Chapter 320: Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty
His lips slowly shifted away from her mouth. He pressed very soft warm kisses to the high, curve of her cheeks. He moved slightly lower, tracing the sharp line of her jawline with his gentle mouth.
Delaney let out a breathless sigh that seemed to echo in the quiet room.
She reached her hands up from the sheets. She buried her fingers deeply into his hair. She held onto him very tightly, anchoring herself completely to his solid, reassuring presence. A wonderful, dizzying heat began to build very quickly inside her chest, spreading a delightful warmth down to her toes.
Rowan continued his slow careful descent. He kissed the sensitive, soft skin of her neck. He pressed his mouth exactly to the spot where her pulse was beating a rapid, frantic rhythm against her skin.
Delaney let out a sweet, helpless moan. The soft sound filled the room.
The beautiful sound of her pleasure drove the Duke completely wild. It was exactly like a powerful, intoxicating drug to his senses.
Rowan’s steady breathing suddenly grew much heavier and far more ragged. He trailed his warm, open-mouthed kisses lower and lower, moving completely down the very center of her soft body.
He kissed her collarbones then moved to take one hardened nipple into his mouth. Delabey arched her back, giving him more to take. Rowan sucked, licked and gave the nipples a gentle bite, taking turns giving them his undivided attention.
He left her breast and traveled down. He kissed the soft curve of her waist. He continued moving slowly until he finally reached her thighs.
Delaney was still wearing her stockings. The fine fabric clung perfectly to the smooth skin of her legs.
Rowan did not use his hands. He stopped moving entirely. He rested his chin gently against her knee and looked slowly up the entire length of the large bed. He made an unbroken eye contact with her.
He wanted her to see exactly what he was doing. He wanted her to understand completely how much he desired her.
Delaney’s breath hitched sharply in her throat. She stared back at him, her chest rising and falling very rapidly. She was captivated by the raw, undeniable hunger shining so brightly in his gaze. She could not look away from him.
Keeping his burning eyes locked firmly on hers, Rowan leaned his head forward.
He used his teeth to gently grip the delicate edge of her right stocking. With a very slow movement, he pulled the stocking down. He did not rush. He let the silk slide slowly over her skin.
The cool night air of the large bedroom rushed over her newly bare skin, creating a sharp, wonderful contrast to the intense heat of his mouth. He pulled the stocking completely off her foot.
He turned his attention to her other leg. He repeated the exact same gentle skilled action with her left stocking. He gripped the white silk with his teeth, keeping his eyes on her flushed face, and pulled the fabric slowly down her calf. He pulled the silk completely off her left foot.
Rowan tossed the two stockings carelessly onto the floor. With her legs bare, Rowan lowered his head again. He began to press very soft, feather-light kisses directly to her small feet.
He moved agonizingly slow. He trailed his warm, gentle kisses completely up the smooth, soft skin of her calves. He kissed the backs of her knees, entirely relishing the small sensitive shivers that ran completely through her body at his touch. He slowly, carefully moved his mouth back up toward her thighs.
The heat inside Delaney’s body was rising too fast. It was completely overwhelming. The sweet tension was coiling completely tight in the very center of her stomach. His slow, worshipful pace was driving her entirely mad. She felt as if she were burning from the very inside out.
Delaney simply could not take the waiting anymore. She needed him and she needed him right now.
She tightened her grip fiercely on the bedsheets, twisting the soft fabric in her small fists. She lifted her head slightly from the soft pillows, her dark hair falling around her shoulders.
"Please, Rowan," Delaney pleaded softly.
Her sweet voice broke in between her soft helpless moans.
"Please," Delaney begged him again, her voice shaking with need. "The wait will be the end of me."
Rowan was entirely focused on his important task. He was completely lost in the wonderful softness of her skin and the sweet, clean, intoxicating scent of her body. He wanted to give her every single ounce of pleasure he possibly could. He was really determined to make this night perfect.
Because of his deep concentration, he did not hear what she said at first.
He continued tracing gentle burning kisses along her bare skin, driving her further and further into a state of madness.
"Rowan, please," Delaney whispered again. Her voice was slightly louder this time, shaking with desperation.
She let go of the twisted bedsheets. She reached her small, trembling hand out and gently touched his shoulder. Her fingers pressed into his warm muscle.
Rowan finally stopped his movements. He lifted his head slowly.
He looked at her and he knew that he could not deny her anything she asked for. If she wanted him now, he would give himself to her immediately. Her word was his command.
Rowan moved his body slowly up the length of the wide bed. He completely covered her, supporting his muscular weight firmly on his strong arms so he did not crush her delicate frame.
Rowan moved with care. He gently lifted one of her legs. He placed her leg securely and comfortably over his broad shoulder.
He looked intensely into her hazel eyes one last time. He did not speak, but his eyes asked for her final permission. He wanted to be absolutely sure she was ready.
Delaney did not hesitate for a single second. She nodded her head quickly. She reached her arms up, wrapped them securely around his neck, and pulled him down to her.
Slowly, Rowan closed the distance between them. He joined them completely together, making them one single entity.
Delaney let out a sharp, sudden gasp. Her eyes fluttered completely shut.
The feeling was overwhelming. A single happy tear slipped slowly from the corner of her closed eye and rolled softly down her flushed cheek.
Rowan let out a deep satisfied sigh that completely vibrated through his chest. He lowered his head and rested his warm forehead gently against hers.
They began to move.
