The Unexpected Wife - Jess Michaels Page 0,46

last he let his tongue join his thumb in torment. And then just his tongue, around and around her clitoris. Never stopping, never ceasing. He wanted her to come, hard and fast. He wanted her to see immediately and without question, that she deserved pleasure. That any man who touched her should give her this without hesitation.

She lifted against him, her head lolling back and forth on the pillows, her feet flexing against the settee, her hips surging to meet the strokes of his tongue. She began to shake, his breath coming shorter and faster, and then, with a guttural gasp of relief, she shattered.

Celeste had come before, at her own hand, both before and after her marriage. But this…this was something entirely different. The wall of pleasure that Owen built with his magical tongue was so high she almost feared it bursting, and when it did?

She couldn’t control herself. Her entire body quaked as she covered her mouth with her hand to smother her moans and cries. On and on he went, tormenting her through the crisis, drawing out every drop of release from her until she was weak against the settee, residual trembles rocking her even as he lifted his head and smiled at her.

“Do I live?” she asked breathlessly.

He laughed, and in this moment of pure vulnerability it felt so good. Erasmus had always been so dire about sex, had always treated it like this solemn duty neither of them could ever truly enjoy.

But as Owen moved to cover her, he seemed just as pleased as she was. Just as light as she was, and he hadn’t even had his own release.

“Let me check,” he said, and bent his head to take her lips. She tasted herself on him, and her laughter faded as he deepened the kiss. She sank into the wicked flavor of pleasure, letting her hands travel to his hips, pressing there as she lifted into him.

He pulled away from her mouth. “Little minx, I definitely want the very thing you are seeking. But if all you want today is to come beneath my tongue, I can wait.”

Her eyes went wide as she stared up at him. “What if I can’t wait?”

“Then I’m happy to serve. Very happy. Incredibly happy and very relieved.”

He kissed her again, then sat up and unfastened his trousers. She sat up with him, holding her breath as he let the fall front drop away, and there he was.

“Oh my,” she whispered, unable to stop herself from reaching out to touch him. He bent his head back with a garbled moan as she took him in hand and stroked.

He was hard as steel, the skin soft as velvet, and she had never wanted a man so much in her life. She shook with it as she smoothed her fingers across his length, loving the surge of him against her palm, loving the tension in his face when she looked up at him and marked every reaction to her touch.

He stood, pulling away from her as he did so, and shed the trousers entirely. She had the wildest, most wicked urge to lick him like he’d licked her, but before she could, he dropped onto the settee on his knees, pressing her back with his weight as he kissed her.

She opened her legs wider and he settled there, but to her surprise he didn’t just thrust into her and take. Instead he focused on her mouth and on smoothing his fingers through her hair. She felt liquid, languid in his arms, all her troubles melted away, all her tension forgotten because he was there and he would make it right. Make her forget. Make her whole.

“Ready?” he whispered, his hand trailing between them, positioning himself at her entrance.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she murmured, the same word over and over because her mind had no other words, no other thoughts, no other needs but having this man.

He smiled, but the smile quickly faded as he slid his cock into her body. Inch by inch, he took, filling her completely as he let out a low, heavy moan of pleasure.

It had been months since she’d done this. It had always been uncomfortable, and she’d been bracing herself for the same, ready to revel in the pleasure that had come before and endure the rest. But there was no enduring what he was doing.

He filled her completely and she felt…alive. Every nerve ending in her body was stimulated, firing at once until there was nothing