Kat walked into the open door, turning toward him with a teasing smile on her perfect lips. “Are you coming?”
Harrison glided into the dimly lit room. The sun had finally set, the moon casting a glow throughout the chambers.
Unlike the dark décor he knew that she was used to at her precious establishment, the countess chambers were decorated like the rest of his home, in bright colors. The yellow bedding and curtains were nearly blinding. Harrison had not cared much about redecorating from his mother’s particular taste, until that very moment.
“I don’t want to take advantage of you, Kat.” He wanted her, but he wasn’t a cad. It was clear that she was hurting from the ordeal that she had suffered.
“You would never take advantage of me.” Hazel eyes peered up at him. “Close the door, Harrison,” she demanded.
He followed the command, his heart stuttering in his chest, palms sweating. Rubbing the back of his neck, Harrison tried to control his pulsating body before he faced her.
Kat stood, breathtakingly beautiful, her thick hair hanging loosely on her shoulders. When they were younger, her mother would try to force her abundant curls into a chignon that usually fell free in less than an hour.
Leaning against the door, he was helpless to her as her fingers skimmed down his chest to unbutton his waistcoat, taking control of the situation. She’d always been bold. Even as a young girl, it was she who had first held his hand. Kat was the one bold enough to initiate their first kiss. It was by the pond on his old property.
Unable to resist the siren call of her mouth, he captured her lips with his. Harrison’s hands began unlacing her gown, tugging the silk ribbon free.
His waistcoat was the first item of clothing to fall unceremoniously to the carpet, followed by her dress and then his shirt sleeves.
The cool touch of her hands on his chest jolted him as his roamed her body, undoing the clasps of her stays, freeing her glorious bosom to his greedy eyes.
Her stays joined the rest of their clothing at their feet. Hard dark nipples peeked out from the sheer material of her chemise, begging for attention.
Kat slowly took a step back, her gaze never leaving Harrison’s as she lifted the garment, unhurriedly lifting it up to reveal smooth brown skin.
Licking his lips, it took a herculean effort to not move as rounded hips and the dark, lush curls of her sex were revealed to him.
Kat pulled the chemise over her head, dropping it to the floor unceremoniously.
Harrison couldn’t stop his body from moving once he was free of her spell. Closing the distance between them, he took her in his arms, pressing his hungry lips to hers. The kiss was ravenous and wild as they explored each other. Lifting her, Kat wrapped her long legs around his waist. The weight and feel of her in his arms was glorious.
His hands explored the long expanse of her back, cupping her generous back side.
“I need you,” she demanded against his lips, her insistent fingers gliding through his hair.
“You have me,” he whispered.
Turning them, Harrison sat on the bed, his lips caressing her neck and shoulders. He wanted to worship her body like she deserved. It had been years since they’d last been together, and now the realization that she was naked and in his arms was more than he ever could’ve imagined.
A firm hand guided him to lie on the bed, as Kat began attacking the flaps of his breeches, freeing his hard cock.
In his eagerness, he’d forgotten to free himself of the impeding fabric.
Harrison groaned when her small hand wrapped around his manhood, his head falling back against the feathered mattress.
She pumped him expertly, her hand gliding up and down his turgid flesh.
Afraid that he would spend before he was even inside of her, Harrison sat up, lifting her slightly to line his manhood up with her wetness.
His free arm cupped the nape of her neck, the curls teasing his knuckles. “I’ve waited so long for this day,” he whispered, trailing the hand on her waist up her torso to cup a full breast in his hand.
His fingers teased and pulled at her erect nipple as Kat sat up on her knees, seating herself fully on his hard flesh.
“Fuck,” he cursed unable to stop himself.
His body quivered as her hands trailed over his chest and shoulders, their lips crashing together, desperate for the connection.
Kat’s luscious body moved over him, her sensual hips rotating as she searched for her own pleasure.
