Her tongue tentatively sought his, her exploration becoming bolder when his chest rumbled with a low moan.
When he inched down her body and circled the peak of her breast with his tongue, she arched her back, loving the incredible sensations. The heat of his mouth. The thrilling tumble in her belly. The pull between her legs. When she began to shift restlessly, his hand slid over her stomach and caressed her curls. Her hips lifted. The hunger was too much.
“Touch me,” she pleaded.
He held her gaze as his fingers skated along her feverish skin. He glided over the place that brought her so much pleasure, circling and caressing until her moans grew husky and more intense. When he withdrew his fingers, she almost whimpered.
He raised himself above her, then kissed her slowly. “Not yet, angel. I want to be inside you when you come.”
Her heart jolted and beat faster. When he slid into her, she arched her back and cried out with pleasure. His lips found her neck and returned to her earlobe. With each thrust, his warm breath created pleasant ripples along her skin. He filled her and she gripped his hips when he withdrew, urging him to come back deeper. After several more deep thrusts, he withdrew, ignoring her protest.
“Your turn on top.” He rolled onto his back and flashed his handsome grin. Helena just stared, at a loss for words. It wasn’t out of ignorance, but…
“I—do ladies do such things?”
“You will like it. I promise.” Sebastian reached for her hand, urged her to her knees, and half lifted her atop him. She closed her eyes and sighed when he entered her.
As he guided her hips, she murmured, “So blasted good.” The sensations were more intense and cloaked her in delightfully warm waves.
“Blasted heaven,” he said with a strained chuckle. His hands traveled over her stomach and covered her breasts. A light pinch on her nipples sent a strong current to her core. She startled, pausing for a moment. He rolled the peaks between his thumbs and fingers. She moaned and rocked her hips.
“Find your pleasure, sweetheart.” His lustful gaze roamed her body as his touch drove her. Her inhibitions fell away and shattered, just as she was certain she too would shatter in the end.
As her release was almost within reach, her fingers circled his wrists, holding tight. Sebastian plucked her nipples once more, and she climaxed, quietly crying out. Before her breathing evened out, he held her face between his hands and pulled her toward him for a kiss.
“Beautiful,” he whispered against her lips then rolled her beneath him. He swept the hair from her face and smiled softly. “I will withdraw.”
She caressed his rough cheek, certainty driving her heart. This man was to be her husband. She loved him desperately. “Please don’t.”
“Helena.” Her name sounded like a prayer from his lips. His kiss was hard as he thrust into her. With her hands free, she smoothed them up and down his back, his muscles bunched and so powerful under her fingers. And when he reached his own release, he buried his face in her hair and softly groaned. She smiled and wrapped her arms around him, more than pleased with herself for bringing him pleasure.
“I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you, too.”
Settling beside her, he pulled the covers over them, blew out both candles, and tucked her against his chest. He lazily stroked her hair until her eyelids grew heavy, and the last thing she recalled before blessed sleep was counting the beats of his heart.
When she next emerged from unconsciousness, gray light was peeking around the curtains, and Sebastian was nuzzling her breast.
He lifted his head and aimed a sleepy smile at her. “Good morning, love.”
Warmth radiated throughout her body. “Good morning.” She threaded her fingers in his hair. “What were you doing?”
“Trying to wake you, so we can make love once more before I leave.”
“Leave?”
He kissed the tip of her nose, then her chin before settling at her breast again. “I’ll be returning to London today, but you should stay with your sister. You enjoyed each other’s company last night. I think Pearl would like to keep you a bit longer.”
Her stomach plunged. Had his proposal been true? Surely he wouldn’t stoop to lies to bed her. “You could stay, too.”