! It was simply…bliss.

Each glide forward brought him deep inside her, and each retreat created a feeling of such great loss that she nearly cried out to stop him until he pushed forward again and brought himself back inside her. What he’d done to her before with his fingers and mouth had been nice, but this…this was absolutely magical!

She clung to him as he continued to rock into her and once more woke the ache inside her. It tingled out to the ends of her fingers and toes, and she welcomed it by wrapping her legs around his waist and locking her ankles together at the small of his back.

A soft growl came from him in response, and the sinking and retreating grew faster and deeper until he was thrusting against her so intensely that every push ground his pelvis against hers and pressed down on the already sensitized nub hidden in her folds. Short bursts of electricity sparked through her with every thrust, and she panted hard to keep her breath as the growing ache tightened into a demanding heat.

Her folds clenched down hard around him, and her thighs shook as she clasped them to his hips. Her back arched off the mattress, and she clung to him for dear life, never wanting to let go—

She cried out as the joy of release swept over her again, even more intensely than before.