WARNING: this chapter contains mature scenes that are sexual in nature.
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Delilah giggled. "You do realize that our passion will not allow us to go slow."
Gregory chuckled. "My dear, I am well aware of that. However, we will try and make each moment last as long as we can."
Delilah. "We shall."
Gregory kissed her sweetly, moving his lips down to her neck. He began a trail of sweet kisses along her skin, nipping it gently. Then he moved lower to her collarbone, then lower to her breasts.
Delilah gasped, arching her chest up toward his mouth as her breasts were consumed with delicious kisses. She moaned softly as her nipples were very well taken care of. She ran her fingers through his caramel brown curls.
Placing his hands against her breasts, Gregory began to massage them as his lips moved lower, circling her belly button before moving even lower. His eyes met hers briefly for permission, and with her agreement, he dove for his treat.
Delilah gave a soft cry of ecstasy, pleasure sweeping through her. She gripped his shoulders tightly, not wanting to lose any contact between them. Her hips moved at their own instinct toward his lips, wanting more.
Gregory pleasured her for several minutes, and once he finished, brought his lips back to hers. He kissed her deeply, passionately. He couldn't get enough of her.
Delilah returned each of his kisses with her own. Then she pulled away, looking at him. "Do you wish for me to pleasure you?"
Gregory blinked, his heart pounding. "Do you wish to pleasure me?"
Delilah became bright pink. "Only if you desire me to do so."
Gregory smiled. "I give you permission to do what you would like."
After a small hesitation, Delilah took him between her hands, and then into her mouth. She pleasured him just as rapturously as he had pleasured her moments ago.
Gregory closed his eyes, giving a soft cry of ecstasy. He moved his fingers through her blonde curls, his body on fire. Then, not wanting to spend himself inside her mouth, he gently pulled out and pushed her onto her back.
Their lips and bodies melted together, fire and passion consuming them. They made love with sweet and pure abandon. When they reached the pinnacle of their pleasure, they cried out one another's names, their bodies trembling.
Gregory collapsed on top of Delilah, burying his face against her neck. "That was marvelous."
Delilah smiled, holding him close. "Italian was truly magnificent."
Gregory caressed her cheek. "I love you."
Delilah smiled sweetly. "I love you. I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you."
Gregory smiled back. "I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you."
Exchanging a delicious and tender kiss, they fell asleep in one another's arms. They knew there would be plenty more passion aside from that night. For the moment, they were exhausted and in need of rest. They knew a vibrant and brilliant future was ahead of them, and they couldn't wait to see what was in store.
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The Viscount's Tempting Seductress (PM #2) (Completed)
Ficción históricaCover made by @matildagrei. Delilah Martin is desperate for a new life. After a previous protector leaves her abruptly, she is at a loss of what to do. Lord Gregory Lennox, Viscount Lennox, is determined to find himself a wife. After a miserable se...