Ruin Me Please (46 page)

He was stunned at the knowledge that she was presenting
her high pert breast solely
to
him
, h
o
n
ored that
no other man would lay eyes upon her
flawless body. 

“Don’t
,
”
h
e
boomed
, stopping her hands from covering her nakedness
. 
His scorch
ing gaze
ap
peased
her self-consciousness
.
“You are pe
r
fection.”
 
Who would have thought that so tiny a woman would have
such
a
body
?

Beads of perspiration popped out on his f
orehead when
he
carefully
set his
tanned hands to her
milky white
breast, a
sharp contrast to the translucent skin of her body. 
They filled his palms per
fectly,
knead
ing
her,
examining their weight
,
the
smoothness of her skin teas
ing
his finge
r
tips
her erect rosy nipples poking
erotically
into his flesh
.

Looking into her eyes, he drew in a
nother
shuddering breath. 
“Strange as it may sound to you, I have never beheld anything
so beaut
i
ful in all my life.”

Her
breasts were
swollen and aching.  Arching, pressing
her flesh more fully into his palms.  Every
nerve ending
sparked to life as she watched his rough fingers
pinching and
tu
g
ging on her rosy nipples.
 
Her limbs grew
liquid, wea
k, and h
er skin glisten
ed
from the hot
,
damp room.

His mouth clamped hotly over the sensitive bud
, tasting
the
salty-sweetness of her
se
n
sitive peak.
  She felt the bite of his teeth on her soft flesh, lavishing worshipful attention, licking and suckling hungrily.
 

The suction of his mouth shot p
owerful
tremors
straight to her core in a combination of pleasure and pain
. 
She no lo
nger had control of her body,
completely under his co
m
mand. 
She panted unable to catch her breath
, absorbing the delicious heat
that was em
a
na
ting from his masterful touch.

She was melting.

She was on fire.

She was burning up.

She felt molten as if she were about to ex
plode like a volc
a
no.

One large hand slid
low over her rib cage, stroking down over her
soft belly
, a guttural groan escaping his lips as he encountered
the damp curls at the juncture of her thighs. Sliding his
finger along her damp folds
al
lowing
her a moment to grow accustomed to h
is intimate touch.

S
hamelessly
she
w
r
iggl
ed
against his finger seeking more
of his exquisite torture
.  Her fingers twisted in his shirt as she moaned loudly.
 
Pleasure
churned
low in her belly
as he
probed her entrance
, then slowly inserted
one finger an
d
then a second deeply into her
.  He stroked her---ins
ide where she was slick and hot. 
His
thumb stroked back and forth across the nub of
her desire in a steady rhythm.

He was d
esperate for more, eager to claim her fully, yet not ready to do so. 
Knowing damn well that a true gentleman would not proceed without at least some kind of an unde
r
standing,
a longing he harbored inside himself and he hadn’t
realized it until this moment.

Declan claimed h
er lips in a hot searing kiss
at the same time she exploded.  Her
ragged cr
ies of passion
es
caped
her as she reached her release. 

B
ur
ying
her face against his shoulder as the waves subsided and she
slumped
limply
against him.  Stunned once again by the pleasure he had given
.

Running
his hands soothingly over her back in slow steady circles
,
Declan
w
hisper
ed
words of
comfort in her ear.

Raising her
head,
she placed a te
nder kiss on his chin.  Her palm
lay
softly o
ver his
stea
d
ily
beat
ing
heart.

He p
laced a kiss on her already swollen lips
, resting his cheek on top of her head
.
  Not wanting to recall the last time he had felt something so emotionally overpowering.  The day his brother died was one of the
worst days of his life and h
e prided himself on having stringently maintained his emo
tional d
e
fenses since that day.
  Poppy was one
by one knocking them all down
h
is heart aching
less
with each meeting
.

Poppy’s hand innocently explored the hard planes of his chest
as s
he placed one of her hands on her own breast intrigued by their obvious differences.

