'You little minx.' he mumbled breathlessly and before I knew what hit me he was between my legs. He grasped my knees and yanked me flush against his body before wrapping his arms around me and kissing me hard.
I moaned on his mouth and couldn't stop the grin that split my lips. He felt it and chuckled never breaking his assault on my lips. He suckled my bottom lip and then swiped his tongue in a flash tasting me. He teased me for a moment and then deepened it roaming his tongue my mouth groaning almost frustrated. There was still too much void between us.
He kept on going hard and for a moment I thought I might combust if he kept at it for long. Heat spread through my body and I felt wetness trickle in between my thighs. I moaned and dug my fingers in his hair pulling lightly, while he cradled my neck and broke free to trail wet kisses down my jaw.
Just as I went to grasp his clothes and rip them he pulled away and stepped back. I gasped as the coldness of the room hit my inflamed skin making me shudder; Instinctively I tried to cover myself.
'Gerard. Get back here!' I whined seeking his warm body.
He cocked his head on the side and cracked a crooked smile.
'Demanding, are we?' he said in a mocking tone. What?
'Gerard.' I practically growled at him ready to pounce.
He chuckled and strode back to me grazing his hands across my thighs.
'You call that a kiss woman?'
My mouth fell open. Was he serious? Yes, apparently.
I grabbed him by the lapels and dragged him back to me caging him with my legs. I crashed my lips to his eliciting a hungry growl from him. I sucked and circled my tongue over his in the power struggle between our bodies, undecided of who was to have the upper hand. I felt the heat build-up again in my body reaching to the furthest corners of my limbs in delicious tingles.
He ever the gentleman, yanked me upwards for our chests to collide and for me to wrap my arms around his thick neck. I gasped for air when he pulled away again.
'Now that's the proper way to kiss me, woman.' he panted brushing a few errant strands behind my ear.
He brushed his lips over mine one last time before breaking free completely. I was sitting heaving like tiger struggling to contain myself. I was burning up ridden with lust and here he was casually undressing.
I wanted him. End off story.
I was about to voice my thoughts and tell him the merits of getting it out of his body when his long finger was placed on my lips, effectively silencing me.
He cocked an eyebrow as if already knowing what was in my mind.
'We get out of here first. Then we will savour each other. Deal?' the words hit me like a waterfall brushing over my body like the frozen water of the stream feeding it.
Deal? Was he for real? Shit! I should prance around him naked more often.
I shook my head frantically.
'Deal!' I squeaked panting. He nodded and tried to step away before I grabbed him by his lapels.
'Why wait though? It's quiet now and we have an hour or so before the sun rises and we have to go.' I asked panting.
He hummed and grasped my hands in his rubbing circles on them with his thumbs.
'I don't think a whole night would be enough for me to satiate my hunger for you.'
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Historical FictionCurrently undergoing editing soo be ready to see some changes. Thank you!! Emily John Fox was the only one left standing after her family's murder. Undercover in the midst of harlots she waited for an opportunity to escape her deadly fate. Lord...