Desired by a Lord (Regency Unlaced 5) by Carole Mortimer Page B

past, much as she had two nights ago. That she was perhaps even a little late in having discovered such ecstasy.
    In the end, she decided she was neither of those things, and that curiosity remained her main emotion.
    Xander smiled. “Once I discovered how much more pleasurable it was to have a woman do it for me with her hands and mouth, I lost all interest in the pastime.”
    She drew in a shaky breath at the memory of having Xander’s hands and mouth on her. It was more enjoyable to have someone else give you pleasure. “Would you enjoy having my hands and mouth on you?”
    “Very much.” His voice had lowered gruffly. “But first, I think we have to take off these infernal boots.” His smile became rueful as he sat down on the blanket to take off first one black Hessian and then the other. “Come and sit with me.” He patted the blanket beside him.
    Emily still felt shy about what they were doing, but her curiosity far outweighed that shyness. She desperately wanted to see what Xander was like beneath those pantaloons. His shaft looked incredibly long and thick. That monster, she had called it in her head earlier.
    “Closer,” he encouraged once she was seated next to him on the blanket, waiting until she had scooted nearer before slowly and methodically removing every one of the pins from her hair. “Better.” He nodded his satisfaction as the fiery length fell loose about her shoulders and down to her waist. “Unfasten my pantaloons now.” He leaned back on his hands to give her easier access.
    Her bottom lips caught between her teeth, her fingers trembling, as she slipped each button through its fastening.
    “I am not wearing undergarments either…”
    Her eyes widened on that single flap of material that was the only thing hiding Xander’s shaft from her. Or his cock, as he chose to call it. It sounded so much naughtier to call it that, even inside her head. Cock. Cock . Yes, she liked the sound of that so much better than her own prim reference of shaft or male member, when she dared think of it at all.
    Oh my God…
    The moment Emily folded back that concealing material, Xander’s cock jutted free from a nest of dark curls. Wide and long, it curved up toward the flatness of his abdomen, as she had thought it might. There was a thick and pulsing vein running along its underside. The foreskin was pulled completely back, allowing the blood-red top to mushroom out, that tip moistened with a viscous fluid escaping from the slit at the top. And nestled below that turgid length was a heavy sac she also wished to explore.
    “What would you like to do first, Emily?”
    She gave Xander a glance and then looked quickly down again, her tongue running along her lips as she stared at that throbbing length. What did she want to do with it?
    “Do you want to touch my cock? Lick it? Suck it?”
    I want to do all of those things, Emily realized a little dazedly.
    She, who had never so much as thought of doing such a thing before, now ached with wanting to touch and kiss and suck that huge cock into the heat of her mouth. To hear Xander groan from the pleasure she was giving him. She , Emily Marsden, and not one of those sophisticated ladies he no doubt bedded when he was in London.
    “Come kneel between my thighs,” Xander encouraged, spreading his legs wide apart before lying down completely, his head resting on his folded arms as he looked down the length of his body at her.
    Emily felt emboldened without that dark blue gaze upon her, shameful in her eagerness as she moved so that she knelt between Xander’s thighs, the thick length of his cock bobbing temptingly in front of her.
    She touched it, hesitantly at first, a thrill running through her as Xander made a soft moaning noise at her touch. The skin felt surprisingly silky, that thick vein pulsing beneath the soft pad of her thumb as she traced its path from root to tip. Bringing forth another of those low moans from Xander, and causing more of that