CHAPTER 7
Aaron waited at the back door as the clattering of hooves and wheels stopped outside. He’d given Mrs Moreton the afternoon off, wanting to ensure discretion for Lizzy. While Caro and his other visitors openly jested with the housekeeper, Lizzy was still finding her feet in the situation, and he didn’t want her to feel awkward.
He swung the door open the moment she knocked, and warmth filled his heart when she smiled up at him. He held out his hand to guide her inside. Their fingers intertwined and he drew her towards him, into his arms.
‘Have you missed me, Lady Lizzy?’ he murmured into her ear, then brushed her lips with his.
‘I may have. I do have other things to fill my days with, but I seem to recall that my last visit was rather…’ she cocked her head to one side, ‘pleasant.’
‘Only pleasant?’ Aaron slid his arm around her. ‘Let me refresh your memory.’ Lizzy’s lips were already parted, ready for him as he closed his mouth over hers.
The moment their tongues met, Lizzy’s arms wound around his neck, pressing herself against his chest. Her tongue stroked his with na?ve enthusiasm, and he let her explore then broke the kiss.
‘Slowly, Lizzy. Savor the moment.’
Pink flushed her cheeks, and she lowered her eyes. Aaron lifted her chin, surprised to see embarrassment in her green eyes. He kissed her nose, then the corner of her mouth.
‘With a husband who appreciates you, there will be times when you will want to just give in to the heat of passion, but taking time has its own rewards.’
He brushed her lips with his, and she opened to him again, waiting for him to take the lead. He found and teased the tip of her tongue, then the inside of her lower lip before caressing her tongue.
A soft sigh echoed in Lizzy’s throat as she met his gentle exploration and Aaron swept her into his arms.
Lizzy gasped in surprise as he carried her towards the stairs.
‘Are you ready to come upstairs with me, Lizzy?’ For all that this had been her idea, he would understand if she was thinking better of it.
She nodded and started to untie his cravat. ‘My sight must be feasted on as well as my touch.’
Aaron stopped in his stride at the foot of the staircase.
‘You read the book?’ He knew well the quote, and many others, from ‘Fanny Hill’.
Her cheeks colored again as Aaron let Lizzy’s feet slide to the floor and she continued to undo the fabric at his neck and didn’t answer his question. He didn’t press her. It was enough to know she had been inquisitive and looked.
When she had his cravat loosened, she hesitated but he said nothing. She needed to do this in her own time. To know that this wasn’t, should never be, an obligation.
Lizzy drew a soft breath and unwound the fabric from around his neck, dropping it on the bed as Aaron pulled his shirt out of his trousers and over his head. Lizzy swallowed hard when confronted with his bare chest. Aaron took her hands, kissed one of her palms then pressed them to his bare skin.
As her hands roamed over his chest, over his hardened nipples, he reached behind her to undo the ties at the neck and waist of her dress, loosening them then cupping her chin in his hand, and brushed her lips softly with his.
She responded eagerly, but not intensely, her hands splayed over his chest as he slid her gown from her shoulders, and it dropped to the floor. He broke the kiss to turn Lizzy around to unlace her corset.
‘You are very adept at that, sir,’ she teased, and Aaron smiled at the return of her witty retorts.
‘I would very much like to see you without the constraints of all this fabric, Lady Lizzy.’
‘Well, make more haste then.’ She turned back to face him, and he quickly dispensed of her shift, leaving her in stockings and shoes.
He brushed her cheek with his finger, then along her neck to her shoulder. ‘I need to be sure you want to continue with this, Lizzy.’ If she continued, and her husband-to-be was any sort of a man, he would recognize that his new wife was not a blushing maiden.
‘I do.’ She kept her eyes on his as she reached down to cup the bulge in his breeches.
Desire burned in his veins at her touch. Desire for her body and a desire to show her the true delights of what a husband should bring. He lifted her and placed her on the bed, kneeling above her. She was truly beautiful. Flawless skin, rounded plump breasts with dusky tips that were peaked and waiting for attention.
‘So lovely,’ he whispered, and she smiled, reaching up to draw him down to her, but he only kissed her lightly on the mouth before marking a trail down to her breast. She stiffened almost imperceptibly, and he paused but when she arched up towards him, he closed his mouth over the taut tip.
She mewled softly, encouraging him to press the flat of his tongue over the hardened flesh, then tug gently with his teeth. Her fingers curled into the sheet and she moaned. Her responsiveness had his cock straining inside his breeches.
