“I … I think so …”
She heard him chuckle.
“Nice to know I can make you speechless.”
“Is … is it always like that?”
“For the most part.” Lucas kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and then her mouth. “Trust me; there’s a lot more than that.”
Dorothy could guess. She was pretty sure it was more than him tending to her body with his hand. Shouldn’t they be naked as well?
She wanted to find out more. And she wanted to see what was nudging her in the hip. Dorothy’s curiosity was climbing with her arousal as her nerves faded away. Soon, she couldn’t remember being nervous.
Lucas certainly had magic hands.
Making a decision, Dorothy shuffled around on Lucas’ lap. He let her, although he looked rather bemused as she shifted her skirts up to make it easier to straddle his lap.
“Dorothy?”
“If there’s a lot more to it than that …” Dorothy smiled as she sat on his thighs, her hands on his chest. “I want to know. Do you think you can show me?”
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Lucas’ heart was pounding as he almost dragged Dorothy upstairs. He hadn’t intended to touch her so intimately and make her come apart in his arms, but he just couldn’t help it. The way Dorothy eagerly accepted him, asking for more; it was enough to enflame any man.
Not just any man. Just me. And only me.
They didn’t pass any household servants as they made their way to his bedchamber, and Lucas was partially relieved. He didn’t want the staff to gossip about what they were doing, but a part of him also wanted everyone to know. A possessive part of him wanted to declare his intentions.
God, Dorothy was bringing out a side that he wasn’t sure he could handle.
They stumbled into his bedchamber, Lucas shutting the door and locking it before pulling Dorothy back into his arms for another kiss. She was just as greedy, running her hands over his chest and sliding her hands under his jacket to hug him, her fingers digging into his back. It made Lucas feel stifled, so he shrugged off his jacket and threw it aside. He didn’t know where it had landed, nor did he care.
He just wanted to keep touching Dorothy and have her touching him.
His hands brushed against the sleeves of her dress, and he began to tug them down. Dorothy broke the kiss with a gasp, staring at him with darkened eyes, her cheeks flushed. For a moment, neither of them moved, simply staring at each other. Lucas waited, his heart in his mouth. He was desperate to get Dorothy naked and beneath him, but if she faltered now …
Dorothy licked her lips.
“I think we should undress ourselves.”
Lucas blinked.
“What?”
“I’m not well-versed in undressing men.” Dorothy moved back, sliding out of reach. “I think you should do that. And I’ll undress myself. After all,” she added as she slid the sleeves down her arms, her eyes still on him, “I have a feeling you’ll rip my garments. I don’t know how I would explain that to my parents.”
Lucas was sure he was living in a dream. Where was this boldness coming from? There was confidence about her, but now? It was like the gloves were off, and she was taking charge. It was very erotic to him.
He wanted to see more of it.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her as Dorothy undressed, turning away as her dress fell about her feet. She stepped out of her shoes, bending over to roll down her stockings. Lucas’ gaze became focused on her backside, clad in white silk. His cock was so hard it was a surprise it hadn’t ripped through his clothes.
He watched while Dorothy undid her stays and chemise, and then her drawers also fell to the floor. Then she was naked before him, still turned away to reveal her smooth, bare back and that rear end that had filled Lucas’ dreams. With her arms up to cover her breasts, she looked over her shoulder at him. Now she was watching him with a furtive expression, her confidence dwindling without her clothes on.
“Does that meet with your approval?” she asked quietly.
Lucas growled and advanced on her. He grabbed Dorothy before she could move and practically tossed her onto the bed, coming over her as she bounced on the mattress. Dorothy’s gasp broke off as he kissed her, swirling his tongue in her mouth as he rolled her onto her back. Her arms came around his shoulders, her hips lifting off the bed and rubbing against his thigh. God, he loved how responsive she was.