Duke of Disrepute (Dukes of Distinction #3) - Alexa Aston Page 0,81

feasted on her mouth. She began writhing. He added a second finger and she whimpered. He let his fingers make love to her, enjoying all the sweet noises coming from her.

“Weston,” she murmured against his lips. “Something’s happening.”

“It most certainly is. I want to watch your eyes as it does.”

“It’s . . . oh! It’s . . . I have no words.”

“None are needed, love. Just ride the wave. Give in to it.”

He brought her to orgasm and enjoyed the darkening of those violet eyes and his name coming from her lips. She shuddered violently and then became limp. He released her wrists and she lowered her arms, wrapping them about his neck as she kissed him with enthusiasm.

Finally, breaking the kiss, she said, “I don’t know what that was but I like it. Very much.”

“Then we’ll have to do it again. Can you walk to the bed or should I carry you?”

“Carry me. If you weren’t already holding me up, I would have collapsed long ago. I still may.”

He lifted her in his arms and crossed the chamber to the large bed. He eased her onto it and removed her slippers and stockings. Then slowly, he freed her from her layers of clothing until she lay bare. Weston gazed down upon her.

“You are so very beautiful.” He placed his palm against her belly and lightly stroked it with his thumb.

“I’m nervous,” she said quietly, worry in her eyes.

“Why?”

“Because although I was married, I have no true experience with this. I’ve never lain in a bed with no clothes on. You’ve done so with countless women. I have no idea how to please you.”

He kissed her softly. “You already please me. Just by being you, Elise. Yes, there have been other women but none of them come to mind now. You are what fills me. My mind. My heart. My soul.” He smoothed her hair. “I am nervous, too.”

“You? Never.”

“Yes. I am. Because this will be the first time I’ve truly made love in my life. It’s the start to our life together. I want it to be right for you. I want to please you and pleasure you.”

She reached up and took his hand, bringing his palm to her lips and kissing it tenderly. “I have much to learn. Teach me, Weston.”

Elise watched as Weston stood and stripped off his clothing. Her eyes followed his every move until he was bare to his waist. His muscled chest looked like a sculpture from one of the Greek masters. He sat and removed his boots and trousers, tossing them aside. His stockings followed. She looked at the broad back and shoulders and couldn’t help but reach up to stroke the smooth, warm flesh.

He turned toward her and lay next to her, their limbs entwining as they kissed deeply. His kisses stirred a fire within her, her body’s heat matching his. Desire filled her. She kissed him with all the love in her heart, still reeling that this man loved her as she did him. She nuzzled his throat and nipped at it as he’d done to her. His groans and hands tightening on her body let her know he enjoyed it.

Weston kissed his way to her breasts and then labored over each one, devoting equal time to both as he licked and sucked and fondled them. Boldness filled her and she kissed his chest, her hands moving over hard muscle. His nipples were flat, so unlike hers, but she found them tender to her touch and her tongue. Elise became another person, courageously touching and tasting him. Her heart pounded fiercely and her blood sang as it poured through her veins. Still, they kissed, his hands gliding along the curves of her body as if they were meant to always do so.

His fingers returned to the place between her legs, pushing inside her and driving her into a frenzy. The intense feelings drove her to new heights and she felt as if she climbed a mountain and touched the sun as warmth explode through her and the waves crested and fell, over and over. Then Weston hovered above her and Elise knew he was ready to join with her. It had always been something she endured with Norwood but this time was different.

He pushed into her, kissing her deeply, filling her until she didn’t know where she ended and he began. Then he began moving, teasing, convincing her to join in the dance. She worried she didn’t know how but as