Improper Proposals by Juliana Ross

Author:Juliana Ross [Ross, Juliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-10-30T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

I stretched out on the bed, praying that I retained some measure of dignity as I did so, and settled on my side, one arm supporting my head, the other curved over my hip. For an instant I considered pulling my hair forward so it would veil my breasts, but almost as quickly abandoned the notion. I could see that he found my naked form pleasing, and that in turn pleased me. And why else had I come here, if not to experience pleasure?

In quick succession Tom cast off his coat, removed his waistcoat and shrugged off his suspenders. He loosened and tossed aside his tie just as quickly, then stripped off his shirt in seconds, pausing only to detach his cufflinks, which he set on the bedside table.

His shoulders and arms were lean but densely muscled, his skin pale but for his forearms and a golden vee at his neck. An upended triangle of curling brown hair decorated his chest, its bottommost point narrowing to a thin line that disappeared into the waistband of his trousers.

The silence between us had begun to feel oppressive, so I said the first thing that came into my head. “No tattoos?”

He had crouched down to take off his boots, so I couldn’t see the expression on his face. “You mean like Elijah’s? When would you have seen his tattoos?”

“I haven’t. Of course I haven’t! John told me about them. He said Mr. Keating’s forearms are covered with them. Some sort of exotic tribal markings.”

“No, I haven’t any tattoos. I wasn’t on that particular trip with Elijah. Not that I would have been brave enough. Must have hurt like hell, having those marks hammered into his skin one by one.”

“I’m glad. I like you just the way you are,” I said, sounding like a smitten schoolgirl.

Barefoot now, he approached the bed, looming above me. From his trouser pocket he produced a small tin, which he set on the bedside table. Then he began to unbutton his flies.

“Are you nervous?”

“Yes. You’re only the second man I’ve ever seen undressed.”

“Please don’t ask me to turn down the lights.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” I said, smiling up at him. “Aren’t you going to remove your trousers? Put us on a more equal footing?”

“Since you ask so prettily, yes.”

He pushed his trousers and undershorts down and off in one abrupt motion. Standing tall before me, he grasped his erect member, which pointed upward to his navel, and pulled at it once, twice, in long, lazy motions. The sight of it mesmerized me, even made my mouth water. There was nothing for it but to wriggle forward on the bed and wrap my hands around him.

“Do you like the feel of my cock?”

“Yes, Tom,” I answered, liking his name for it. Much less clinical than member. “I like your cock perfectly well.”

“Do you know how often it’s been like this for you? So hard I can scarcely think?”

It didn’t seem as if an answer were required,

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