Jasper tugged off his boots, one at a time, all the while his gaze remained fixed on Katherine.
She followed his every movement; a becoming pink blush bathed her cheeks. He threw the gleaming black Hessians atop his now rumpled jacket upon the floor, and hovered at the edge of the bed.
Don’t do this.
Yours is a marriage of convenience.
Your heart is dead.
This is a betrayal of Lydia.
…Only
…It felt like none of those things.
As he lowered himself beside Katherine’s still form, a sense of absolute rightness besieged his senses.
Katherine scrambled up right, and pushed herself to her knees. “Jasper,” she whispered.
He came up beside her. “Yes, Katherine?”
She blinked. Her gaze fell to his chest. The pink hue of her cheeks flamed red. “I d-don’t know,” she stammered. “I don’t know what I’d intended to say. I just—”
Jasper kissed her to silence.
Her body went taut in his arms, and then her slim arms climbed up his neck. Katherine angled her head, allowing him better access to her mouth. He slipped his tongue inside. All the while he worked the long row of buttons down the back of her gown. One popped off. He cursed and wrenched his mouth from hers.
Katherine moaned in protest.
He turned her and kissed the exposed flesh of her neck and continued his efforts with the impossibly small buttons. He cursed when another popped free.
“I never want to see you in another gown of buttons,” he rasped, and then he gave a gentle tug. Tiny, pearl buttons showered the bed and rolled to the floor with a tiny thud. He gently divested her of her gown, baring her chemise-clad frame.
Jasper groaned. He closed his eyes and counted to ten, praying to a God he’d ceased to believe in, for patience from ripping that flimsy garment apart and mounting her like a wild beast until he found surcease in her tight, moist heat.
“Are you all right, Jasper?” Tentative fingers brushed the muscles of his forearm. They leapt under Katherine’s gentle touch.
Jasper opened his eyes, and with a desperate groan pulled her to him. He lowered Katherine to the mattress, pulling the chemise over her head. He tossed it to the floor where it joined his garments.
Pink.
The tips of her perfectly shaped breasts were a delicate shade of pink. Jasper closed his mouth around one of the buds.
Katherine gasped. He expected she’d pull back in maidenly modesty. Not his Katherine. He should know how very unlike anyone else his Katherine was. She tangled her fingers in his hair and held him close. “Oh, Jasper. That feels delicious,” she moaned.#p#分页标题#e#
Her words fueled his ardor. He pulled back and removed his breeches, kicking them to the floor, and then moved his ministrations to the peak of her other breast. Jasper captured the bud between his fingers, and he gently rolled the tender flesh until Katherine’s eyes widened, and she arched and twisted wildly underneath him.
A primitive growl climbed up his throat, and he worked a hand between her legs. His fingers delved into the thatch of brown curls. He parted her folds and explored her center. A groan rumbled up from his chest. She dripped honeyed heat, coating his fingers with her desire.
He slid a finger inside her, and she gasped. “Jasper.” He responded by sliding another deep inside.
His wife clenched her legs about his hand and arched into his caress.
The thin thread he desperately clung to, slipped. Moisture beaded at his brow, as he battled four years’ worth of self-control.
He moved over Katherine’s writhing form and inserted his knee between her thighs. He pressed his hardened shaft against her center, and propped on his elbows, frozen above her.
Oh, God. I’m going to lose control. I’ve wanted you for so long, Katherine.
“Jasper,” she moaned, arching against him.
“Forgive me,” he whispered.
He plunged into her hot heat. Wet, warmth closed around him, drawing him in until he wanted to forever lose himself inside her.
Katherine cried out, and a spasm of pain contorted her face.
He froze, forcing himself to stop, when all he wanted with every fiber of his worthless being was to plunge deeper inside her, over and over again until he spilled his seed at long last…
A pained groan ripped from inside him.
“Jasper, are y-you all right?”
He chuckled at Katherine’s breathless concern. His large shaft had her stretched to full, and she should worry after him?
Jasper placed a kiss at her temple. And began to move.
Her eyes widened, and she caught her lower lip between her teeth. He fixed his gaze to the sight of it, anything but the alluring draw of her wet core as he moved in and out. In and out.
It’d been too long.