Chapter 18
I’d never been the most confident about my body or even sex, but here I was teasing Will Darcy like I knew exactly what I was doing. Even so, my insides shook, and my fingers trembled just as badly. It’d been years—and I mean years —since I’d had sex. I didn’t do one-nighters, and I’d never been into sex without feelings attached. If you’d asked me earlier tonight if I’d be here now, I would’ve laughed, but now, I wanted Will more than I’d ever wanted anyone else—ever.
Will’s eyes flared for a second after my taunt before he stalked toward me like he was going to devour me whole. Hopefully, he wouldn’t be disappointed in my basic cotton panties when we reached that point. I didn’t wear silk or lace bottoms on most days. I hardly wore anything that sexy at all to tell the truth.
Right before he reached me, he removed his henley and dropped it on the floor. We both hissed when his muscled chest and chiseled stomach met my bare flesh, and I rose onto my toes to kiss him again. He was so different than any of the other boys I’d ever kissed, and I mean boys since they obviously hadn’t known how to do it properly. Will’s lips were soft, and while he used his tongue, he wasn’t trying to gag me with it. Each caress sent a current straight between my legs. I was already aching for him, and we’d barely begun.
While our mouths continued their duel, his hand slid up to my ribs, his thumb trailing the underside of my breast. I needed air! When I tore away from him, he nibbled and suckled down my neck while I struggled to breathe. I was going to faint into an ugly heap on the floor.
The elevator dinged, and I shifted from the wall. He groaned at being dislodged so I could open the door and peer down the hallway. The coast was clear!
My hand grabbed his, and I pulled him to the first set of doors, my bedroom doors, and led him inside. I pushed the panel closed behind me and dropped my arms, letting my bra hit the hardwood floors.
Will’s eyes darkened as they dropped to my breasts. “They’re more gorgeous than I imagined.”
His heated stare gave me a confidence I’d never possessed in my life. Nothing crossed my mind about what I was doing or how I went from almost loathing Will Darcy to wanting him to shag me senseless. Instead, I took his hand and pressed it against my breast, watching his rapt expression as he squeezed and massaged. He flicked his finger over my nipple, and I gasped while I rubbed my thighs together. He was afraid of lasting long enough, but I wasn’t doing much better. At this rate, I was going to orgasm before he ever touched me below the waist. Would that be embarrassing? I had no way of knowing.
When he bent to take the tip in his mouth, he picked me up and wrapped my legs around his hips. My fingers entwined through his locks and held his head in place. As much as I wanted more, the flame this was igniting was too delicious to ignore. He took a heavy draw that sent an even stronger jolt to my core, and I groaned.
“Will, please.”
He laid me down in the middle of the bed and grabbed the waistband of my leggings, drawing them and my underwear off in one go. I guess I didn’t need to worry about how unappealing my panties were. He’d never even looked at them.
As he crawled back over me, his palm caressed a trail of fire up my leg, over my hip, and back to my breasts. He took the other nipple and began to repeat what he’d done to the first. I writhed to get closer to him, to have his erection pressed between my legs. That ache was screaming for him to do something, but he was too busy with my breasts to notice that I was almost climbing at him to get closer.
I startled when he grazed his fingers along the seam between my legs. “Oh, yes, please!”
“God, you’re so wet,” he said low and gravelly against my cheek.
His lips traced their way across my clavicle while he continued to lavish attention upon my breasts, but his fingers didn’t stop. They slid further and further until they caressed over my clit then down to tease lower and back. When his fingers returned to that sensitive button of flesh, he lazily traced circles over it.
My hips lifted in the hopes of increasing that friction while he bit and licked and kissed his way down my stomach. He traced around my bellybutton with his tongue then placed an open-mouthed kiss to the inside of my thigh.
I lifted onto my elbows. My ex had tried to go down on me once, and it’d been disappointing, to say the least. So, with Will being so talented at everything else, I craved his mouth on me like I craved a rich chocolate cake. I would’ve never turned down either!
