“Yes, indeed. I will show you.”
He brought his hands to her hips and shifted beneath her slightly, lifting her up and raising his knee so that she slid toward him.
Lily sucked in a huge, shaky breath at the friction, while her hips instinctively rocked against him.
“That’s right, love…ride me.”
Her mouth parted in surprise when she realized what he wanted from her, but she didn’t protest when he drew her even closer so that her naked breasts rubbed hot and damp against his bare chest.
His hands guiding her, he moved her lower body in a slow deliberate rhythm. She caught on quickly, and began to rock of her own accord, yet she shut her eyes as her arousal grew.
“No, look at me, angel. I want to see the pleasure in your beautiful eyes.”
He could indeed see pleasure in the dark depths when she obeyed. Pleasure and dazed arousal, as if she didn’t quite know what was happening to her.
She writhed against the hard flesh of his thigh, arching in his arms, which made Heath grip her hips harder.
Desire ran through him like fire as her ragged breaths reverberated in his ear. He wanted to drive himself inside her, plunging in hard and deep. She would be slick and swollen and so incredibly hot…
His chest tightened at the image, while his cock throbbed painfully.
His arms shifting to wrap around her, he found her lips again, his thrusting tongue tangling roughly with hers. Her response was urgent and needy. She opened to him fully, letting him ravish her mouth while he rocked her faster, grinding her woman’s cleft against him.
Lily felt as if her body was afire. As his thigh moved powerfully against her aching core, her hips surged forward, seeking some nameless relief. She was panting, flushed, feverish with the storm of heat building inside. Her primal instincts had taken control, yet the result still shocked her: The sudden, intense rush of sensation was overwhelming.
She arched convulsively as the world careened around her, sinking her nails into Heath’s shoulders. The tide of feeling surged and crashed through her, eliciting a wild cry of abandon from deep in her throat.
When the last shudders quivered through her, Lily collapsed limply against him, her face buried in the curve of his shoulder. Her breasts rose and fell against his naked chest as she tried to make sense of the sensual explosion her body had just endured.
She was amazed by the pleasure. Stunned. Her whole being felt gloriously hot and languid.
And she was certain Heath knew it. He was holding her in his arms, one hand tenderly stroking her hair. When she finally found her voice, it came out in a weak rasp. “That was not the lesson I asked for, my lord.”
She felt his lips curve against her hair. “No, but that was the lesson you needed. You can now see what you are missing by swearing off men and marriage.”
“What I see,” Lily retorted feebly, “is that I was mistaken to wear breeches this afternoon. You would not have been so brazen if I were dressed as a lady.”
She heard his smothered laugh. “Loath as I am to contradict you, darling, I couldn’t care less what you wear. I would lust after you if you were garbed in sackcloth and ashes.” His mouth pressed a kiss against her temple. “I am more painfully aroused now than I’ve ever been in my life.”
Suddenly aware of the hard bulge of his swollen manhood through their clothing, Lily tried to ease away, but his arms tightened around her, refusing to release her. “So what did you think of your first taste of passion?” he murmured, nibbling her ear.
Lily’s face warmed with embarrassment. “I found it…interesting.”
“Merely interesting?” he repeated skeptically.
“Very well…perhaps it was incredible.”
His laughter this time held satisfaction. “I am gratified. It makes a man swell with pride, to know he has given his lover pleasure.”
She frowned against his smooth bare skin. “We are not lovers.”
“I plan to remedy that very soon.”
Lily sat up to eye him narrowly. “I believe I have some say in the matter.”
“Of course you do. But I suspect after this you won’t be quite so stubborn about refusing my offer of marriage.”
“My stubbornness hasn’t changed one whit, my lord.”