you to my bedroom. I’ve never had a woman there and I’m keen to see you spread out on my bed. I’d undress you, of course, until you were in just your stockings. Then I want to feel your silk-covered feet digging into my back as I’m tonguing your pussy.”
She inhaled sharply, her lids sweeping closed on a wave of lust so strong that she nearly moaned. She’d never heard anyone speak such words. She should probably feel appalled or embarrassed. Marginally horrified. Yet, she loved it.
The devil kept going. “I want to suck on your clit until you come on my tongue. I want to lap up your juices and smell your sweetness until I’m drowning in it.”
God in heaven, she could almost imagine it. She’d seen the cards under Florence’s bed, so she knew adults fornicated in many different positions. Never had she considered the possibility of him putting his mouth between her legs. Was this something all couples performed?
While she may not have known about it a few minutes ago, her body now longed for it. She and Billy hadn’t done more than some kissing and casual groping. Orgasms had taken place in her bed at night, alone. What would it feel like if someone else pleasured you? Was it better?
Something told her Jack would be very, very good at it.
She shuddered and sighed, her body melting into his. “I want that, too.”
He straightened, nearly sending her off his lap and onto the floor. “You . . . what?”
“Oh, is it selfish of me to ask for it? Should I offer to—?”
“No! Jesus fuck, allowing me to pleasure you would be the greatest gift I’ve ever received.” Slipping his free hand under her knees, he stood in one fluid motion and began carrying her toward the stairs. “Asking for what you want is not selfish. None of this is about who wins or loses. We don’t keep score. If any man ever tries to tell you otherwise, he deserves to be beaten.”
“Are you really taking me to your bedroom?” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Am I about to see where the legendary Jack Mulligan sleeps?”
He started up the main staircase. “Other than the maids and me, you will be the only other person to see it.”
“And they say you aren’t romantic.”
His laugh echoed off the intricate plaster ceilings. “Cara, I am about to show you more romance than your little body can possibly handle.”
“More romance than I can handle? Goodness, someone is full of hyperbole tonight.”
Jack grinned as he managed the rest of the steps. Christ, his little do-gooder had spirit. He’d show her. Never once had he made an idle threat. If it killed him tonight, she’d regret taunting him. No mercy.
At the landing, he hurried to the large master suite in the back of the house. His bedroom was dark, full of the shadows he preferred. Tonight, however, he needed to see, to catch every moment of her pleasure. He didn’t want to miss a single second of it.
So he placed Justine on the bed and went to the windows, throwing open the drapes. Moonlight filtered in, brightening the room just enough for his memories and her comfort.
Once on the bed, he reached for her, pulled her close to him and kissed her. Gently at first, until she softened, her lips growing hot and eager, and then he slipped his tongue in her mouth, desperate to taste her. The kiss dragged on, their bodies flush, and he had to keep from grinding his erection into her thigh. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this worked up.
She was actually here. In his bedroom. Where he’d brought himself off many times merely thinking about her. It was too fantastic to believe.
She rubbed her toes against his shins in the most delicious way. He couldn’t wait to feel those silk stockings on his back and shoulders in a few minutes. He paused, panting above her mouth. “May I undress you?” When she hesitated, he said, “It’s fine to change your mind, you know.”
“I haven’t changed my mind. I’ve been thinking about this for a while.”
Oh, these were thoughts he needed to hear. In great detail. “You have? And what exactly have you been thinking about?”
“You told me you’d make all my darkest dreams come true.” She scraped her teeth over his bottom lip. “I spent a lot of time imagining what that might entail.”
He cupped her breast through her clothing, pleased when she arched