I could’ve sworn my hips lifted to meet him, and when he first suckled, and I fell back into the mattress with a keening groan. One finger slipped inside and pressed into this magic place that increased the mind-numbing pleasure from his lips and tongue. I was going to die. Here and now, I would perish from this and never have one single regret. In fact, if I’d known Will was so good at this, I might have jumped him earlier despite my previous feelings toward the man. I could’ve gotten over the one-night stand thing for this, right?
My fingers curled into his hair to keep him from stopping. I had no idea if he planned to, but I was going to find satisfaction this way. I’d been denied for too long.
The flame that he’d ignited spread and blazed until it was consuming me whole. My toes curled into the sheets, and my grip tightened on his hair until waves of the most unbearable pleasure shot through me and I cried out. Even though I’d climaxed, he continued on, drawing out every last spasm, until I began to pull away.
“It’s too much. I can’t take it.”
His warmth disappeared, and I opened my eyes to him removing his belt and trousers with frantic hands. I forced my limp body up and as soon as he’d pushed his pants to his knees, I’d taken him in my hand.
“Ugh, Liz,” he said. “I can’t think when you do that.”
“Then I’m returning the favor.” I lightly bit his shoulder while I tugged him over me and guided him so he was at my entrance.
He kissed me deeply, and while I could taste myself on him, I didn’t care. I wanted him inside of me, filling me with his impressive size like no one else could.
At the first thrust, he stopped kissing me with a guttural noise while I winced at the slight sting. “You’re so tight.”
“It’s been a long time.”
“Am I hurting you?”
“No, don’t stop.” Sure, it was a white lie, but once he was fully inside of me, the awkward part would be over. I was certain of it.
My palms found his ass, and I pulled him deeper with each thrust until I’d taken every last inch. When he began a slow rhythm of drawing in and out, I wrapped my legs around him. I needed him as deep as he could go, and I wasn’t going to settle for less.
He guided my hips and shifted to another angle that brought an unintelligible sound to my lips. As he lifted slightly off of me, one hand braced him over my shoulder while the fingers of the other dug into my hip while he continued to caress that place that would have me shattering sooner rather than later.
“I’m so close.” I couldn’t tell if that was a groan or a moan.
His gaze met mine and held. “Don’t close your eyes.”
How was I supposed to do that? So far, I’d lost all control when he made me orgasm. Was this time going to be different? Regardless, I nodded.
That familiar heat began to rage, starting between my legs and spreading as it had before. That ache had blossomed and hadn’t ever abated. I’d never climaxed during sex before, and Will was going to have me coming again in seconds. It seemed like it anyway!
His thrusts became harder and faster, and as I tightened around him, I froze, my legs clenching him to me. He wasn’t going anywhere. I couldn’t say how I’d kept my eyes open, but somehow, I’d witnessed him fighting to keep his own eyelids from shuttering as I’d started to peak. Then, he reddened before his eyes fluttered. When he bellowed, it was so loud, I was thankful his sister was on the other side of the house.
After he collapsed on top of me, my body continued to tingle. Will was shaking. My eyes suddenly began to sting, and a warm tear slid down my temple. Why was I crying?
He kissed my shoulder, my neck just under my ear, but when he propped himself on his elbow, his eyes widened. “Did I hurt you? What’s wrong?”
I shook my head and began to cry harder.
He tried to pull off of me, but I tightened my legs around him. I didn’t want him to go.
“Liz, you’re scaring me.”
“I feel so stupid.” The high pitch of my voice was ridiculous. “I’m not sure why I’m crying.”
His chin dipped a little. “I didn’t hurt you?”
My palms cradled his cheeks. “No, I’ve never experienced anything like that. I suppose my ex was inept.” I gave a pathetic laugh. “I don’t regret this, nor do I want you to go.”
He made an odd face and shifted a little. “Shit! I forgot a condom.”
I wiped at my cheeks with the back of my hand. “I’m sure you never expected this. For what it’s worth, I’m on the pill. I never stopped taking it after my ex and I broke up. It made my periods more manageable, so I preferred to stay on it. As you could probably tell, it’s been a long time for me, but I’ve had my yearly checkups several times since.”
He gaped at me for a moment. “Years?”
I covered my face with my hands. “I haven’t dated since the Cordon Bleu. Casual sex isn’t quite my style, and I’m not willing to be so intimate with just anyone.”
