Page 38 of The Rogue’s Offer

Intermingled with the pleasure of his epicurean touch was an unfamiliar sensation. It was a pressure that spread across her stomach and downward to where his mouth was teasing and pleasuring her. The only thing her mind could describe it as was need. Another cry escaped her as his teeth nipped at her followed by the soothing stroke of his tongue. The need taking hold of her was becoming almost unbearable. It made her tremble from an excitement she’d never experienced before.

Everything about the sensations rolling over her drove a rising need inside her for something she couldn’t define. It pulsated through her, pressing her to give herself up to the deliciously new and powerful urges building inside her. Her hips twisted against his intimate touch, and he tightened his grip on her. The strength of his grasp was unyielding as he continued to nibble and caress her with his mouth.

Relentless and steady, he wove a web of pleasure around her that pulled small whimpers from her throat. The beat of her heart pounding wildly in her chest echoed in her ears as his every touch heated her blood. Flames licked their way through her veins until she burned not only on the outside, but on the inside as well.

The aching need consuming her intensified and grew exponentially with incredible speed until it exploded inside her. With a small scream, her back arched up off the bed in a fierce reaction to the physical release cresting over her like a wave that drowned her in pleasure. It sent one spasm after another flowing through her with an intensity that made her sob from the fiery heat engulfing her.

Lost in a mindless ecstasy, her body writhed on the bed as she sobbed with delight at the sensations assaulting her senses. Slowly, her tremors subsided and a warm lethargy settled in her limbs. Utterly spent from the experience, she shuddered as his mouth worked up over her body at a leisurely pace.

“Are you glad you trusted me?” Mathias’s voice blew a warm breath of air across her breast as he stopped to tease a still rigid nipple. She immediately gasped.

“Oh please, no. Not yet. I don’t think I could bear it again so soon.” Her eyes opened to find him hovering over her, a gleam of satisfaction in his green eyes.

“Well?” The single word demanded a reply, and Ophelia smiled.

“It was wonderful,” she whispered before a warm heat filled her cheeks. “I never dream it possible…possible to feel something like that.”

With one hand, he brushed a lock of hair off her cheek. It was a lover’s touch that warmed her heart as well as her body. He lowered his head and kissed her deeply. Her essence was still on his lips, and a shudder rocked her body as she remembered the pleasure he’d just aroused in her. When he lifted his head, a roguish smile tilted his mouth.

“As you’ve just learned, not every pleasure is solely for a man. Although I thoroughly enjoyed your reaction.” He chuckled softly. “As I said before, the passion you thought you lacked has been laying just beneath the surface all along.”

Startled by his words, Ophelia frowned slightly in concentration as she considered his words. Mathias was right. She wasn’t the passionless creature her husband had declared her to be. The sensation of Mathias’s hand sliding down to cup her breast brought her out of her thoughts as she focused her attention on him again. A wicked look darkened his eyes as their gazes locked.

“I think it’s time for another lesson. One that will give both of us immense satisfaction.”

Sinful and rich, the seductive note in his voice made her heart skip a beat. A tremor shook its way through her as his hand moved downward until his fingers touched her where his mouth had been a short time ago. Almost as if her body had been waiting for his touch, her body jerked upward in reaction to the caress.

Passion flared in his gaze, and she sucked in a sharp breath as his thumb rubbed and pressed down on her. She moaned softly, and he smiled as he lowered his head to kiss her. Eagerly she welcomed the heat of him as their tongues mated in a hot, fierce dance of passion.

A heady excitement swept over her as fire stirred in her body again. The ache he’d appeased moments before had returned, but this time it was far more intense. Anticipation flowed through her as his lips grazed her cheek and moved downward to the side of her neck. The solid warmth of him seeped into her pores as his body covered hers. As his hard erection brushed against her thigh, she stiffened. He lifted his head to stare down into her eyes.

“I promise this will be equally pleasurable, sweetheart.”

