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

Chapter 8. 1813 

WARNING: this chapter contains mature scenes that are sexual in nature.
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Gregory took her hands. "I do not wish to have someone better, I only wish to have you."
Delilah shook her head. "I am not pure and innocent like the other ladies of the ton."
Gregory. "Do you truly believe I care about that? "
Delilah pulled away, rising to her feet and moving to the window. "You are a viscount. You desire a beautiful debutante who will make you a proper wife. You do not desire a worthless whore like me."
Gregory was on his feet immediately, moving around the bed and taking her into his arms. His lips crashed against hers for a fierce kiss. When he pulled away, his eyes were smoldering. "I do not desire a simpering debutante who only wants me for my wealth and title. I desire only you."
Delilah stared at him, her eyes wide and her heart pounding. "You desire me?"
Gregory nodded. "I do. I desire you more than any prim and proper debutante of the ton. I desire to look into your lovely eyes, to kiss your delectable lips. I desire to hold you and make love to you. I desire you and only you."
Delilah was speechless. Gregory desired her. He didn't want anyone else.
Gregory moved his knuckles against her cheek with a gentle caress. "Tell me what you desire my love."
Delilah took a breath. "I do not desire a gentleman of high social standing who wants me for my body and nothing more. I desire only you. I desire to look into your magnificent eyes, to kiss your scrumptious lips. I desire to hold you and make love to you. I desire you and only you."
They stared at each other for several moments, feeling the fire and crackling energy swirling between them. Then, their lips came together for a ferocious kiss. Their fingertips quickly made short work of buttons and strings, and within moments, they were naked.
Gregory's eyes traveled across Delilah's breathtaking figure, drinking in every detail. His gaze swept across her exquisite curves, curves that he couldn't wait to devour. "You are stunning."
Delilah's eyes traveled across the expanse of his muscular chest and abdomen. She licked her lips, desperate to taste every rippling muscle that he possessed. "You are magnificent."
Gregory pushed her onto the bed, climbing on top of her. He took her face between his hands, his eyes fixed with hers. "I have been waiting what seems like an eternity for this moment."
Delilah smiled, caressing his cheek. "It seems I have been waiting a lifetime for this moment."
With no other words needing to be spoken, their lips came crashing together once more. Their hands traveled across one another's skin, caressing curves and muscles. Their bodies became joined, their limbs becoming tangled. Fire consumed them, passion overwhelmed them.
Gregory held her tightly against him, not daring or wanting to let go. He moved his hips perfectly with hers, keeping a steady pace. He looked at her, his expression filled with affection and desire. "Do you wish for me to withdraw?"
Delilah shook her head, pulling him even closer. She wasn't wanting him to withdraw, not now, not ever. "No, I do not wish for that."
Their lips came together for another exquisite kiss, muffling the sounds of their cries as they reached their peak. Sweet ecstasy burst through them, cascading through their bodies like a title wave. They fell back against the pillows, panting heavily.
Gregory looked down at her, caressing her back. "How do you feel?"
Delilah didn't answer right away, she was overcome with emotion. A single tear fell from her eye, and she sniffled. She had no words for what had just transpired between them.
Gregory tilted her chin and looked at her, his eyes filling with concern. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
Delilah shook her head earnestly. "No, you did quite the opposite. You gave me love and passion, tenderness and gentleness. Everything I have wanted. You made me feel desired, cherished."
Gregory held her against him. "I promise that I will continue to do just that."
Delilah kissed his shoulder. "And I promise to return the favor."
With another passionate kiss, they became lost in another wave of ecstasy. In that moment, it was quite clear what they were experiencing. It wasn't simply desire or passion, but something stronger. It was love.