Seeing her hand caressing her own breast was
one of the most erotic sights
Declan had ever beheld.  His breathing became
shallower
,
watch
ing
her innocent exploration.

She trailed
her
fingers
down his chest over his taught belly
until she finally
reach
ed
his swollen manhood
iron-hard
against her
palm
. 
She stroked
her hand up and down the length of him through his breeches.
E
nthralled with the mysteries of his man
ly
body, she glanced up at him through lowered lids, w
hispering huskily, “I do
n’t
know what to do
?
”
 
A
sm
ile flittered across her lips.

Gritting his teeth against the onslaught of sensations pulsating throughout his body
, he
tensed
.
“Believe me, you are doing just fine
.
”

With laughter in her voice, “I feel so alive but at the same time I also feel like I do not have any bones left in my body
.  It’s
s
uch a peculiar feeling.”
S
he bit
the inside of her cheek,
cock
ing
her head to study him.
 

The gentl
e pressure of her hand
squeezing his turgid length was more arousing then any strenuous sex acts he had ever experienced. 
He let his head fall back;
watch
ing
through hoo
d
ed eyes,
the light curious touch of her fingers teased him through his breeches. 
He
was
en
jo
y
ing
watching the
multitude of
expre
s
sion
s
spread
over
her face as she explored his length
.

Reticently
looking into his
eyes,
she asked.  “Can I see you?  I have never seen a naked man before.”  Her skin flushed with anticipation.  “Ple
ase?”  She practically begged.
“You have seen me.”

Clenching his jaw, Declan reached for and caught her wrist.  “Poppy, if we do not stop now, I don’t think I
will be able to later.”

“But I do not want to stop
,” she
grumbled.  “
Must we?”
  Her lips turned down in a pre
t
ty pout.

Reluctantly removing her hand, he carefully placed her on th
e cushion beside him, ta
k
ing
possession of her lips in a kiss t
hat stole her breath
, savoring her innocence
. 
R
e
luctantly
, he
releas
ed
her mouth and
lifted
the bodice of her dress to cover her magnificent bo
s
om.

“I want to experience everything with you, make no mistake.” 
He s
oftly kiss
ed
her nose
. 
“I want to spend hours with you completely naked in my arms.” 
He s
oftly kiss
ed
her cheek
.
 
“
I want to touch every inch of your magnificent little body.” 
He s
oftly kiss
ed
her lips, eliciting
a
groan
that emphasized
his desire.  “But our first time making love will not be quic
k
ly on a sofa where we could be discovered at any moment.” 
He s
lowly kiss
ed
her lips again.  “It will be in the
softest bed on
the most sumptuous silk sheets and you have my word t
hat it will not be over quickly.
”

“Kiss me again, Declan,” she whispered.

And he did.  P
ull
ing her close he crushed her
lips
beneath his.

“Once we are
married you can see me as often as you would like.”
  He threw out casua
l
ly.

“Married?”  Poppy’s voice was devoid of emotion.  “I told you I wasn’t marrying for an
y
thing less than love.”

“I know you want children
,
Poppy,” Declan reminded.  “I’ve seen you with the children in the
school
.”

“That’s true, but that doesn’t mean that I am going to marry you just because we…”
Poppy
shook her head trying to think of the word, “…you know
.”  She waved her hand around.

“Of course it does.”  Declan frowned.  “Gently bred ladies do not
---y
ou know
,” he threw her words back.  “Especially if
they are not marr
ied
.”

“Yet, gentlem
en can?”  She raised one brow.

“It’s completely different.”

“
Don’t take this unkindly, Declan, but
t
his
,
” Indicating the two of them, “i
s not enough for me to marry.”

Declan stood with a shocked look on his face.
  “Why are you being difficult?”

She pulled her hand from his.
“
I’ll leave through
the breakfast room and
you can
go around through the garden.” 
With
that,
she spun around and
made
her way to the door.