Page 16 of Not His Usual Style (Diamonds of London #10)

“This is a horrible idea,” he whispered between kisses.

Tori drew her lips down the side of his neck.

Dear God, he was naked and she was in his arms!

“At times, Montague, horrible ideas are all we have.” When she drew her gaze down the length of his body, he shivered, and she rather liked that feeling of power.

“But sometimes, they offer the only solace.” This man would have been the perfect match for her, yet he wasn’t free, and if this was the only way she could have him, to know him intimately for a fleeting second, then so be it.

Lady Sarah would have to share with her, especially since if what the earl said was true and she had her own lover, this was tit for tat.

Wasn’t it?

“I have no argument with that logic.” The next time he kissed her, the hard, hot length of his shaft pressed urgently into her belly. “Do you wish to continue?”

“I…” She roved her gaze over his body, and there was much heat in her cheeks, for she never thought to be in this position unless it was with Louis.

“Bid me nay, Victoria, and I’ll leave you still an innocent.” Nothing but honesty reflected in his eyes. “I’m not that big of a cad to take you by force.”

Her heart trembled, and she nodded. “Yes, please continue, for I want you. And that is God’s honest truth.”

“You are so different from many women I’ve met.”

“Is that a compliment?” Though anticipation crawled through her veins, she let him lay her down on the sofa, much like she was last night, except this time, she lounged backward against the decorative pillow.

When her legs slightly parted, his gaze went down her body to linger on that most private part of her.

“Yes, quite a compliment.” He joined her on the sofa, and when he covered her body with his, she sighed. “You are as gorgeous today as you were last night.”

Had he ever said that to Lady Sarah? “Says the man who is much like a statue of a Greek God.” Tori slid her hands up his chest in an effort to explore at least part of his form, and when her fingers slipped through the hair there, he hissed in response.

“This is like nothing I’ve ever imagined.

” Her voice caught. “It’s far more than that, simply heavenly, truly. ”

A chuckle escaped his throat. “I’m happy to teach you anything you wish to know.”

One tryst wouldn’t be enough. “Good.” With a knee between her legs, he spread open her thighs and then settled in the cradle of her hips, and the weight of him was amazing. “Honestly, I want to learn… everything.”

“Ah, Victoria, how you tempt me.” Once more, he claimed her lips, and with each meeting of those two pieces of flesh, the desire and connection between them grew.

Perhaps this was merely a search for an outlet from everything that had happened over the past two days, but she didn’t care.

As his hardened length twitched at her hip and she continued to explore his chest and back with her fingertips, Tori gave herself over to the moment.

“This is insanity,” she whispered between bouts of kissing whatever part of him she could reach.

“I met you yesterday.” Perhaps once he bedded her, the tension and throbbing need would leave her, and they could return to their previous lives.

Then she could concentrate on the necklace.

Yet even as those thoughts circled, she knew that taking this first step would send her tumbling down a path that would surely lead to heartbreak.

I will risk it for this experience.

A moan escaped her when he dragged his lips down the side of her neck. At her collarbones, he licked the hollow between them, and when she tried to caress him, he tsked his tongue. Catching her wrists in his hands, he once more shoved her arms above her head.

“Let me guide this coupling, show you how glorious intercourse can be,” he said in a whisper as he palmed her breasts. “So damned perfect.”

“I… Oh…” Tori curled her fingers into the pillow at her head.

“Grey, I…” Her back arched with every pass of his fingers.

Each time he rubbed them over her nipples, she shivered.

When he took one of those stiff peaks into his mouth, suckled it, worried it with the tip of his tongue, she moaned.

“I thought last night was wonderful, but this…” Words failed her, for the sensations he invoked in her were so overwhelming.

“This is only the beginning.” He chuckled into the crook of her shoulders. The longer he played with her nipples—stroking, teasing, sucking, biting—the more she was convinced she would just separate from her body and fly away.

At her soft cry from his exuberance, he quickly soothed the flesh with his tongue until she moaned and writhed beneath him.

“Please stop… No, don’t, I need more.” And she nearly expired when he began his torture all over again.

It still wasn’t enough. “Let me touch you,” she managed to gasp while resting a hand on his chest. “I need a distraction.” And if this was the only time she would have him, she wanted… everything.

