The Love Match (Entangled Scandalous) by Lily Maxton Read Free Book Online Page B

collarbone and her breasts. His hands circled her stomach and her chest, leaving warm, gentle trails.
    By the time he actually did place the head of his erection against her entrance and ease into her body, her hips were already tilted and her back was arched, ready to receive him. He watched her face as he pushed into her warmth. He hesitated when she closed her eyes in an expression that was as close to pain as pleasure.
    “Are you—?” He broke off when she shifted under him, moving to increase the friction where they joined. A strangled sound caught in his throat at the indescribable pleasure of her tight body gripping him. “I suppose that answers my question.”
    And then life and time dwindled to one moment. There was nothing beyond them, no world outside of their physical awareness. Nothing but her taste in his mouth and her salty scent in his nose and her skin under his fingertips and his body moving with hers.
    Then, everything built to one point, and with a low cry, her arms tightened around his waist, and her movements halted. She trembled beneath him, convulsed around him mercilessly. He thrust slowly once, twice, and again, drawing out her release, holding off his own to give her pleasure for as long as possible. But her fingernails digging into his back and her warm, soft body beneath him pushed him off the ledge. With her name a hoarse cry on his lips, he withdrew quickly, spilling his seed on her stomach.
    His unsteady arms didn’t hold him for long. He was shaking as he collapsed next to her, careful not to crush her under his weight. He didn’t know why he was shaking. He only knew that, until tonight, he’d never truly lost himself in another person.
    Olivia had stripped him of all control, and though his terrified heart raced at the thought of it now, a mere minute ago he’d wanted to stay lost forever. He watched her as she looked down curiously, then lowered her hand and touched the viscous liquid on her stomach, smearing it across her skin. Then she glanced at his cock, her brow furrowing.
    “It’s a way to prevent pregnancy,” he explained, his voice hoarse. If he hadn’t come to his senses at the last moment, he would have held her hips and spilled deep inside her. Part of him still ached to.
    “How extraordinary,” she said, sounding as though she actually was fascinated by the science of it all.
    He smiled, and a feeling washed over him that was much too close to tenderness.
    He turned onto his side, trying to ignore the feeling. There was barely enough room on the settee for both of them, but somehow they managed to get comfortable. He brushed loose hair away from her forehead with hands that weren’t quite steady and glanced down at her as a knot tightened his stomach.
    “You’re regretting it,” she said, interpreting his expression correctly.
    “No,” he lied.
    She stared.
    “I ruined you,” he added thickly, guilt threatening to strangle him. He was a rutting beast. Not interested in the consequences, just in the potent pleasure of having her.
    “I’m only ruined if someone finds out,” she pointed out.
    “What if your husband realizes when he takes you to bed for the first time?”
    She inhaled sharply. “I don’t think I shall marry. And even if I do, he might not realize. You’re regretting things that haven’t yet occurred.”
    “I’m thinking of your future,” he said. She should be angry, rail at him, strike him—anything other than this quiet acceptance.
    “No,” she replied firmly. “You’re trying to turn this experience into something unpleasant. Something you would undo if you could. But you can’t undo it. And I wouldn’t want to anyway. I… I thought it was wonderful, actually.”
    He closed his eyes briefly. His chest ached. “You’re being honest.”
    “I know,” she said. “It’s not easy.”
    “Oh, Olivia,” he murmured. She was far, far too good for him. She deserved a man who would give her the moon and the stars—not one who