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A flush moved over her chest and into her cheeks. “Do stop. I don’t need the flattery, you know.”

“That doesn’t mean a woman shouldn’t have it, for you are gorgeous.” And he rather thought he’d land in a spot of bother far sooner than he’d thought.

“Why the delay?” Annoyance went through her voice. She scrambled to her knees then lunged at him, knocking him onto his back. “If you aren’t going to start things off then I gladly will. I’m curious regardless.”

“Ah, how intriguing. What do you have in mind?” He cocked an eyebrow, but that apparently further annoyed her, for Caroline came over him, claimed his lips with an open-mouthed kiss that sent his senses reeling.

Never in his most carnal imaginings could he have known this headstrong woman would have willingly partnered with him or given herself to him in such a manner.

It humbled the hell out of him.

She delivered a nip to the underside of his jaw then blatantly brushed her breasts along his chest. “Hmm…”

Dear God , the sensation of that skin-to-skin contact! When he reached for her, she batted his hands away.

Then the maddening woman nibbled and licked a path down his chest and over his abdomen while dancing the fingers of one hand along his hip. Then she plucked the buttons of his frontfalls until one by one, they released from their holes.

For the space of a few heartbeats, their gazes locked, but the second she took down his frontfalls, Caroline winked at him, moved to kneel between his bent knees, and then she leaned forward and took the tip of his hardened member into her mouth.

“Shit, Caro, I…!” He had no choice other than to let her have her way, so he widened his legs to give her more room to play.

While he watched her, she took more of his length into the warm cavern of her mouth, and as she did that, she wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the base of his shaft.

It was both heaven and hell, made even more erotic for the fact that each time he thrust upward, he was able to see his prick move in and out, observe her puckered lips as they slid along his erection.

As she worked, a few locks of her black hair fell from its pins to brush his abdomen, which added another layer to the torture she inflicted.

As she explored the back of his thigh, his buttock, she cupped his stones, held them firmly in her palm.

Without ceasing, Caroline worked him over, sliding up and down his length and twisted her hand as she went.

Wild sensations streaked through him. Felix’s pulse pounded in his ears in time to the throbbing in his length, and still he thrust. When she hummed her approval, apparently enjoying herself, he nearly lost his grip on reality.

“Leave off,” he whispered, but his voice was graveled with emotion and strain. “I’m going to explode.”

She came off his length with mischief in her eyes. “No more?”

“When I come tonight it will be buried in your body not down your throat.” When she frowned, he quickly left the sofa only as long as it took to remove his shoes, hosiery, and evening breeches.

Then he joined her once more, held her hips in a strong grasp, and proceeded to devour her as she’d done to him.

The moment he coaxed her nubbin out of hiding, he suckled that bud, teased it with unrelenting friction from his tongue until she squirmed.

God, she was as sweet now as she’d been the night at the pond.

“Oh, yes,” she whispered in delight and then alternately begged him to stop. Her hands were in his hair, tugging, pulling, pushing as he worked her over. In no time at all, she broke from his ministrations, and those half-stifled shouts mixed with moans were the sweetest sounds to his ears.

“At least when we are like this, you aren’t grouchy.” Between panting gasps, she took hold of his upper arms and dragged him up and over her body.

“Odd, hmm?” He propped himself on his elbows while lying all too easily between her bent knees.

“I need you.” Honesty shone in her eyes, with a hint of vulnerability he understood all too well. “Please. It has been a trying week or so with a steep learning curve.”

“Indeed, it has.” Felix cupped her head between his palms, threading his fingers into her hair.

“This is…” Again, he couldn’t summon the proper words, so he stopped trying.

Instead, he claimed her mouth with firm intent and treated her to long, drugging kisses that went deeper and harder each time, robbing them both of breath.

When she clutched his shoulders and molded herself to his body, he continued at his leisure, keeping her trapped within the cage of his arms .

With a soft sound of approval at the back of her throat, Caroline smoothed her hands down his back. Her fingers danced over his arse cheeks, dared to pinch one, and the sensations nearly made him come prematurely.

“Damnation!” Need streaked through his member and tingled in his stones. “When did you become such a wanton, daring woman?”

