Chapter Nine #3
“So wicked.” After a few blissful moments, she came back to herself with only enough strength to slump against him. “How do you always seem to know what I need?” Residual shivers danced through her body as he tightened his arms around her.
“Because we were always meant to be together.” Felix nuzzled the crook of her shoulder again. “I’m not done with you for the evening.” He tugged her into his arms, turned her about to face him, and claimed her lips in a series of gentle kisses that left her reeling and as limp as pudding.
“That is a lovely sentiment.” Lost in a haze of passion, Caroline trailed her fingers down his chest, that glorious expanse of naked flesh with its sprinkling of golden curls.
There was so much she adored about him, about his body, that it would take her years to be satisfied.
“Should I tease you now?” She edged her hand downward, traced his hard arousal with her fingers then watching him the whole time, she cupped his equipage.
“Should I bring you to the brink with my mouth or fingers?” It had been a long time, indeed, since she’d done that.
“Shit, love, leave off.” He gave in to a shiver as his eyes darkened with the same intense desire that coursed through her veins.
“Not tonight.” After a brief kiss, he continued.
“There is plenty of time for that sort of play between us.” Before she could respond, he licked and sucked her nipples, and this time, the cheeky man put a hand between her thighs, and once more he teased her swollen button with his fingers.
The approach was different than before, but it drove her just as wild.
Throbbing need pulsed in her core. “Do stop.”
“Is that truly what you want?” When he waggled his eyebrows and she shook her head, he grinned and renewed his efforts with increased friction and speed.
All too soon, the pressure building within her broke apart. With another cry, she shattered, and this time the strength left her bones. “Good heavens, you must join with me. I can’t stand any longer.” Already her legs shook.
“That is where I most wish to be in this moment.” With a satisfied chuckle, he urged her onto the four-poster bed, and when she wriggled into a comfortable position, he followed her down.
Her body trembled from the paces he’d put her through, and it was the most pleasant of sensations, and as she looped her arms about his wide shoulders, Caroline pressed kisses to the side of his neck, his chest, beneath his jaw.
This man had completely turned her life upside down and in a way, he’d given her a life to begin with.
For that, she would always love him.
“Is all well?” The warmth of his breath skated over her cheek as he fit the wide tip of his length to her opening, and she gasped anew, for he was large and pleasantly thick; it always took her by surprise.
“I’m thinking about us.” She wriggled into a more comfortable position “And I—dear heavens!” The ability to form words fell right out of her brain, for he flexed his hips and speared into her, penetrating her as deep as he could go. She hung onto him, truly amazed at how well they fit together.
“Damn but you feel so good, so right,” he whispered, and there was both admiration and smugness in his voice. “I love you, Caroline.” He met her gaze as he briefly pressed his forehead to hers. Emotions crashed together in his brown eyes, and he was quite earnest. “There is nothing more to say.”
“There truly isn’t.” For he showed that in his every action. When she bumped her hips with his, shivers of enjoyment went through her lower belly, for the movement only served to send him deeper. “I love you too.”
Holding the bulk of his weight on his forearm, Felix put his other hand beneath her thigh, urged her leg up to curl about his waist, and then he slowly, oh so slowly, stroked in and out of her body. “I’ll never have enough of you.”
It took some time to find a rhythm, for this was still a bit new, and soon soft gasps and moans filled the air. The scrape of his chest hair over her sensitized nipples added sweet friction to the act, and with each new thrust, her world trembled.
Perhaps because of the babe she carried and her heightened emotions, everything he did to her was elevated and enhanced.
His strokes grew faster, harder, went deeper, made more of a connection, and while he moved, she took his hand and put it between their heaving bodies, for she needed additional stimulation to fall over that edge once more.
The wonderful man took the hint. He worried that nubbin for all he was worth, and when she gasped and her body stiffened, he claimed her lips, took her scream into himself as she shattered for the third time that night.
Twice more, her husband thrust into her body, then he too, went over the edge to join her in that sweet release.
“Dear God.” A grunt followed as he ground his hips into hers while his shaft pulsed.
“That was amazing.” Then he collapsed into her, trapping her between the hard wall of his body and the soft mattress tick. “But then, it always is with you.”
“I quite agree.” For long moments, while their breathing returned to normal, Caroline held him close.
The scent of him teased her nose, and lying there with him while still so intimately joined left her feeling cherished.
It was on the tip of her tongue to reveal her little secret , but she held back for fear of ruining this moment, of destroying the fragile trust that was building again between them.
“Mmm.” He rolled onto his side and took her with him. “For the first time in recent memory, I am happy. Because I met you, but I doubt I’ll give up the grouch fully.”
“It’s one of the things I love about you.” With a tiny sigh, she rested her head on his chest as he slung his arm about her hip.
“I promise to be the husband you need and deserve, but give me latitude, because I might prove rubbish at it. I fear I’ve been alone too long.” While he spoke, he drew idle patterns on her hip with a fingertip, and every pass over her skin sent frissons of renewed need through her insides.
Tears sprang to her eyes. “We will learn how to be a married couple together. I think failing is part of it.”
“Perhaps, and it gives me confidence to know I’m no longer alone in this life.” When he slipped his hand to her bottom and gave that cheek a squeeze, she squealed in surprise. “We are making a good foundation.”
“Yes, we are.”
“And I look forward to the time we’ll have with each other in the coming months and years.”
Though he nuzzled the crook of her neck and his touch sent awareness tingling over her skin, knots of worry pulled in her belly, for she should tell him about the babe, but again, he envisioned their immediate future with only the two of them… and no distractions like an infant.
What am I going to do?