Kiss Me, Kate by Tiffany Clare Read Free Book Online

shoulder, afraid of what was to come next only because she didn’t know the steps in this erotic dance.
    The hunger she read in George’s gaze was somehow empowering. One of his fists clenched the material of her chemise; the other pushed out her knee so his shoulders fit between her spread legs. Kisses were rained over the inside of her thighs—higher and higher till he was nearly at the part that ached most for those kisses.
    The first press of his mouth against her moist center made her moan; the sound was foreign to her and full of desperation. She bit the side of her hand to stop from making more noises. His fingers spread the folds of her sex, and the next she knew, his tongue was sweeping a delicious path of ecstasy over the sensitive nerves of her womanhood.
    As her legs fell open, George’s hands slid beneath her rear and pulled her off the bed and tighter against his feasting mouth. She’d never felt a pleasure like this before, and biting the side of her hand ceased to mute the noises emitted from her throat at bay a moment longer. Threading her hands through George’s hair, she held him tight and squeezed her thighs around his head. His tongue moved in a circular motion around the swollen nub at the apex of her thighs. The sensations built and built; then his finger pressed into her sheath, spreading the evidence of her pleasure and finally tipping her over the edge and into a bliss she hadn’t realized she could experience with the simple touch of his tongue.
    Kate released his hair, and dropped her thighs wide, suddenly spent. George rose over her. With her body so relaxed, his manhood jutting out between their bellies looked less intimidating where it hung heavily against her navel.
    “It’s time to remove your chemise. I’ll see my soon-to-be wife in nothing but her flushed skin.”
    George pulled her up and removed the thin slip of material, tossing it somewhere behind her. She couldn’t help her curiosity and reached out to brush her hand tentatively over that private part of him. The skin was almost silky, and it was surprisingly soft for being so rigid.
    George let out a harsh exhalation, and she pulled away. “Touch it more if you like.”
    She reached for him again. “What does it feel like?”
    “I imagine it’s a lot like when I touch you.”
    What would he do, then, if she put it into her mouth as he had put his tongue into her?
    Fingers under her chin, he raised her face so they were looking at each other. Did he understand what she wanted to do?
    “Not now, dearest.”
    Her gaze dropped back down, looking at that part of him that was so different from her. She felt the weight of his manhood in her hands, and tried to wrap her hand around the girth, but came up short of being able to do so. A bead of fluid emitted from the tip, which she touched with her finger. The consistency was odd, so she spread it around the flushed head.
    With a groan, George pressed her down into the mattress once again and covered her body with his. The weight of his body atop hers was a delicious sensation she had no words for.
    “I’ve wanted you for so long, Kate.” He kneed her thighs farther apart and positioned himself so the jut of his manhood pressed against her wet center. He closed his eyes with that first touch and held complete still above her. His forearm was braced on the bed next to her arm. “I need to be inside you, joined to you.”
    When he opened his eyes, the blacks of his pupils could not be distinguished from his brown irises. Hunger wasn’t a strong enough word for the expression ensnaring her. Hitching up her pelvis with his free hand, he pressed slowly inside her. Fingers tangled together, they watched each other as he filled her.
    “There won’t be a day that will go by where I won’t tell you how much I love you, Kate.”
    “I love you, too, George.” Her back arched and her body opened up to him further. 
    As he moved inside her, their gazes never broke. He brought her