Chosen: Gowns & Crowns, Book 7 by Jennifer Chance

Author:Jennifer Chance [Chance, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Elewyn Publishing
Published: 2017-07-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Yes, yes. A thousand times, yes.

Marguerite rolled back toward Win, who now braced his hands on the back of the settee and one of its wide armrests, his body locked in place and his face tight with desperation. His mouth worked, but no sound came out, and his eyes watched her with feverish intensity as she resettled herself beneath him. Win’s knees were braced as wide as his arms, and she easily slid down until her hands were at his shaft…then she slid yet further.

That seemed to galvanize him to speech. “Marguerite,” he gritted out, and she smiled, though he could no longer see her face. Instead her mouth was perfectly positioned at arguably the most sensitive point on his body, and it really seemed a shame not to take advantage of that.

Win hissed out a long, shattered breath as she drew her tongue along his quivering shaft. He might have cursed, but she was lost to his words. Setting the condom to the side for the moment, she lifted her hands to him, one hand wrapping itself around the base of his shaft, the other cupping the heavy weight of his sac as she teased the tip of him with her lips, her tongue, even setting the edge of her teeth against him in a gentle scrape. In her grasp he swelled further, and it wasn’t only his shaft that was twitching now, but his entire lower body, the instinctive, rhythmic tremors having nothing to do with his ability to keep himself upright, perched over her, but everything to do with his spiraling lack of control. She heard her name bit out once—and then a second time as she tightened her hold on him, but she wasn’t quite done playing yet. It’d been a long time since she’d been naked with any man—and she’d never enjoyed a body as perfect as this one.

She slid her mouth down over the length of his shaft, and sucked. Hard.

The expletive that burst out of Win’s mouth was decidedly not something he’d learned at boarding school. One of his powerful hands dropped to her head, his fingers twining in her hair, but he didn’t pull her away. He shuddered as she continued her sensual torture of him, pushing down, then pulling back, down and back, relishing the obvious and gratifying effect she was having on the man. When he gasped her name again, broken with desperation, she pulled back for the last time.

Win’s entire body was shaking.

She picked up the package then and at the sound of the ripping foil he stilled, another incredulous expletive rolling forth. Then she pulled the condom free of its packet and lifted the barrier to his shaft, rolling it on with—if not true skill, then definite attention to detail.

By the time she pushed herself back up along his body, Win was so still she wondered if he was even breathing anymore.

She needn’t have worried.

Marguerite’s head had barely reached the pillow when Win shifted his position, lifting

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