The Queen's Man by Jess Michaels

Author:Jess Michaels
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Passionate Pen

CHAPTER 8

Control. There was a loaded word for a woman who always had to maintain it. Sometimes it felt like a bit in her mouth and she had to drag everything in the world forward with it. But Dash was offering her release. Not just in orgasm, but to put down any burdens and just…feel.

“What should I do?” she whispered.

“Lean back on the settee,” he said softly. “And trust me.”

She slid her hands through his hair one more time, kissed him deeply, then did as he asked, leaning back and watching as he placed a hand on her knee through her gown. Fabric separated them and yet she arched a little at the simple touch.

“You’re going to make this too easy,” he said on a low chuckle that seem to wend its way through her entire body and settle between her legs.

“Am I?” she asked, continuing to stare as he began to bunch her skirt in his hand, raising it above her knee, up to her thigh. It was a slow, glorious torture and she loved every moment of it.

He nodded. “Yes. Because you respond so quickly to even the lightest of touches. So sensual.”

She turned her face. “I’ve never felt sensual enough when it came to this…to sex.”

His brow wrinkled. “Because of him?”

She let out a shuddering sigh. “Yes. Because of him.”

Neither of them had to name the him, especially after their conversation in the carriage.

“So he was as remiss in his duties to your body as he was to your heart?” he asked.

She shrugged. “I never…hated it. He never hurt me. But he didn’t care if he pleased me. And then he just stopped touching me entirely once I had served the purpose of creating his children.” She looked at Dash’s hand, her skirt bunched in his fingers, his gaze focused entirely on her. “How you make me feel, Dash, is something I have craved a long time.”

Dash’s expression grew harder, not with desire this time, but with anger, likely long repressed during the years he had served her when her husband still lived.

“King or not, he did not deserve to shine your shoes, let alone touch you,” Dash said with a shake of his head. “But knowing that he was so careless with you and your pleasure makes me want to do what I want to do all the more.”

He returned his hand to her knee, but this time it was bare skin on bare skin. She made a garbled sound in her throat and twisted toward him, like she could force him to touch her more and more intimately if she just moved the right way.

He rewarded her by sliding his hand to her thigh, pushing her legs open a fraction.

“What do you want to do to me?” she gasped.

“I know what your mouth tastes like,” he explained. “And your skin. But I want to know what your desire tastes like, Gia. I want to know what it tastes like when you jolt against me, crying out my name while you come against my tongue.

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