The Duke's Runaway Princess (Love By Accident) (14 page)

She felt the zipper on the back of her dress slide downward and arched her body into his because the feeling of the zipper tickled her slightly.

When her dress loosened around her, she felt his fingers dive into her hair and he pulled her against him, kissing her passionately as he gently pushed the dress down her body. The material pooled around her feet but he didn’t stop the passionate embrace, but instead deepened the feelings as his hands moved to the back clasp of her bra. His expert fingers had that tiny scrap of material released and swept away within moments and Zarah felt as if her breasts actually swelled with pride when his hands moved up her waist and settled just underneath each breast.

He lifted her up once again, placing her in the center of his large bed. As he looked down at her, Zarah wanted to both let him take his fill of her nakedness, but she also wanted to cover herself, almost afraid of the heat transmitting through his eyes.

“Don’t be afraid,” Derrick said, watching her closely and seeing the worry start to form. “You’re beautiful,” he said as he quickly removed his clothes, tossing them behind him and uncaring of where the tailored pieces landed as long as he could swiftly get back to this incredible woman laying on his bed. He felt as if it had been years since he’d first seen her in the shop for the first time but it had only been about a month. That was a long time for Derrick but he wouldn’t trade this night, or the sweet courtship of the last few weeks, for anything. He might have been frustrated as hell, but he’d enjoyed every moment of being with her.

His eyes slid down her body, amazed at how perfect she was. Her beautiful breasts had those dark pink peaks that his mouth was aching to feel. Her narrow waist flared slightly to luscious hips and long, perfect legs.

His fingers slid up those extensive legs, skimming along the surface and smiling when she wiggled underneath his touch. When he reached the black lace thong, he considered leaving them on because she looked so damn sexy with the lace covering such a small part of her. But in the end, he wanted her completely naked with nothing stopping his touch. So his fingers hooked into that tempting lace, pulling it down her legs and tossing it to the side.

She bent her legs slightly, as if to hide that glorious apex that he was determined to explore tonight. But she couldn’t hide herself from him. He put a knee to the side of her and a hand on each side of her shoulders, looking down at her before he lowered his body to hers, gritting his teeth at how perfect she felt, naked and warm and willing.

“You’re beautiful,” he growled as his mouth nuzzled her neck, smiling when she shivered. He moved lower, slowly making his way towards his goal. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing those ripe nipples that so fascinated him. And when his mouth finally reached one peak, he hesitated, feeling her whole body stiffen with anticipation.

He didn’t disappoint. Zarah gasped when she felt his mouth take one of her nipples into his mouth, fighting the urge to push him away because the feelings his teeth and tongue elicited were too strong, too powerful. He moved from one breast to the other, his fingers and hands taking over where his mouth left off and Zarah thought she might simply explode in a ball of fire and heat.

She breathed a sigh of relief when his mouth moved off of her breasts, kissing his way down her stomach. But her mind finally figured out where he was going next. It was confirmed when his hand skimmed along her thigh, ticking her skin once again. “Don’t do that,” she laughed and tried to catch his hand.

Instead, she found her hand captured as he moved back up her body, her hands lifted over her head as he looked down at her. “Open for me, Zarah. I promise you will like it.”

Zarah took a deep, shuddering breath and relaxed her legs, trusting him. The victory in his eyes almost scared her as his large body moved between her legs. He released her hands and started the journey back down her body and this time, there was no turning back. He kissed her breasts until she was writhing under him, then moved down her body, kissing her thighs, her hips, his finger teasing that secret place that no man had ever seen before.

When she felt one long finger slide inside her, she arched against him a moment, but the feeling was too good and she relaxed, enjoying the way he moved that finger in and out, her moisture making the path easy.

Her fingers were on his shoulders, clenching the muscles as her body experienced a man’s touch for the first time but as he moved lower, her fingers moved to his hair. She almost bolted upright when she felt the heat of his mouth where his finger had been, then he slid that finger back inside of her while his mouth and tongue explored. She fell back against the mattress and, within moments, she was exploding, falling apart and crying out her release as wave after wave of intense pleasure danced through her body.

