The Rogue's Proposal by Jennifer Haymore

Author:Jennifer Haymore [Haymore, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781455523368
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2013-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

They drove at a brutal pace for four days, changing horses often, hiring a new pair of postilions to drive the horses every day. The weather wasn’t ideal, but Emma and Luke were in a closed carriage now, and rain didn’t have as great of an effect on their travel.

From Belford to Darlington that first day, then Doncaster the second. On the third day, they became more intimately acquainted with the interior of their post chaise. Emma was leaning on Luke’s shoulder, half asleep, and his hand was on her thigh. Slowly, it began creeping upward. With every inch, Emma’s awareness rose. She reciprocated by touching his thigh, too. When they reached each other’s upper thigh, Emma looked up, and their lips met in a long, languorous kiss.

Luke lifted her from the carriage seat, then settled her to a position on her knees in front of him.

“Loosen my falls,” he commanded, his voice husky and laced with erotic promise.

She glanced toward one of the windows. The curtains on both sides of the carriage were open, letting the sunlight cast golden rays inside.

He quirked a brow. “Do you want me to close the curtains?”

She almost said yes, but then she caught herself. There was something wickedly intoxicating about the idea that someone might see whatever it was they were about to do. A farmer at the side of the road might chance to look up at the passing post chaise and see Emma and Luke in the throes of passion.

Her heart quickened at the thought. For the life of her, she couldn’t understand why the idea was so arousing, but it was.

On her knees in front of Luke, the movement of the carriage rumbling under her shins, she looked up at him and slowly shook her head no.

His lips curved. “Good,” he said. “Now loosen my falls.”

She did as she was told, her body trembling in anticipation.

He was hard already, and she wondered if it was the kiss or the open windows that had aroused him. Perhaps both.

With deliberate slowness, she unbuttoned his falls, allowing her fingertips to skim over his length whenever they came near it. Then she opened his trousers.

The largeness of his arousal never failed to astound her.

She stroked a finger down his length. He shuddered, and she looked up at him. She wanted—needed—his instruction.

“Tell me what to do.”

“Grip me in your hands,” he murmured. “Gently at first, then tighter.”

She touched him in a loose grip, lightly circling her fingers around him. His skin was so soft here, over the steely hardness of his length.

“Good,” he murmured. “Tighter now, and slide your fingers over it like this.”

He moved his hands over hers, showing her how to stroke him in an up-and-down movement. His eyes fluttered closed. “Oh, yes. That’s so good. Just like that.”

She wanted to kiss him. So she did, running her lips over his blunt head and stroking back and forth. His salty taste was more pronounced here.

They’d done so many wicked things together, but this was so deliciously naughty, her breaths quickened and her pulse galloped.

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