He pulled my hands from my eyes. “I’m not upset. It just means I have fewer men to want to maim if I ever meet them.”
A super attractive snort-laugh was my response. “Sorry.” I covered my nose for a moment.
“I’d rather see you laughing than crying.”
I shook my head. “I’m not sad—I think it was just a relief of sorts. I found sex a bit dull, and I’ve often wondered if it was me.”
“I’d say it was him,” said Will with a cocky grin.
“Yes, well, you don’t have to let it puff up your ego too much.”
He gave me a sweet and tender kiss. “I haven’t been with someone in almost a year. It’s going to sound bad, but I’ve never wanted a relationship with emotional ties until I met you. The last was an exclusive friends-with-benefits sort of arrangement, and it ended ten months ago. As a precaution, I had a checkup and was tested after it was over. I’m all clean.”
My hand stroked from his chest up his neck to his cheek. “Thanks for being honest.”
“I don’t want this to be a one-night or one-time thing.”
“Maybe you should try taking me out.” Had I truly just said that? I suppose if we were at this point, I’d decided I wanted to date Will Darcy—not that I could say when that happened.
“Are you going to the Pemberley Yule Ball?” He seemed so timid all of a sudden.
I laughed and tilted my head. “I may have procured a ticket to your exclusive event.”
He rolled his eyes. “Would you be my date?”
“Yes, but only if I can attend barefoot under my dress.”
His warm laugh made my insides tremble. “You can wear a burlap sack, and I’d still only be able to look at you.”
I feigned a gasp. “Such flattery, sir.”
He tickled my side, and I burst into laughter. “That’s for teasing me.”
I gasped when he rolled us so I was on top.
“I’ll need to leave early to change and get to work, but can I stay? I’m not ready to let you go yet.”
His unsure tone and expression tore at my heart. “I’d like you to stay.” I longed to know what it felt like to sleep in his arms. This was all crazy. I’d just hated him how long ago?
I shifted a little. “Will, are you still hard?”
He grinned widely. “I’m not sure how, but yes.” His hand clenched my butt cheek. “Do you want to. . .again?”
With a matching grin, I sat up a little and bit his shoulder then bestowed a peck to his nipple.
“Liz, wait. Do you think we can finish taking off my trousers this time? Removing my socks would be preferable as well. I kept slipping while trying to get leverage.”
I rose to my knees and backed off the bed. After removing his socks, I pulled his khakis from his legs and dropped them on the floor. “If you want a condom, I do have a small box in the bedside table. Even though I haven’t needed them, I replace the box every year just in case.”
He sat up and pulled me into his lap. “If your birth control failed and you got pregnant, would you be upset?”
“I want children, and I’m at a place where I could manage. I have Mrs. Hill, and somehow, I doubt you’d leave me to raise a child on my own, although I’d be good doing it if I had to. It’s not like I need money from you. I have my own. What about you?”
“First off, I’d want to be a part of my child’s life. Second, I want children, but I hadn’t found anyone I wanted to have them with until now—not that I want to have one right now . I’d like to date for a while, maybe ask you to marry me first.”
My entire face bloomed. “Slow down. Whatever this is just started tonight.”
He laughed. “No rush. I guess what I’m saying is that if you did happen to get pregnant, I wouldn’t be upset about it.”
“Well, now that we’ve had that completely unsexy conversation.” I started to get up, but he pulled me back into his embrace.
“As for what this is, I hope it’s the first evening of a lot of time we’ll spend together. I want to take you out, but I’m just as content to stay in and watch a movie or whatever.” He nuzzled under my ear making goosebumps pebble down the back of my neck.
“I’ll have to test you on that sometime.”
He grazed his teeth along my earlobe. My breath hitched in my chest. “You’ll find that I’m a homebody. I’d prefer to stay in than to go to any gala, although I like to have a nice dinner out one or two nights a week.”
“That doesn’t sound too bad. I suppose.” His hands had joined his lips in the pursuit of dissolving me into a puddle.
“As long as you’re there.”
As of that moment, I wanted nothing more than for him to shut up and kiss me.