Derrick watched as her orgasm lifted her up, then back down as it softened but continued. He loved the way she felt, so hot and tight and amazingly sweet. He moved up her body, enjoying the intense pleasure of giving her that kind of a release. But now he wanted more and he kissed her body, not allowing her to relax because the night was not nearly over.

He settled between her legs, lifting her knees so that one leg was around his waist. As he slid inside of her, he watched her face. She was surprised by the invasion, but her body was more than ready to accept him. He closed his eyes briefly as her heat closed around him, feeling so good he had to concentrate to not climax himself.

Zarah arched and shifted her hips, trying to relax and let her body accept all of him but this was too new for her. Her hands gripped his shoulders once again and she bit her lip as the pain stabbed her momentarily. Nervously, she glanced up at Derrick to see if he noticed, but his jaw was tight and his eyes closed.

When he stopped, Zarah took a deep breath, trying to relax her muscles and become more comfortable with him like this. But it was difficult. He was a large man and she was too new to all of this. When he started moving, she initially grabbed his arms, trying to stop him. But then the friction caught her and she gasped. All thoughts of stopping him flew away, replaced by the desire for him to move once again. She almost laughed when he did just that, without her asking him to. She lifted her hips this time, taking all of him once again and loved the way he felt as he shifted inside of her.

As he picked up the pace, there was no more thinking on Zarah’s part. All she could do was hold onto him, knowing that he would keep her safe. When her body exploded once again, this time more intense and longer, she cried out and wrapped her legs around him, holding him as closely as possible as the storm exploded.

Derrick couldn’t hold back any longer. As her body convulsed around her, he pushed into her harder, faster. And as she cried out, he felt his own climax overtake him. Nothing like this had ever happened to him and he held her close as they slowly drifted on the plateau of incredible pleasure before sliding gently, ever so softly back down to earth together.

Chapter 9

Zarah woke up to something tickling her back. She didn’t feel like opening her eyes because she was still so tired from the previous evening. “No,” she whispered and snuggled down into the soft sheets.

Derrick laughed at her stubborn expression but wasn’t relenting. “You have to wake up sooner or later, Zarah.”

“Later,” she sighed, still with her eyes closed. But consciousness was seeping in despite her best efforts to remain asleep. The light from the window was hitting her eyes as the sun made its way higher into the morning sky and she felt Derrick’s heat from his chest on her back. The heat was so intense, she was actually feeling uncomfortable and wanted to throw off the sheet. But that would give him more of a reason to think she was awake and she was just too tired right now. “Go away,” she growled.

In response, he nibbled along her neckline, teasing the sensitive skin he’d discovered on her back. “You should know by now that I’m not letting you get away with that.”

Zarah stretched out and tried to put just a few inches between her back and his chest. “You’re too hot,” she complained. “Move over.”

Derrick surveyed the beautiful back that was all he could see at the moment, contemplating how to get her out of bed. His housekeeper was downstairs with breakfast ready and he knew that she had a meeting with several of the village shop owners in less than an hour. But as his eyes moved down her back, taking in her adorable back side, he couldn’t stop himself. His hand moved slowly down her spine, tickling her as he made a path to her bottom, which he knew from last night she didn’t like him to touch for some reason. It was perfect, he thought, with a round shape and long legs. His hands had cupped that bottom several times in the heat of their passion and she hadn’t minded then. It was only when he wasn’t inside of her that she shook her head.

But she was asleep now. And he intended to take full advantage of her desire to try and ignore him. He considered it his civic duty to get her fully conscious so she could make it to her meeting this morning. He’d even go with her if it would help, he thought as his mouth followed the same path his hand had just taken. He heard her grumble when he reached the middle of her back. When he was at the base of her spine, she rolled over, not allowing his mouth to travel further downward.

