Chapter 20
Pru
“When we get home, I’ll show you—”
“Show me now, Soren.” She knew her voice was coming out in puffs, but she blamed her heaving bosom for that.
“Here?”
“You said a carriage was no obstacle. Show me, here.”
“Come sit on me, my little librarian.”
“How?” Nerves fluttered around her and inside of her and all through her.
“Like this,” his low voice instructed as he pulled her onto his lap and pooled her skirts around them.
“That’s it.” His hands slid up her thighs causing her to shiver.
“There’s no one else for me, Pru. I want you.
Only you. I’ve never chased a woman. They’ve always come to me.
But I find myself wanting and willing to chase you to the ends of the earth. Say you’ll be mine.”
“Make me yours, Soren.” The throbbing between her legs begged for contact. “Please.”
“You want to know how it feels?”
“Mhmmm…” When she bit her lip, she felt his eyes lock on the movement.
“You feel that ache?”
“Mhmmm.”
“Do what you need to. Use me to find your relief.”
Her shoulders sagged in relief, knowing he wouldn’t try to control her. Her hands gripped his lapels. “Move me. Help me. I need you, Soren.”
His hands reached for his falls and undid the buttons holding him back.
“Can I…look?”
“God, yes.” His raspy reply shot straight to her gut, and she dropped her eyes to his cock, jutting out from his breeches.
She sucked in a harsh breath. “Oh my God.”
“Let me see if you’re ready for me.” His fingers slipped between their heat and sank into her slick, warm flesh.
“Soren, your touch…”
“Yes, darling?”
“I need more.”
“Watch,” he commanded softly, fisting the base of his cock.
He stroked once. Twice. And she couldn’t tear her eyes away.
When he brought his cock to her folds, she ached for him to be closer.
Finally, he slipped between and she felt a rush of warmth surge through her being. Velvety soft. Hard as steel. Hers.
“That’s for me?” she gasped.
“All for you.”
“I want to know how it feels inside of me, Soren. Please.”
“Sit on me.”
She rose up and he adjusted their angle so that she could slide down him. Her hands shuddered before tightening around his lapels.
“That’s it, Prudence. Take it.”
Desperate for movement, she rocked up and down on her knees, taking him in deep and then pulling off of him. Every inch of friction built tension deep with her. And knowing this man could have anyone but he wanted her was everything.
“Soren,” she cried out as the carriage rolled on and her knees squeaked against the cushions.
His lips devoured her mouth and then made their foray onto her neck. Senseless. That’s what she was. Her entire body was flooded with sensation. “That’s a good girl, Pru. Take more of me. Take it all.”
His words throttled through her making her movements and her breaths erratic. “Oh my God,” she chanted, seeking. Bouncing on him. Plunging down on him.
And then the moment built until she couldn’t take it anymore. She shattered on his lap. Release rushed out of her body. Everywhere. Every direction. Her mouth lunged for his neck and she suckled on him, humming her satisfaction.
His seed pumped into her and she could feel her body vibrating around him.
Around a groan, he rasped out, “I love you so much, Pru.”
Her heart elated, she knew she could trust him. “I love you, too, Soren,” she whispered in his ear. “But I must warn you about something.”
“What’s that?” he murmured, still deep inside of her.
“I’ll never stop asking questions.”
He pressed a kiss to her temple and squeezed her waist. “I hope you never do.”