Catherine (Echoes of Ossiria #1) by Vivian Lane

boob stuff was going to feel good, but not this good.   It felt like all the blood in her body was
pooling right above her clit, and if she could get just the right…
    “ William…”
    He lifted his head
and grinned.   “Need more, baby?”
    She nodded
eagerly, whimpering and wriggling in his arms.  
    The hand that’d
been on her breast dropped to the tie of her panties and pulled the bow loose,
then slipped underneath to stroke her center while he sucked hard on the other
peak.   She squeaked and grabbed his face
to bring his lips to hers; kissing him with all the intensity she felt coursing
through her body.   The closer she got to
orgasm, the harder she held on, digging her nails into the back of his neck.
    She panted
post-climax, watching him suck her juices off my fingers.   He winked.   “Delicious.”  
    Blushing, she
brushed her fingertips over the grooves in his skin from her nails.   “Sorry about that.”
    He tipped her chin
up.   “Hey, don’t apologize. Don’t ever apologize for expressing your passion, sweetheart. Besides…”   He Eskimo-kissed her nose.   “I like it.”
    She blushed
again.   “Oh.”  
    Their faces were
still millimeters apart.   Their lips met
again, slower this time.   She could taste
herself on his tongue.   It wasn’t
repulsive like she expected.
    His hands
reflected their owner’s personality—they were rarely still.   He stroked her hair, her shoulders, breasts,
waist, and hips…peppered her face and throat with kisses.   All while his erection strained against his
pants.  
    Her own fingers
got sneaky, slipping between them to pull the zipper down and give him some
relief.   He gasped when she caressed the
soft skin with her thumb.  
    “Oh!” she
yelped.   It took all of a second of
touching him before he rolled and switched their positions.  
      “ Drivin ’ me crazy,
love.”
    “Isn’t that a good
thing?”
    He grinned and
kissed her again, then pulled the other bow loose and stuffed her panties in
his back pocket, then thrust a finger inside her, then another.   Her back arched and she moaned in
surprise.   He curled his fingers upward
and stroked the soft, fleshy wall.
    “Oh, god…” she
whimpered.
    “You want me,
don’t you, pretty kitty?” he murmured next to her ear.   “Want me to fill you up?”
    She nodded, her
eyelids fluttering closed as his fingers made her eyes roll back.   They popped open when his touch abandoned
her, to find him naked and poised above her.  
    He grabbed her
wrists and brought her arms above her head, pressing them into the pillow, then
surged into her in one stroke.   Her inner
muscles clenched around the invasion, more in surprise than pain.  
    “Sweetheart, you
should have told me…”
    Why wasn’t he
moving?   “Huh? Oh …”   She shrugged.   “Figured you knew.”
    “Not for
certain…in this day…are you alright?”
    She was touched he
seemed genuinely worried.   “Be a lot
better if you started moving,” she said with a smile.
    “You’re not in
pain?”
    “No pain.”   She squeezed him with her inner muscles.   He groaned.   “Move already!”
    He gently pulled
out a little.   “Bossy bint. I can leave
you wanting if you’re not a little nicer.”  
    She wrapped her
legs around his hips, locking her ankles together.   The move seated him deeper again.   “ Really .”   Her previous orgasm had left her soft and
pliant.
    He grinned and set
a casual pace.   “Knew I liked you for
some reason.”
    Their rhythm
didn’t stay slow for long.   He couldn’t
keep from touching her, letting one hand, then the other, go in his quest to
tease and feel her.   She wrapped her arms
around his shoulders, his neck, threading her fingers through his hair as he
nipped at her breasts, her throat…  
    A clever swirl of
his hips made her moan again.   “ William… ”  
    “I’ve got
you.”   He slipped a hand between them and
flicked her clit.   Her muscles