Loving a Dowager by Rachel Ann Smith

Author:Rachel Ann Smith [Smith, Rachel Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penford Publishing

Absolutely breathtaking. Walter lowered his gaze to memorize every inch of Henrietta’s glorious body. Unforgettable. He clenched Henrietta’s shift in his hand while attempting to remain still. The woman of his dreams lifted her hands to unbutton his jacket. She had lowered her guard, which was a rarity, and gave him full access to undress her. He wanted to do the same, but it was extremely difficult to refrain from touching her. His breath hitched and the soft linen material dropped from his hand as she smoothed her palms over his chest, divesting him of his jacket. His arm brushed against the side of her full bosom as he pulled it through the sleeve. The flare of excitement and desire in Henrietta’s eyes echoed his own wishes.

Deftly she loosened his cravat but before she could tug it free he stilled her hands. “Please take a seat, my lady.”

Henrietta glanced back at the settee and then sank down as if she was fully clothed and about to offer him tea and not her delicious body. Walter sank to his knees. Henrietta was offering him a lifetime of fantasies, but knowing how his kisses had perturbed her earlier, he was determined Henrietta would not regret her decision to further their relationship.

He cupped her knees and gently parted her legs. A blush kissed the tops of Henrietta’s breasts and cheeks. Every heartbeat he anxiously awaited her command to stop, and when her lips curved into a smile, Walter swallowed his fears and seized the opportunity. His hands skimmed the tops of her thighs, pausing at the pretty lace garter that was adorned with pink bows. “You’ve always had a fondness for pink.”

“Have I?” Her lazy smile transformed into a sensual, teasing grin. “I’ll warn you, not all my preferences have stayed the same. Have yours?”

“I remain partial to pink also.” He rubbed his thumb over the soft tender skin of her inner thigh. “Have you outgrown your abhorrence to being tickled?”

Henrietta squirmed in her seat but did not dislodge his hold upon her. Edging his fingers closer to his prize, he spied the small bead of moisture that told him her body was ready—but was her heart? His gaze wavered between the delicious delight before him and her sparkling eyes. He inched his hand closer to her slit, and when the tip of his finger grazed against the edge, Henrietta’s eyes fluttered closed. He replaced his fingers with the tip of his tongue and circled the delicate hood over her core. Henrietta’s muscles tensed beneath his palms as he continued to pleasure her with alternating long broad strokes and quick flickers of his tongue. He savored the flavors that were entirely Henrietta; a sweet, salty mix. The heady scent of her filled the air as he buried his face between her lush thighs. Intoxicating as her soft moans.

Walter shifted and firmly drew her intimate bud between his lips which were covered with in her juices. Henrietta’s moans increased in intensity, encouraging him to continue.

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