He didn’t mind in the least. Her action had given him full access to her full, round breasts and he noticed that her nipples were already hard and waiting for his attention. He wasn’t one to ignore that kind of plea, he thought as he lowered his head and took one of her succulent nipples into his mouth, his teeth closing on the peak.

Zarah was definitely no longer asleep. In fact, she was definitely awake and her body wrapping itself around Derrick one more time. “You’re horrible,” she groaned as she lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist.

“You needed a wakeup call.” He gritted his teeth in an effort to hold back, but in the end, he needed to be inside her too much. Grabbing a condom from his bedside table, he sheathed himself quickly, then slid into her tight heat, holding her gently but firmly as her hips rose up to meet him and invite him into her body.

Zarah bit her lip as she instantly tightened around him. When he rolled over, still deep inside her, she gasped and looked down, her hair a tangled mess around her face but the new position felt different. She pulled her knees to his side and placed her hands on his chest to steady herself, then followed his unspoken instructions as his hands clasped her hips, raising her higher, then pulling her back onto his erection. “Oh my,” she gasped and found a rhythm that she liked, feeling powerful and sensuous.

Derrick thought she was the sexiest woman alive as she instantly grasped onto this new way of making love. He still couldn’t believe that he was her first lover, but each time he thought about it, he was thrilled that she’d trusted him with this experience. And he wanted to make it better and better for her.

He wasn’t sure he had a choice in that matter anyway. Zarah was gorgeous and uninhibited, shy at times, but when he encouraged her to embrace her sexuality, he thrilled to the way she let go. It drove him wild and he could barely maintain his own control.

Such as right now as she moved in the way that made her feel good. Just watching her, with her head back, her breasts thrust forward and her hips shifting so that she had maximum pleasure was making him insane! He reached down to help her climax more quickly, not sure if he could hold out at this rate. As soon as he pressed his thumb against that magic button, he marveled at the way her body exploded with her climax. He could only watch for a moment though because her body tightening around his made his orgasm come fast and hard and he grabbed her hips with both hands, moving her faster and harder, taking control even while she was on top.

When she collapsed on top of him, he loved the way her hair splayed out all over his bare chest, feeling like silk against his skin. As their breathing slowly returned to normal, he ran his hand through her hair, soothing her with the rhythmic motion.

“What did you say about a wakeup call?” she asked, sighing with happiness when she could finally form a thought.

Derrick regretted that reality had to invade their private world once again. “I thought you mentioned a meeting with some of the business owners this morning,” he said as he pushed her hair back off of her cheek. “I was trying to be a gentleman and not let you be late after I kept you up so late last night.”

Zarah gasped and looked around for a clock. When she spotted the time on his bedside table, she knew she was going to be late. “Oh no!” she groaned and jumped out of Derrick’s bed. She grabbed his shirt that she’d torn off of him last night and pulled it around her. “Where’s your bathroom?” she asked, grabbing her clothes from the various places on the floor where it had fallen after he’d taken them off of her last night.

“Right behind you,” he said as he pushed himself up and watched her. He was fascinated by her long, slender legs as she hurried around the room, trying desperately to gather up her belongings and still maintain her modesty by clutching his shirt around her. But she was too tiny and the shirt had so much material, she was losing her grasp of her dress and underclothes as she tried to find his bathroom. In the end, he got out of the bed and helped her, handing her the shoe and bra that she dropped. He led her into the bathroom and turned on the shower for her. “I’ll shower in another bathroom. Otherwise, you’ll definitely be late.” He kissed the top of her head and headed out of the area. “I’ll meet you in ten minutes for breakfast.”

“I don’t have time for breakfast,” she called back, watching to make sure he was going to leave the bathroom before she let his shirt drop from her shoulders.

Derrick knew exactly what she was doing and laughed softly. He stopped leaving the bathroom and walked over to her. Bending down, he kissed the top of her head then swatted her cute bottom. He chuckled when he heard her squeak while he walked out and closed the door to give her some privacy.