“And I must learn these differences myself with no help from you?”
He knew she had been confused when he walked away but he had done so for her own good. Holding out his hand toward her, Daniel was pleased when she placed hers in it and moved to kneel before him. “Married couples are not supposed to spend too much time together or show undue interest in each other.” Daniel opened her hand and traced the fine lines of her palm.
“I do not yet understand society. It is filled with nuances and intrigues, all carefully masked behind a smooth, polished façade.”
“Very aptly put, Duchess.”
“But I think any rule that does not allow a husband and wife to spend time together is a very foolish one, indeed.”
“As do I,” Daniel said, realizing he meant every word. Leaning forward he touched his lips to hers. “In future, I think we shall forgo that particular rule and make up our own.”
“I would not have you change just for me, Daniel. It will take me time to understand all the rules, but I am sure with guidance from you, Grandmother, Simon, and Claire I will catch on.”
“I do not want you to change, Eva” Daniel said, knowing it was the truth. “And I do not want to spend the night avoiding you, either, so we will create our own rules.”
“Yes, I would like that.”
Her skin was beautiful in this light. So smooth, he thought, running a finger down her cheek.
“We need to address the issue of Huxley, Eva. I do not want him near you again, not after his behavior at Stratton. He is a threat to you and if he does not keep his distance I will take measures to ensure he does.”#p#分页标题#e#
“Please - ” she pressed a finger to his lips “ - I do not want to talk of Lord Huxley tonight.”
Usually he could read her like a book; every thought that came and went through her head was there for Daniel to see. However, as she lowered her lids and a soft smile formed on her lips, Daniel realized he was at a loss to understand what was going through her head.
“Very well we will leave it for tonight, but we will talk further soon.”
Eva wanted to forget about Gilbert Huxley and her father and the things they would demand of her. Tonight she would think only of Daniel and how he made her feel. She knew he was naked beneath the black robe because he slept that way. She’d felt the heated planes of muscle on his chest as she kissed him. The contact with her breasts made her shiver. But he made no move to touch her. His hands lay on his thighs - big fingers splayed on the fabric of his robe.
Eva had never taken the lead in their lovemaking; he had always made sure she found her pleasure before finding his own. She had never seduced him, touched him as he had touched her, kissed him as he…dear Lord, she thought, keeping her gaze on his. Did she dare kiss him…everywhere? Still on her knees she touched her lips to the strong line of his jaw. Slowly she kissed and nibbled the length of his ear, tracing its shell with her tongue.
“Christ, Eva!” Daniel moaned as she blew softly on his now damp lobe, as he had often done to her. Ignoring his words, she moved to his neck and down to his chest. Pushing his robe aside, she kissed the small indentation under his throat.
He was burning alive. Each touch of her lips made his body tighten. She was a siren, a goddess of pleasure sent to torment him, and she’d only started on his neck. He would be dead by the time she reached his… Dear God, surely she wouldn’t...
Stroking the heated flesh, Eva moved her lips to his nipples, then took one into her mouth. His body was clenched beneath her. She felt bold as she touched and stroked him, her body responding to his as he became more aroused. Untying the belt at his waist, she then pushed the material aside.
“I… It would not be wise to… Mother of God!” Daniel groaned as she took his aching length into her hands and began to kiss her way down his stomach. Her fingers enclosed him softly, and then she started to stroke him. Her tentative touches drove him to the brink. “I think that is enough...”
Eva kissed the smooth tip between her fingers, stroking her tongue over the swollen flesh and around the silken head.
Daniel couldn’t see; he was sure for the first time in his adult life he had blacked out, so exquisite was the pleasure of her mouth on him. He was going to disgrace himself if he didn’t find the strength to take control soon. Her mouth eased over the throbbing head and down the shaft where she glided her lips up and down the taunt length, once, twice…it was pure pleasure bordering pain. Daniel bore it as long as he could then reached for her.
“But, Daniel…” Eva cried as he lifted her to stand before him.