Riding Crop (4 page)

She did not answer right away. His heart
thumped faster knowing she considered his proposal.

Olivia took his hand from her cheek, raised it
to her lips and kissed it. Hot desire shot through his
veins.

“Give and take. Very well, Gideon. I will
try.”

His cock hardened at her words. He slid the
peignoir from her shoulders, and as he had observed the duke do to
his duchess, lowered his head to lay tender kisses on her bared
skin. Taking his time, he removed the bodice until she stood naked
before him, as lush and shapely as he knew she would be.

Even though a ripple of pain shot through his
back, he lifted Olivia into his arms and carried her to the bed.
Watching her closely, he looked for the fear, the trepidation, and
the anxiety. What he saw in her eyes was trust. His heart
soared.

Lying on the bed next to her, he explored her
body in a thorough manner with hands, lips and teeth. Her soft mews
and gentle groans sparked him onward. Cupping her ample breasts,
Gideon lowered his head and suckled a nipple. It pebbled under his
lips and hardened into a sensitive nub. Flicking his tongue, Olivia
writhed and moaned in response. His hand made its way past her
stomach and teased her curls.

God, she was gloriously wet. He caressed all
around the lips of her pussy, stroking with care and tenderness,
and then inserted two fingers. Her quim clamped around him, so
tight, so damned beautiful. He thrust at a slow pace, and his thumb
found her nub. The sucking at her breast, the thrust of his
fingers, the stroking of her clit all done in perfect
rhythm.

Olivia’s eyes widened in wonderment.

“Look at me, Liv. I want to see your face when
you come.”

His strokes increased and so did her groans of
desire. Her back arched off the bed, but she kept her gaze firmly
locked with his.

He knew the exact moment when her peak came.
Her inner muscles clutched his fingers, and her body trembled.
Olivia cried out, her body shuddered and shook. He removed his hand
and gathered her close to his heart and rode the wave with
her.

The sensation was so intense, the feelings
overwhelming, he came as well. Jets of hot cum pumped onto her
stomach and hips.

After several minutes, he lay back on the bed
and pulled her next to him, her head on his shoulder. Olivia
cuddled in close and laid her hand flat over his heart.

“I didn’t know it could be like
that.”

“Neither did I,” he said with all
honesty.

As much as he loathed leaving the bed and her
warmth, he stood, retrieved the basin of warm water, and gently
wiped them both of his seed.

How he wanted to take this further. To spread
her long legs and thrust his aching cock into her pussy. Thrust and
pound until he was completely spent and milked dry. But he
wouldn’t. For once, he would think of someone else rather than
himself and his own pleasures.

Setting the basin aside, he stood and looked
down at the beauty before him.

“I ask you to come with me. I swear you will
not be my possession, but my partner in all things. We will share
it all, Liv. Life, joys, sorrows, sex, companionship, respect,
trust and who knows—love.” He held out his hand. “Take it, Liv.
Take my heart, for I am giving it to you. Take my hand and come
away with me, now. Tonight. This very moment.”

Their gazes met. The cold indifference he had
seen in her eyes earlier in the evening was no longer there.
Endless moments passed. He closed his eyes. Olivia was going to say
no, and dismiss his heartfelt plea. For the first time in his life
he laid open his heart, and it bloody well hurt.

Fingertips brushed by his palm. Gideon’s eyes
snapped open. Olivia’s small hand squeezed his tight. His long
fingers closed over her hand and he gently squeezed in
return.

She smiled. “Give and take, Gideon.”

The End

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