The soothing, confident note in his voice made her nod her head slightly in acquiescence. He kissed her again. This time it was more insistent and demanding. There was a heat to it that reminded her of what she’d already experienced with him, but it was somehow different. This time he was demanding where before he’d simply given. His tongue danced with hers tugging a response from her that was wild and unrestrained.

Lost in the heady taste of him, she gasped as with one slow stroke he filled her completely. He paused for a brief moment then retreated from her in an unhurried manner before sliding into her again. Every time he retreated from her, her insides tightened around him in a pointless effort to stop him pulling away. As his body mated with hers, a sharp pitch of desire rose inside her. It stirred a now familiar sensation in her. Sweet heaven, she wanted—no, she could never label this as want, this was a craving. It was a sharp fiery need that stirred a hunger inside her until she was blinded to everything but him.

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A small jolt rocked its way through her body and into his the moment he buried himself inside her slick heat. He didn’t move for a moment, as he enjoyed the sensation of being so deeply connected to her. The sweet blend of citrus and vanilla wafting off her skin tantalized him as he inhaled and savored the scent of her. Even her mouth was a delicious warmth as his tongue swirled around hers.

Warm and succulent, the taste of her increased his desire as the champagne she’d had earlier this evening danced its way off her lips into his mouth. Her quiet whimper of need instantly tightened his cock. It throbbed inside her with a hard demand for release. He ignored the message his body was sending him in a determined effort to extend the delight and pleasure for them both.

One hand braced against the mattress, he explored the voluptuous curve of her with his other. She was soft and feminine everywhere with a heady scent of desire. He cupped the fullness of her breast enjoying the warmth of her in his hand. Beneath his touch, her skin warmed his palm, but it was nothing compared to the fire of her body wrapped around his cock.

Christ Jesus, she was enough to drive a man mad. The picture she’d painted of herself when they first met couldn’t have been any less accurate. She wasn’t a passionless ice-queen unable to give or experience pleasure. The ease with which she ignited a fiery need in his body was proof enough. The intensity of his hunger for her set off an alarm in the back of his mind, but he barely heard the sound. The only thing he was aware of was the intense pleasure assaulting him with each stroke of his body into hers.

The hot friction between them intensified his cock’s demand for release, but he was unwilling to relinquish the sensation of her wrapped around him so quickly. He ignored his body’s need for satisfaction and deepened their kiss. The distraction was temporary, as her muscles contracted around him in an urgent summons for her release, which heightened his body’s demand to be satiated.

Despite the loud calls for a release, he was determined to enjoy the pleasure her body gave him for as long as possible. He focused his mind on exploring the softness of her shoulder with his lips. The warm scent of her desire engulfed his senses as her quiet moan echoed in his ear. Her hands suddenly gripped his hips as she pressed her curves up into his in a silent demand for him to increase the speed of his thrusts.

Instantly, he tried once again to control the rising urges of his own body, but the moment her fingers dug hard into his hips he was lost. Unable to deny his craving for satisfaction, he surrendered to her demand. With hard, rapid thrusts his body shouted its pleasure at the way she responded to him. That she met each of his thrusts as eagerly and fiercely as his own only increased the desire surging through him.

The need roaring through his blood made him increase the pace of his body against her. Seconds later a cry of abandon escaped her beautiful mouth, and her contractions gripped him hard and tight. It was as if a tight vise surrounded his cock to create an acute pleasure that bordered just on the edge of painful.

With every spasm of her body, the heat of her clutched around him until it unleased a raging storm inside him. It blinded him to everything but her and the control she possessed over his body. The intensity of the desire raging through him rose swiftly until his body jerked against her slick, tight heat. In the next instant, he released his seed with a shout of pleasure.

Only their ragged breathing broke the silence between them. Mathias pressed his forehead against hers as his body continued to shudder a moment longer. As the aftershock of his body’s release vanished, he slowly eased himself down into her soft body. He didn’t pull away from her. The need to maintain his physical connection to her was something he didn’t understand, but he accepted it without question.