The Viscount's Tempting Seductress (PM #2) (Completed)

Chapter 4. 1813 

Gregory paused when they reached the top of the stairs, turning to look at her. "Is that so? "
Delilah nodded. "Yes. "
Gregory took a step toward her. "What is it that you want?"
Delilah swallowed hard, her boldness diminishing. She had no idea how to voice her desires, especially when she hadn't been allowed to voice them before with Victor. Whenever she had brought her needs to the surface, they had been pushed away.
Gregory took her face between his hands, his eyes burning into hers. His voice was low and husky, filled with a gentle command. "Tell me what your heart desires."
Delilah bit her lip, her heart beginning to pound like wildfire. How could she ask him to keep kissing her? How would Gregory react to her request?
Gregory moved his thumb across her lips, his voice taking on a delicious and seductive edge. "Tell me."
Delilah took a breath, her eyes glued to his. "I want you to kiss me more."
Gregory smiled, his eyes glistening with desire. "Is that what you want?"
Delilah. "Yes. I also wish to make love to you, but I am not quite ready for that yet."
Gregory caressed her cheek. "I will wait until the time is right to make love to you."
Delilah relaxed. "Thank you."
Gregory. "Shall we go to my bedroom to continue our kissing?"
Delilah felt her heart flutter with excitement. She would be inside Gregory's bedroom, alone with him. "Yes."
They walked down along hallway until they reached the final bedroom on the left. The room was spacious, consisting of a large king sized bed, tall glass window, blazing fireplace, dressing table, bathing chamber and closet. The color palette was the same as the rest of the house.
Closing the door behind him, Gregory took Delilah into his arms and began kissing her fiercely. His tongue swept across her mouth, and he growled with delight as her lips parted. His tongue danced with hers, his arms tightening around her.
Delilah gave a soft moan of pleasure, her arms intertwining around his neck and her body pressing against his. This was what she wanted, what she desired. However, she knew there would be more when the time came.
Gregory maneuvered them over to the fainting couch under the window. Sitting down onto it, he pulled Delilah against him, not wanting to let go of her. He felt her long and elegant legs straddling either side of his hips, and his cock strained against his trousers.
Delilah pulled back, her eyes traveling down to their current position. She blushed bright pink. "My word, I did not realize we would end up like this."
Gregory chuckled. "It is quite all right, I like it. With this position, I have better access to your neck"
Delilah giggled. "Is kissing my neck all that you desire Lord Lennox?"
Gregory smiled like a rake. "Oh no my dear, certainly not. I desire to kiss and touch every inch of you. But not now, I wish to take things slow."
Delilah smiled down at him. "Do you truly desire to take things slow?"
Gregory's eyes sparkled. "I do indeed. You are my mistress, and I wish to get to know you more."
Delilah. "And I wish to get to know you more."
Gregory brought her lips to his for a sweet kiss. "Good. For now however, I wish to keep kissing you."
Delilah smiled softly. "As do I."
Their lips came together for several more delicious and passionate kisses, their fingertips beginning to explore each other's bodies through their clothing. In that moment, they knew that there would be more than just intimacy when it came to their relationship. They couldn't wait to discover every little detail about each other.
Gregory moved his lips from hers down to her neck, beginning to send a trail of kisses along her skin. He nipped gently at her pulse point, satisfied when he heard her gasp. His lips moved across her collarbone, then lower, dangerously close to her breasts.
Delilah whimpered softly, not wanting him to stop. Gregory was perfect for her, just as she was perfect for him. She was wanting more, but knew they needed to take things slow.
Gregory glanced up at her, his chocolate brown eyes dark with desire. "Do you wish for me to stop?"
Delilah wanted to say no, to tell him to keep going and kiss her breasts. But she knew they couldn't go further than where they were. She took a breath. "As much as I want to say no, I am not ready to make love yet. I am sorry."
Gregory took her face between his hands, kissing her softly. "My dear, you don't need to apologize. I told you, I will wait until you are ready for us to be intimate. I will wait an entire month, a year, if I must."
Delilah. "I do not wish for you to wait a whole year for that. It wouldn't be fair to either of us."
Gregory chuckled. "I was using that as an example."
They burst into laughter, the sound bouncing off the walls like wind chimes. They realized everything between them was easy and not forced. Not wanting to be discovered by the servants in their current position, they maneuvered so that they were sitting next to each other.