He filled his hand with the soft, roundness of her other breast, gently squeezing her nipple between his fingers, then giving it the attention of his mouth, acutely aware of Lizzy’s breathing in the quiet of the room.
When he kissed the underside of her breast, then continued down, Lizzy’s hands clamped down on his shoulders.
‘What…aren’t you going to…’
He understood her innocent confusion.
‘Oh, I am. Just not quite yet.’ He propped himself up on his elbows so he could look into her face. ‘If nothing else, Lizzy, understand that a man’s pleasure should be as much from his wom…wife’s as his own.’ He knew there were men whose only intent was to reap their own rewards. He just hoped Lizzy’s husband wasn’t one of them.
Lizzy nodded, but her eyes didn’t show that she really understood.
Aaron dipped a kiss onto her stomach and moved between her thighs, his mouth hovering over the triangle of hair. He rubbed his cheek over the softness and wasn’t surprised when Lizzy swallowed a gasp. He brushed a soft kiss there, then lower where the tight bud waited for his ministrations.
Lizzy gasped again when the tip of his tongue swept across the sensitive flesh and the gasp became a moan when he stroked it with the flat of his tongue. The sounds of a woman’s satisfaction always pleased him, but knowing this was the first time Lizzy would be feeling such things, that he was the one to introduce her to such pleasures, fed his desire and his heart.
With the next sweep of his tongue, she arched against his mouth and cried out in surprise when his tongue traced between her wet folds, tentatively dipping into her. Aaron paused for a moment, giving her opportunity to change her mind but her fingers delved into his hair, urging him to continue.
He smiled as he returned to his gentle exploration and then back to teasing her swollen bud. He laved it with the tip of his tongue while a finger now explored her folds. When her hips began bucking against his mouth, Aaron gently slid in the tip of his finger and when her shallow gasps became a low, guttural moan he pushed in past minimal resistance.
Lizzy’s cry filled the room, and he eased the pressure of his tongue and withdrew his finger.
Aaron reached down to rid himself of his boots and breeches and move up beside her. She opened her eyes but avoided his. He understood her timidity after such an uninhibited response.
He brushed a strand of hair from her forehead and reached for one of her hands, guiding it to his rampant cock. She wrapped her fingers around his rigid flesh, still avoiding his eyes but exploring his length.
”Mmm,” he murmured, idly caressing her breast as her fingers traced over the rounded head and back down. ‘Just like that, Lizzy.’
She finally turned her head to him, the pink flush of her recent release still coloring her cheeks and throat, and they lay in intimate silence as she continued to stroke him.
‘Are you ready, Lizzy?’ he asked when he hovered on the edge of his own release.
‘Yes,’ she said with no hesitation.
Aaron moved between her thighs, the tip of his cock nudging her still wet folds. Instinctively she lifted her knees and rested her heels on his buttocks. He waited, allowing her to get used to the feel of him, then pushed forward into her tight wetness.
She winced just a little as he slowly filled her, lowering his lips to hers for a soft kiss. When she wound her arms around him, he began to move, watching her face. She had closed her eyes, her lips slightly parted, her breath coming in soft gasps with his every gentle thrust.
As he increased his pace, her hips rose to meet his every movement, her heels urging him on, her fingers digging into his back. He wanted to keep watching Lizzy’s face, but his eyes closed as the building pleasure surged through his body, centered on where her body had a tight, wet grip on him.
Lizzie arched up hard against him, crying out, and a throaty growl escaped his throat as he pulled out, sending the evidence of his release onto the sheets.
Taking his weight on his arms, Aaron relaxed, his chest brushing against Lizzy’s breasts. He kissed her nose, then her lips.
‘That was…’ Lizzy searched for the words.
‘Pleasant? Bearable?’ he teased.
‘Perfectly…’ she had a gleam in her eyes, ‘adequate.’
‘Minx.’ Aaron rolled onto his back, bringing Lizzy into his arms where she fit perfectly. She curled up against him, her head on his shoulder, one hand spread over his chest. His heart. ‘No sleeping.’ He tickled her. Dianna would be back to collect her, but it would be so easy to cover them with the bedding and fall into a satiated sleep.
He tightened his arm around her. It was usual for his trysts to be gone once their bodies were satisfied, but he didn’t want to face the thought of Lizzy going and just leaving her warmth in his bed.