“Perhaps it’s the company I’ve been keeping,” she murmured with a lick to the column of his neck. “We rub on well together.”

“In more ways than one.” His chuckle rang with conceit, and he didn’t care. Moving slightly downward, he spent the next several moments fondling, licking, nipping, and suckling the erect, rosy nipples that never failed to tempt him.

Caroline’s back arched. “More.” She wrapped a hand around his neck and pressed him closer, her breathing shallowed. “This is incredible.”

The passion-laden whisper stoked the fire in his blood into infernos.

His shaft throbbed painfully, but he would make this session last as long as he could.

Once again, he paused merely to stare at her.

Those lips—kiss-swollen and slightly parted—coupled with her eyes darkened with passion as she peered back made quite the memorable picture. “I will remember you always like this.”

“Ah, because the house party is coming to a conclusion and you’ll leave tomorrow.” It wasn’t a question.

“Er... Uh… I can perhaps delay my departure.”

“Oh!” Caroline’s smile had his world tilting. She wriggled beneath him, sighing when he settled more comfortably in the cradle between her thighs.

Truly, he was headed for proper trouble, but he caught her hands in his and brought them up over her head, pressing them to the leather sofa. At the same time, he rubbed the head of his shaft along her flesh to flirt with her opening. Slowly, to tease and torment, he thrust into her tight passage.

“This is wonderful.” She attempted to free her hands, but he threaded their fingers together and held her steady. With a tiny huff, she canted her hips, sending him deeper. “I could become addicted to this.”

The admission caused his heart to skip a beat. “Good.” The second he pulled out, he penetrated her all over again, just as slowly as before even though the friction hurtled him closer to the edge.

She matched his movements and soon they worked together in a leisurely, unhurried rhythm that brought mutual pleasure but in a deliciously exaggerated fashion. This was still new between them, and there was much to explore .

Moans broke the silence. Sweat rolled down his back and along his skin. And still, he didn’t hasten his thrusts. Neither did he close his eyes. He held her gaze, lost himself in those blue pools, and that intensified connection gave a renewed edge to every jolt of bliss that shot through his veins.

Huge spot of bother.

“Felix…” As she wriggled her hips, he merely grinned. She tightened her fingers in his. “I’m almost breaking apart.” She thrashed her head back and forth.

“That is the idea.” Need swept up his shaft. Release was near. “Since I want the release as well, I shall grant your request.” He increased his pace. Each thrust went deep, penetrated hard, and irrevocably joined them. “Caro…” Desperation ravaged his voice. It wouldn’t be long.

“I know.” She drew her legs toward her chest. A keening wail escaped her lips instead of words. Her eyes closed. The tremors flooding her body transferred to him and further dragged him into the storm they’d both created. “Almost there.” Her breathing changed to pants.

Urgency tightened his stones, making them heavy and pulling close to his shaft. Awareness raced up his length. This woman is mine.

Then he gave himself completely to her. He thrust once.

Twice.

Three times he stroked as deep as he could and thrice, she canted her hips, meeting him.

They stared into each other’s eyes, and he swore he exchanged a piece of his soul with hers as ethereal light wrapped around them.

A scream ripped from her throat before she muffled it by biting her bottom lip as she clutched him closer.

Her inner muscles fluttered around him, squeezing his length, drawing out his descent into madness.

Felix was completely lost, but he stifled his own shout and thrust deep one last time.

His grasp on reality shattered, and he was thrown into a hard release that shot him into the heavens for brief seconds.

“I never thought attending a damn house party could have ever been this… interesting,” he whispered against the shell of her ear while he ground his hips into hers in an effort to prolong the sensations.

Still, he craved that connection even as he released her hands and collapsed on top of her body.

Her breathing warmed the side of his face and neck. “I rather agree.” She took a shuddering sigh and relaxed beneath him. A few silent minutes passed before she spoke again.

“There is something I would say to you.” After brushing his lips over hers, he rolled to his side but left their legs tangled together. Finding her gaze, he held it. “It wasn’t a lie that my heart nearly stopped when you went out that window.”

“It was easily the most frightening time of my life, even more so than being trapped in an enclosed space.”