Page 67 of The Rake Desires the Diamond

—because she wasn’t just a tup. Because he wanted them to experience their pleasure simultaneously. Because he loved her.

He gently tugged on her hair until his cock slid from her lips.

“Am I doing it wrong?” she asked as a heart-wrenching frown spread across her face.

“You are beyond perfect. In fact, you’re exceedingly good at this,” he told her. “But I want to fuck you.”

“Oh.” Grinning wickedly, she crawled up his body, swung her leg over his hips, and straddled him. They were both so wet and aroused that she lowered her cunny onto his cock, and in one swift motion, he was buried all the way to the hilt.

Good Lord. “You’re so bloody tight.” And warm and safe. “And perfect.”

“You’re so hard,” she panted out in breathy little gasps as she undulated.

His fingertips dug into her hips as he helped set their pace. Those fucking beautiful breasts bounced the same way they had when she’d rode his face, and he’d feasted. Damn beautiful breasts. Utterly perfect breasts. Full and perky and moving in time to his upward thrusts. If only he had four hands.

Within moments, her leisurely ride grew frenzied, and she threw her head back in abandonment. Their bare skin slappedto the beat of his heart’s desire, and with every thrust, his senses heightened.

Tingling took hold in his stomach, traveling to his groin. Every part of him spiraled into a single point in his balls. They throbbed as he was tugged into another sphere.

“I’m going to come.” Despite his shattering, he needed to protect her. He tried to create space between them and pull out. However, he failed because she slammed her cunny against his hips. His cock remained embedded inside her. Warmly and deliciously deep inside her.

“Oh, Evan.” Her back arched, and she whimpered as her walls spasmed around him.

There was no going back. He tensed to the point of delicious pain. “Fuck,” he grunted. With an uncontrollable shudder, he exploded, his seed filling her. Splintering into a million pieces, he rode the euphoria.

Colors, ecstasy, and completeness turned into weightless floating. He held onto the rush of sensations until his body lay heavy on the beach.

Smiling and still straddling him, Katrina peered down at him.

He caressed her cheek. “I have fallen completely and madly in love with you,” he confessed for the second time in the last twenty-four hours.

She collapsed beside him and playfully tapped his nose. “How wonderful. Because I think I have loved you forever.”

What a road they’d traveled to be together—were still traveling.

He’d worry about his spilled seed another time. For now, he wanted to cuddle. He reached for the dry towel and spread it over top of them. Although it didn’t cover much, it was soft and comforting.

“The dowager countess will adore you.” Evan pulled Katrina close. “As will the rest of my family.”

“It has been so long since I have seen your siblings. I cannot wait to meet our nephew.”

“I’ve enjoyed Brighton, but I cannot wait for you to see Trent Castle.” He kissed the top of her head. “I shall be the fun uncle, our brothers being such sticks in the briars.”

“No doubt,” she said. “Tell me all about your family. I know Georgiana quite well, but I want to hear about the Dowager Countess Trent, Alistair, and Stephen.”

“There is also my brother’s ward, Jimmy, and my sisters-in-law, Evangeline and Madaline. Baby Alistair is an energetic little lad. He is quite fun. And wait until you meet Mrs. Clayton.”

“Mrs. Clayton?”

Was his princess jealous? Any other time he’d taunt her, but not while he was so damn cozy and sated.

“Our cook. The most superior cook in all of England. Makes a superb apple pie. And her crust…” He held his thumb and forefinger to his lips and blew a kiss into the air. “To die for.”

Katrina snuggled closer.

Although drowsy, he wanted to talk to her forever—about everything, especially his family—make that their family, for they were related through marriage. And surely, William and Ethan would soon consent to their courtship. And if they did, mayhap he would propose, and then they would be partners for life. Make love every single day. Forever…

He blew out a heavy sigh.