Page 53 of Lord of Misrule

“I thought you wanted me to come here to talk,” she said in a mere whisper.

“I never said that. However, we are talking.” He put one hand on each leg and slid them up slowly beneath her skirts, getting closer and closer to her most private part.

“Yes,” she whispered. “I suppose we are.”

“Unless you’d rather not do so much...talking?” His hands slid up to untie her braies from around her waist. He scooted closer to her, bringing the chair with him.

“Perhaps,” was all she said.

He untied her braies and slowly pulled them down until they were lying on the floor. She was naked beneath her skirts now and she couldn’t deny the fact that she liked it.

“Perhaps I am being too bold?” He seemed to be asking her permission in a roundabout way. What she said next would determine how intimate they would become. With one word from her, she could be headed back to her room. Alone. Confused. Unsated. But with a different word, she could spend an intimate night with a handsome man who stirred something inside her, bringing her to life in a most delectable way. A flash of Brenna’s warning went through her mind. The last time she’d made mad passionate love with a man and felt sated was when she became pregnant with Parker. Just remembering her time with Crispin sent a longing washing through her. Her body started to shake again, but this time it was more like a vibration.

Kit couldn’t deny the feelings she had for Tolin. She also didn’t want him to pull away right now. With the feel of freedom under her skirts, she wanted more than anything to accept what Tolin was offering. Still, she felt like she shouldn’t be doing this. Not with a noble.

“You are not being too bold,” she told him, feeling a searing heat from his hands on her bare legs again. “I am just not certain about...about this.”

“Do you have feelings for me, Kit? The way I do for you?”

“Yes.” She nodded. “I believe I do, Tolin.”

“But you are being reserved since we come from two different worlds?”

“I suppose that is true.”

“Then let’s try a little more rubbing and see if it helps to ease your mind. After all, I am a man, just like any other.”

He proved that to be a lie by what he did next. Kit had never had any man do this to her before. Tolin was not only a noble, but he was a man with experience, and she liked that.

He pushed her skirts up to her knees and then parted her legs. His eyes never left hers.

“What are you doing?” she asked, feeling her heart drumming against her ribs in excitement.

“I think you’ve been ignored too much in life. I want to pay special attention to your needs and wants.” He knelt down between her legs, and then he lowered his head.

“My needs and wants,” she repeated, mesmerized and shocked by what he was doing to her. “Oh! Ooooh,” she moaned when she felt his fingers playing with her womanly folds, slipping his finger inside. Then he surprised her even more when she felt his hot breath as his mouth took his finger’s place. Her eyes closed and her head fell back as Tolin worked magic with his mouth and tongue, awakening her, arousing her, making her feel so wicked and wanton! His lips were soft and gentle. His flicking tongue danced and dipped, causing sensations that she never wanted to end. She felt the slight scratchiness of the stubble of his face against her inner thighs and she liked it. Damn, he was good with his fingers, his mouth, and especially his tongue!

He pulled away only for a second to speak to her.

“Do you like this, Kit?” he asked.

Her eyes drifted open. Her body was already reacting. She felt excitement and insatiable pleasure like she’d never felt before. “I feel so naughty,” she told him with a smile in a breathy voice. She drank in the sight before her. His handsome face was between her legs, her gown hiked up so high that she was exposed, feeling the cool air against her burning body.

“Naughty isn’t a bad thing. It can be exciting and fun. However, I can stop if you’d like.”

“No!” she cried, her heart racing. “Please don’t stop. I want to feel naughty. I like it. Tolin, please don’t pull away now. I need more. More!”

A cockeyed grin crossed his face and he lifted one craggy brow. “I thought so.”

Without being able to wait, she took hold of his head and pushed it back down, squirming and clamping her knees around him as she felt as if she were about to explode with delight as he tasted her, causing her to feel as if she were about to scream her pleasure out loud.

Before she knew what happened, he’d stripped her clothes away and was laying her naked body back on his bed.

“You are beautiful,” he said, drinking in her nakedness. “Kit, I can’t play this game anymore. I want you badly. All of you. I am going to burst with need if I don’t feel myself deep within you soon.”

His words were only exciting her more. She squirmed in anticipation beneath him as he crawled atop her, looking like a panther, making her feel like his prey. She wanted this more than anything in her life right now.

“I think it will be hard for you to bed me while wearing all those clothes.” It was her turn to raise a quirky brow. She played with him, and didn’t want to stop this game. “I want to go to the finish.”