To Eternity by Daisy Banks Page B

for a wonderful evening, Magnus.”
    â€œI should thank you. I’d never have thought of going to Stonewells for the firework display. See how you brighten my life?”
    She laughed.
    â€œI’m serious,” he said, catching her around the waist. “You have no notion how much you mean to me.”
    â€œReally?” she whispered, as he pulled her a little closer.
    â€œI swear on all you may believe to be holy.”
    â€œShow me,” she whispered.
    He sucked in a deep breath. “You have my promise I will, every moment from now until dawn, if you’ll allow me.” He swept her up into his arms.
    â€œPlease, Magnus.” She put her arms around his neck.
    He took the stairs one at a time, enjoying the light glowing in her eyes, the softness of her gaze, and his anticipation of her skin against his. In their bedroom, he placed her on the bed, turned to the hearth, and in no haste, started to strip off his clothes. He looked over his shoulder at a creak from the bed. “No. Wait. Please, let me help you. I’ll undress you.”
    The pupils of her eyes dilated fast, and he smiled. Tonight, he wanted her to enjoy him, all of him. Each pleasure he could give would delight her. By using his control, her lassitude would give him all the time he needed.
    Naked, he lay down beside her, kissed her silken lips, and listened to her gentle breath in response. She lay languid in his embrace in a way he’d not seen before. He slid the pearl clip from her hair, then placed it on the bedside cabinet. Her gaze followed his every movement as he moved down the bed to smooth his fingertips over her feet, her ankles, and up to her knees. Silky hosiery. He smiled as he touched the warmth of her skin above the stockings, never tights. Should he leave them on? Or not? He moved his hands back down her leg, pleased by the little tremors in her muscles. “Sit up for a moment. I’d hate to spoil your gown.”
    She complied.
    With the care of a lady’s maid, he unclipped the corseted bodice. He slipped the dress from her shoulders down to her waist. All the time her gaze stayed on him. “Lie down now,” he said.
    She lay back down and careful not to tug the delicate fabric he slid the gown from her.
    Her underwear tonight, pearl white, accented with two tiny pink flowers, was so virginal, yet her nipples peeked from the half-cup bra, demanding his attention. He stroked his tongue in the valley between her breasts. Her small whimper encouraged him. Pushing the silky fabric down with his thumbs, he revealed the puckered areola and proud nipple of one breast. He unclipped her bra as he nuzzled closer to take it between his lips. Sian sighed as he caressed her smooth skin. He stroked her hip and thigh as he licked, sucked, and nibbled, awaiting her first moan of pleasure.
    She pushed up to press harder against his fingers when he stroked the damp silk fabric of her panties.
    â€œOh, yes.”
    He smiled at the needy whimper, then moved across to her other nipple. He took it into his mouth and sucked so hard she groaned.
    Wonderful.
    Sian lifted her hips farther from the bed in an effort to chase his hand. He returned to caress the tender skin above her stocking tops, but didn’t as much as graze the fabric of her underwear.
    Her breathing quickened in response to him suckling and stroking. The rise and fall of her murmurs told him the level of her arousal, but he wanted more from her, a lot more. He released her nipple and lifted up to look into her eyes. “I want you to relax for me. Close your eyes.”
    She lowered her lashes. Her long sigh warmed his cheek. He slipped his arms around her and drew her closer still. Electric sparks of delight flittered on his skin at her touch. Exquisite. Angling his head, he pressed his mouth to hers, then teased with his tongue until she opened her lips to suck his inside the moist heat of her own.
    Tonight, he would share an