Chapter 45
Chapter Forty-Five
Pulling away from their kiss, Charlotte panted softly as she attempted to calm her racing heart.
His pupils had darkened, and his lips were still damp from their kiss.
His eyes, filled with hunger, reminded her of a predator chasing his prey and ready to pounce.
Her mouth watered at the prospect of possessing his lips again. It was too much.
He shifted, his lips tracing a path down the side of her neck, dropping worshipful kisses along the way. Her nipples hardened at the closeness of his mouth, and she gasped as he reached a hand inside her gown to stroke a needy peak.
“Perry, someone will see us,” she whispered, the tension building to the point where she almost didn’t care. They were going to have to do something to alleviate this painful ache, or she feared being unable to walk back to the house.
“No one comes here. That is the beauty of this place,” he murmured against her sensitive skin, the hum of his voice sending shivers skating down her spine.
Using his other hand to lift her skirts, Charlotte trembled as the hand moved stealthily, caressing her legs. Her core throbbed with anticipation.
“I need to touch you,” he rasped, his blue eyes pleading.
Licking her lips, she nodded. “Please,” she whimpered, her voice containing a desperation she couldn’t conceal.
Her body craved the contact. Tracing the skin of her inner thighs with his fingers, Perry dipped his head to suck and tease her aching breasts.
Goosebumps covered her skin at his explorations and Charlotte wondered when she had become such a wanton.
She needed his touch more than she needed air.
This constant hunger was so new, so inescapable.
Perry gave a sharp intake of breath as he slipped a finger inside her passage, testing.
“I love how you’re always ready for me,” he mumbled, bringing his mouth back to hers, their tongues tangled. His kisses were devouring while his finger teased.
There were no words, just pure wanting. Charlotte moved her hips to meet his fingers, seeking the satisfaction she had come to need. Sensing her eagerness, Perry added a second finger to the first, stretching her tight heat.
She whimpered at the luscious invasion.
Unwilling to suffer alone, Charlotte’s hand moved to caress the hard length in his pants, his cock already straining against the confines of his breeches.
Cursing the many fastenings, she slowly unbuttoned his pants, her body heating at the release of each button.
Desperate to touch him, she reached her hand inside, wrapping her palm around the smooth skin of his hard shaft and stroking.
He moaned roughly in her ear as he surrendered to her touch.
Stealing her breath, he curled his fingers inside her, reaching a magical spot that sent her body reeling. Tossing her head back with a soft cry, she gave in to the sensation of surrender. He swirled his thumb in her slick heat, and she gasped at the heady pleasure.
Her passion was building, a coil of tension in her core pulling taut, seeking release. Clutching at his jacket his jacket with her free hand, she used it to steady her. Perry stroked his thumb against her throbbing little bundle of nerves, and she gasped, desperately reaching for that elusive peak.
“That’s it,” he muttered in her ear. “Take what you need, my beautiful countess.”
Her hand worked his cock faster, moving with greater boldness as she sought to bring him the same pleasure he was giving her. A bead of moisture seeped from him, and she swirled the cum along the tip with her finger. She swiped her tongue over her lips, wondering what it would be like to taste it.
The pace of his fingers increased within her, and her passage fluttered around his fingers.
Perry captured her mouth, swallowing her delicate cries of pleasure as her release slammed into her.
A flush of warmth spread like fireworks on her skin, and she panted, somehow satisfied, yet needing more.
Placing his hand on hers as she stroked him, Perry ceased her frantic movements.
“I want to feel your tight sheath around me when I come,” he murmured, tugging on her hand to guide her on top of him. “Ride me.”
Charlotte had never experienced sitting on him this way, but suddenly she was obsessed with being completely in control over him.
Her body trembled from her release. She lowered herself excruciatingly slowly onto him, needing time to adjust to his size.
Perry sucked in a breath as he slid inside her to the hilt.
She paused only to savor the sweetness of how their bodies fit so perfectly together.
Eager to feel him, she pushed his coat off his shoulders.
Tugging his shirt out of his breeches, her hands roamed the damp skin waiting to be touched.
The heat of his abdominals contracting beneath her fingers as she moved propelled her to take more.
She tugged her teeth on his bottom lip, his cock twitching inside her at the mixture of pleasure and pain.
Perry dug his fingers in her hair, kissing her hungrily, savoring her taste as she began to lift herself off him and then lower back down again.
She knew he was close, judging by his rapid breathing and the way he moved his hands to her hips to help guide her—or stop her from going too fast. Bringing her hands up to stroke his hair, she tossed her head back as she rode him, a familiar ache building inside her once again.
Perry’s hand moved between them, teasing her throbbing bundle of nerves and sending shocks of pleasure within her.
His mouth teased and suckled at her breasts, which he had released from the confines of her gown.
She had never felt so wanton, so free as when she had her husband completely at her mercy.
Her passage tightened around him, and she was overcome as a sudden cry tore from her mouth, her release crashing into her unexpectedly, wave after exquisite wave throbbing around his length.
“Yes,” Perry said in triumph as he lifted his hips to drive into her harder than he had before, seeking the honeyed heat for himself.
She cried out at the depth, realizing he had been holding back until now.
A low growl came from him as he savored the last waves of her orgasm, squeezing every ounce of control from him.
His release filled her as he groaned in her ear, the sound only increasing her pleasure.
There was nothing more satisfying than watching him come undone as he had made her so many times.
Pulling her close, Perry held her as their frantic breaths grew calmer. Cupping her hands around his face, she stole a gentle kiss from his lips.
She gave a soft laugh. “How am I supposed to walk back now?”
“Like a lady who is well satisfied,” Perry answered with a teasing grin. “I will carry you if your legs fail you.”
Flushed and tingling, she rose, tearing their bodies apart and arranging her skirts to hide the mess they had made.
The mixture of their releases ran down her leg, leaving her oddly satisfied.
His essence would bring her more than pleasure one day, if they were so blessed.
The future she envisioned with Perry was pure bliss, especially once they rid themselves of those who would wish them harm.
The vision of a future where they grew their family and spent their years rediscovering all the facets that had drawn them together in the past made her eyes misty.
Their hearts were connected.
Even when torn apart from each other, their hearts remained true. Biding their time.
Their love had a patience she wished she could understand.
“Thank you for showing me the garden,” she said, reaching for his hand. “It would give me great pleasure to bring a little more order to this lush, enchanting place.”
“Great pleasure, indeed,” Perry agreed, raising his brows teasingly. He tugged her into his body and placed a kiss on her head.
Charlotte turned to admire the place she was suddenly drawn to. It was enchanting and wild, begging to be controlled and yet…she dared not change too much about it.
Making love to Perry only solidified the need to keep some things in life untamed.
She breathed in the intoxicating scents once more as she made her way carefully to the gate, dodging the stray branches and wildly growing plants tangling across the path.
“I shall inform the gardeners about your project. They will see to everything you need. It is up to you to decide what you want help with and what you want to do yourself, of course.” He tipped his head in her direction.
It secretly pleased her that he understood the part of her that needed to feel the earth and be a part of something bigger than herself.
Having a project gave her life meaning and gave her a goal.
They walked in silence back to the house, where Perry left her to return to his study and continue going over the estate accounts he had long ignored.
She walked primly back to her bedroom, closing the door behind her and leaning back against it.
A shiver ran through her body, a sudden chill suffusing her body once they came apart.