Glancing down, I ran my hand over the new blue dress that Devlin had bought last week. “I am. Do you like it?”
“You look like a princess, Sophia.”
My heart skipped a beat as Annie and I made our way toward Devlin. I was so confused. A part of me was screaming, telling me what I was doing was wrong. The other part of me was telling me I needed to move on.
Life moves on.
The wedding ceremony was faster than I thought it would be. Devlin’s kiss was soft and sweet when the preacher Devlin had tracked down, and paid handsomely to marry us, announced us as husband and wife.
The carriage ride back to Devlin’s plantation was filled with sexual attraction and frustration. I knew Devlin was trying to be a gentleman, and I wasn’t helping any by repeatedly biting on my lip and licking them slowly. Annie was fast asleep with her head on my lap as Devlin and I continued to stare at each other.
“Did you like the nightgown, Sophia?”
Smiling, I tilted my head. “The question is, do you like the nightgown, Devlin?”
Swallowing hard, he nodded his head. “It’s beautiful and seems to be on the edge of being fashionably expectable. The dress shop owner said it was from France.”
Tossing my head back, I laughed. It felt good to laugh, almost therapeutic in a sense. “The damn French. Nothing but a bunch horny men and women designing naughty things for women to wear.”
Lifting the left corner of his mouth, Devlin whispered, “Where shall I take you for our honeymoon, Sophia?”
My smile dropped as a memory of Danny and I running on the beach during our honeymoon popped into my head.
Devlin noticed my reaction. “Or we can stay in Georgia. It’s up to you.”
This man sitting across from me was unlike anyone I had met before. The love in his eyes for me made my heart beat loudly in my chest. “You love me, Devlin, even knowing my heart will always belong to another man. Why is this? Do you only wish to bed me, then move on?”
Devlin seemed taken aback by my questions. Glancing down before looking back into my eyes, Devlin answered me honestly. “Let me address your second question. No, I do not intend to bed you and then have affairs. I am not my father.”
Sucking in a breath of air, I slowly nodded.
Clearing his throat, Devlin continued on. “Since I can remember, I’ve loved you, Sophia. I love the look in your eyes when you’re being playful. Your soft luscious lips when you laugh have always caused my cock to jump. Many a night I dreamed of your lips wrapped around my cock bringing me to pleasure.”
Desire slowly began to build in the pit of my stomach as Devlin spoke. “Your total disregard to rules of any kind I think is your sexiest attribute.”
The carriage stopped and the door opened. Jonathon, Devlin’s butler, cleared his throat making his presence known. Devlin slowly turned to his butler. “Jonathon, be so kind as to take Miss Annie back up to her room.”
Devlin reached for a sleeping Annie and handed her to Jonathon. “Sir, which room should I prepare for you and Mrs. Covington?”
Devlin’s eyes lit up with passion. “Mine. We shall be there in a moment,” he whispered as he shut the carriage door.
Smiling, I tipped my head down and batted my eyelashes as I spoke to Devlin. “Mr. Covington, are you not ready to be with your new bride?”
“I’m not finished telling you why I love you, Sophia.”
My stomach dropped and I involuntarily let out a moan. Devlin certainly knew how to turn me on.
“The first time you ever batted your eyes at me and licked your lips I knew I wanted you. I feel in love with you that very moment.” Devlin said as he moved to the front of me. Dropping to his knees, he placed his hands under my dress and moved them slowly up my legs. My breathing had increased tenfold. Placing his hands on my knees, he slowly pushed my legs open. My mouth parted and I imagined what his lips on me would be like.
“My name off your lips … I think is one of my favorite things. I want to hear you whisper my name in the heat of passion, Sophia. I don’t want to make you forget, I want to make you desire something new.” His hand moved up my inner thigh and I was practically panting with need.
“Sophia, look into my eyes, sweetheart.”
My eyes locked with his. “Tell me you want me and I’ll bring you up to my room and make love to you all night.”
Danny. The guilt was beginning to take root. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and slowly blew it out.
Life moves on.