Chapter 11
Ellis wasn’t entirely sure where the boldness Keele liked had come from.
It wasn’t that she was restrained, at least not with those who knew her well.
But as companion to the daughter of a duke, she knew her place was to be seen and not heard—because the duchess had driven that into her since the day she’d joined the Henlow household.
Those days were behind her. She could be who she wanted to be, including a seductress taking what she desired most. Right now, that was Keele, this amazing man who’d made her feel something she hadn’t in a very long time: wanted.
He looked at her with a primal yearning that made her tremble. There were many reasons she should not surrender to this connection between them, but she didn’t care about any of them. Not tonight.
“You are an astonishing woman,” Keele whispered just before she lowered her mouth to his.
His lips sealed to hers as he gathered her tightly against the warmth of his body. He pressed one hand to her spine, and the other caressed the curve of her backside. His mouth opened, and she met his tongue with her own as rapture spread through her body.
Though it had been some time since she’d experienced this kind of encounter, this could not compare to anything in her past. Keele aroused her in ways she’d never known and simply couldn’t deny.
He cupped her backside as their kisses deepened. She clutched his nape and splayed her hand over his shoulder blade, feeling the ripple of muscle as he moved.
Leaving her mouth, he kissed along her jaw and down her neck as his hand came between them to clasp her breast. He dragged his thumb over her nipple—over and over.
She moaned softly just before he sucked her into his mouth.
He suckled her flesh as he kneaded her backside. Heat and longing flowed to her sex.
Moving his mouth to her other breast, he kept his hand on the first one and squeezed her nipple—not too hard, but he pinched enough to make her gasp and for another jolt of white-hot passion to tear through her.
He gripped her thigh and lifted her leg. “Straddle me, like in the coach.” His demand provoked another surge of lust as she eagerly complied.
Ellis climbed over his thighs, her legs dangling against his. This position opened her sex, which was entirely the point. She quivered with want and, thankfully, he did not make her beg.
He slid his hand along her thigh to her sex, his fingers teasing her sensitive folds.
In the coach, she’d been shocked—in the best possible way—when he’d unbuttoned her fall and touched her.
The feel of his glove against her had been delightfully erotic, but now she glad for his bare flesh as he teased her clitoris.
“Ellis, you are so wet,” he rasped. “I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”
She rocked against him, seeking more of his touch. “I don’t want you to. I need you inside me.”
He drove his finger into her sex, and she moaned as her head fell forward. He pumped into her, and she met his thrusts as she dug her fingernails into his shoulders. Pleasure built and pushed her toward the edge.
But then he was gone, and she was lifted from his lap. In a fluid series of movements, he picked her up and pressed her back on the bed, climbing up beside her. Then he was between her legs, pushing her thighs open.
His mouth crashed down on her sex, licking and devouring her with greedy abandon.
Whilst Ellis was aware of this act, she’d never participated in it.
She was not at all prepared for the overwhelming rush of sensation and flash of pure ecstasy.
Mindless, she clutched at his head as she bent her legs.
He was relentless in his assault with his lips and tongue.
Her muscles clenched as she barreled toward release.
He slid his fingers into her as he sucked her clitoris, and Ellis couldn’t hold on any longer. She flew apart with a loud cry as her orgasm shuddered through her.
“Roman,” he growled as he moved up her body. “Call me Roman.” He claimed her mouth, and she tasted herself on his tongue.
She must have called his name—Keele—as she’d come. At least, she thought she had. She honestly could not recall.
“Do you need a moment?” he asked, his voice tight with desire.
“For what?” She drew on his lip with her teeth as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Lifting her hips, she pressed her sex against his rigid cock, and lights danced behind her eyes as he rubbed against her clitoris.
“You’ve answered my question, I think. I wondered if you needed time to recover before I drive inside you. I did promise you I would do that, didn’t I?”
“I don’t know if you promised, but I’ve certainly been hoping you would. I can’t stand to be without you another second.” She reached between them and stroked the length of his cock, eliciting a deep groan from his lips before he kissed her again.
Ellis worked his shaft, and his hips began to move, then she guided him to her sex. His hand joined hers, and together, they steered him home.
