The Courtesan Countess by JoMarie DeGioia

Author:JoMarie DeGioia
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: regency romance, masquerade, georgian romance, london romance
Publisher: JoMarie DeGioia

Chapter 16

Marianne studied the incredible male specimen before her, completely hers to command. Marcus was beautiful, from his golden hair to his finely-chiseled face and well-muscled form. The heat in his green eyes threatened to make her swoon. As a smile curved his lovely mouth she recalled the pleasure he had just given her. Her scent, he had said, his tone almost reverent. She could now smell herself on him. Satisfaction of a different kind suddenly filled her. He desired her, so much that he had nearly spent in the sheets as he had brought her to climax again and again with his skillful tongue.

“I watched you sleep that first night,” she said softly.

He arched a brow. “Did you? I admit Rob and I had imbibed quite a bit that night, though I rarely drink so. I was unaware of your presence until you placed your delicate hand on my cock.”

She shivered at the memory of rousing him as he had slept. Stroking his chest, she let out a purr of desire. “You are so beautiful, Marcus. Your body is magnificent.”

“Hardly out of the ordinary, I imagine. Surely you have seen the like before.”

She searched his face for any censure. There was none, thank goodness. After their recent conversation she could not bear it if he thought she had found any of the other men attractive.

“None,” she said honestly. “If they were at all like you, I did not notice. I was bought and paid for. There to perform a service. That was all.”

For some reason that made him smile. “And that first night with me, love? As you watched me sleep?”

“I felt something different entirely,” she admitted, her cheeks heating. “I had never felt desire before.”

He lifted his head slightly. “And you wanted me?”

She shrugged a shoulder. “How could I not? I did not realize it at the time but it seems that my body was meant for yours.”

Lowering her gaze, she saw his manhood swell. “You reacted in your sleep to my touch, Marcus. Your shaft grew hard beneath my fingers.” She trailed her fingers over his flesh, marveling anew at its heat and smoothness. “And when you came into that guest chamber, I found I could not look away from you.”

“From my body, you mean,” he teased.

She smiled. “That. And your eyes.”

He closed his eyes then, flexing his hips as she began to stroke his manhood. Its broad head was swollen, and a drop of moisture gathered at the tip. Emboldened by his passivity, she brought her mouth to it and tasted him. His saltiness danced on the tip of her tongue.

“Ah, Annie,” he groaned. He stilled, reaching down to lift her mouth from him. “You are to take your pleasure, love. Not give me mine.”

She considered his words, then came to a wicked notion. It was something she had never done before, though one of the other gentlemen had asked her to. “May I ride you, Marcus?”

His member twitched in her hand. “God, yes.”

She stretched out on top of him, rubbing her breasts against his hard chest.

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