“While that would be lovely, I fear your touch will only send me over the edge sooner, and I am trying to make this first time memorable for you and not embarrassing for me.”

“Are you always so stubborn?” As she spoke, Tori curled one hand about his nape, guided him to a nipple while she caressed her free hand up and down his arm.

A moan escaped him. “No doubt. Just ask Sarah. She’s always in a temper with me.” His attempt at a chuckle fell far short, for they both knew how wrong this was.

“Perhaps we should—”

“No. I need this as much as you do.” Grey glided a hand slowly down her body, between her breasts, down her torso, over her abdomen to bury his fingers into her curls. “Tell me you want me.”

“Can you not guess?” She sucked in a breath when he eased those digits along flesh slick with arousal.

“Oh!” A surprised cry was poorly muffled when he uncovered that tiny bud at her center that would make her world catch fire.

Memories of what he’d done to her last night came tumbling back, and that worked to build the excitement now.

“So damned tempting.” He kissed her lips while he continued to worry her button with varying degrees of friction.

“You are going to drive me to madness!” Her hips bucked off the sofa, which caused his engorged length to bump the inside of a thigh. “Grey, oh heavens.” She dug her fingernails into his shoulder.

He hissed, in either pain or a way to prolong spending, she didn’t know. “That is the point. I want to see you come again.”

“I won’t last long.” A moan escaped her. Tori pulled slightly away, breaking the kiss, but he continued with his torment.

“Fall for me.” He licked her bottom lip. “Fly.”

Before she could form words, she gasped and her body went taut. “Grey!” The release rolled over her form, and temporarily, she felt as if she were flying through time and space while her core convulsed with contractions that sent wonderful pleasure through every nerve ending.

“Ah, Victoria, you were made for this.”

“Gammon,” she managed to whisper as he settled between her legs. She clutched at his upper arms in an effort to pull him closer. “It is you who has made me thus.”

“If only I was granted more hours to explore your body…” He rested the bulk of his weight on his elbows and stared into her eyes, but there was infinite sadness in his dark depths.

“Grey, is something amiss?” The concern in her whisper went straight to his stones.

“No, in fact it is all too right.” Yet the emotions didn’t clear.

Oddly enough, she understood what he felt, and it was impossible. With sunshine streaming in through the windows, anticipation buzzed through her veins. She rested her hands on his shoulders. “There is still a restlessness inside.”

“You’re certain? There could be consequences.”

She couldn’t be bothered with reality just now. For better or for worse, there was no going back from this. “Yes. I want you.”

“Wrap your legs around my waist.” When she did so, his shaft slid along her folds. He took her lips the same time he guided the head of his member to her opening. Slowly, ever so slowly, he penetrated her body but didn’t go so far as to claim her.

She pulled her head back and broke the kiss. “Grey?” Why did he stop? She couldn’t keep steeling herself for the pain that never came.

He rested his forehead against hers. “How can this one thing feel so right but be so wrong at the same time?”

“The fact you’re conflicted tells me you are a good man, and I’m the one who should beg Lady Sarah’s forgiveness.”

“For you, there is nothing to forgive. I pushed you into this.”

Poor man. “I am not the sort of woman to steal another’s man, so this has to be the last time you and I do anything like this.” She held his gaze. “Agree, Grey, you must.”

With a huff, he nodded. “Agreed. This is our one-off scandal.”

“And hope the gossips don’t get wind of it.” That would be devastating for them both, but him more so. “If this is the only time we come together, I won’t bid you nay. This is our time.”

She could nurse heartbreak later, if that was what would follow.

“Hold onto me.” He gripped her hips then with a forceful thrust penetrated her as deep as he could go, not stopping until he’d broken through her maidenhead and impaled her. “Dear God, you are so damned tight, good.”

A few tears prickled in her eyes at the quick burst of pain, but it soon faded as she wriggled her hips against his.

“I understand now why this act is something everyone wants, and why the dragons of society work to keep couples apart.” The potential scandal was worth…

everything, for it was amazing being joined together with him.

“Society can go hang.” As he nuzzled the crook of her shoulder, he pulled out, and with a powerful flex of his hips, Grey plunged back inside. “Amazing.” Awe threatened through his voice as he paused again.