He filled her slowly and completely, claiming every part of her. Ellis closed her eyes and basked in the heady sensations rippling through her. She’d never ridden so high or wanted so much.
She tightened her legs around him, her heels pushing against his backside as he pulled back and then drove forward. Again and again, he thrust into her, sending waves of sensations through her that were going to ruin her completely.
They moved together, faster and deeper, their bodies slick and their desperate sounds of desire filling the air around them. Ellis has never experienced such harmony, such primal beauty, or such delicious pleasure.
Slipping his hand between them, he stroked her clitoris and sent her into another fever of ecstasy. She tumbled into darkness as she cried out his name, drawing him deeper as she became lost in oblivion.
Her orgasm was still moving over her when he grunted and removed himself from her sex.
“Ellis, I’m going to come.”
She somehow managed to reach for and find his cock. His hand was already there, but she brushed it aside and took control, stroking him as he climaxed. He shouted, and she worried someone would overhear them.
When he finally slowed, she rose and pushed him down beside her. She didn’t release his shaft until he opened his eyes and fixed on her. They were both panting, but she was beginning to catch her breath. Nevertheless, he curled his hand behind her head and pulled her down for a blistering kiss.
They had to break shortly to continue to settle their racing pulses. Ellis backed away and slipped off the bed.
“Where are you going?” Keele sounded alarmed. Rather, Roman. She wasn’t sure she ought to use his name for fear she might slip up in front of someone, but she would at least think of him as Roman instead of Keele. It was far more intimate, and they were now, well, intimate.
“Just to wash my hand.” She winked at him over her shoulder.
He chuckled. “Would you mind bringing me a cloth?”
She went into the bathing chamber and recalled the night he’d come in as she left the bath. He’d seemed shocked to hear that she’d listened to him pleasure himself, then aroused upon her revelation that she’d done the same. If only they’d done so together… Perhaps another time.
Was she thinking this would happen again? She hoped so.
After washing him from her hand, she took a cloth back to the bed. “Where do you need tidying?”
He gestured to his abdomen. “Just a bit here. And I suppose my cock.”
She cleaned his belly first, then carefully dried his shaft. He’d gone slack but began to stir. She arched a brow at him. “You’re becoming aroused again?”
“Apparently,” he said with a wicked grin. “Ignore it.”
“I shall. For now,” she added, giving him an openly seductive stare. She tossed the cloth aside, then snuggled against him, laying her palm against his chest. He had a dusting of dark hair between his nipples, and his muscles were taut and well-defined. She could feel his heart thumping madly.
“I hope you didn’t alert the servants,” she said. “You were quite loud.”
He glanced down at her with a wry smile. “So were you. I’m not concerned. With any luck, they are two floors above us and two floors below. In any case, I’m not sure I could have modulated myself. It’s been too long.”
“Despite that, I’d say you didn’t appear to be out of practice,” Ellis said. “In fact, I would say your expertise is unparalleled. At least in my experience. But then, no one has ever put their mouth on my sex before. That was extraordinary.”
He grinned with equal parts pride and arrogance. “I’m thrilled to be the first.”
The notion that someone in the household might have overheard them niggled at the back of Ellis’s mind. She rose up and looked down at him. “I truly hope no one heard us. That could be quite bad.”
Smiling, he cupped her head, threading his fingers through her hair above and behind her ear. “No one heard us. And my household is incredibly discreet. I would trust them with your secret, but it is not mine to share.”
“Thank you. For both those sentiments.” She turned her head and pressed a kiss to his upper wrist. “It’s too bad my bedchamber doesn’t have a door to your dressing chamber.”
“It is. However, your bedchamber is supposed to be for guests, and I would not want them barging into my bath. You, on the other hand, are more than welcome to join me whenever you like.” He brought his thumb to her mouth and stroked her lower lip.
She licked the tip, and he drew in a breath. “Why have you been celibate since your wife died?”
He moved his thumb back to her hairline. “Why have you been celibate since your last lover?” His mouth tipped into an adorable smirk, and she couldn’t help but laugh.