Free Shadowed by Sin by Layna Pimentel Page A

spent the night here?”
    She grinned. “With any luck, she will disclose the scandalous behavior to my papa, and the wedding will be moved up.”
    Clever girl.
    He sat up and raised a brow. The girl had the worst timing. He was stiff—no—throbbing. He’d need divine intervention to not take her innocence tonight. Benedict waved her over and then patted the bed.
    As she slid up next to him her eyes widened with surprise. “Ben, you are not wearing anything underneath your bed linens, are you?”
    Benedict shook his head and found the blush sweeping across her face immensely pleasing. Evidently, his betrothed’s virginity embarrassed her, even though he could not have been more relieved. He looked forward to corrupting her and turning her into a pleasure fiend.
    “Does it bother you that I’m not?”
    She nodded again, her blush now spreading to her neck. “But I…”
    “I suppose, in order for you to get over your shyness, there would be no harm if you wanted to see my shaft.”
    She shook her head vehemently. “Oh, no. I could not…we cannot.”
    Benedict chuckled and pulled the sheets away and laughed as she slapped one hand over her mouth and the other over her eyes. The bed shook from his laughter. He could not contain himself any longer.
    “Do not be afraid,” he murmured as he placed a gentle kiss on the back of each of her hands before removing them. “While I had intended to wait until we were married, I shall like to show you how you can pleasure me, and I you, and still leave your hymen intact. That is, unless, you are eager to discover such pleasures beforehand?”
    Benedict placed one of her hands on his chest and the other over his member. Her warm hand blissfully teased him. How he looked forward to sinking himself between those thighs and thrusting into her sweet, tight hole. “That’s not so bad, is it?”
    She shook her head and smiled. Her breathing had even relaxed. For tonight he’d spare her any further embarrassment and wait until she fell asleep before he took care of himself. Right now though, he’d pleasure her until he’d exhausted her. He wanted her head reeling from his ministrations, and ready to move to the next level of pleasure.
    “Sweetheart, I would like you to remove your gown. But if you’d prefer, you may leave it on, but know that I will lift up your gown.”
    She gasped at the suggestion, but slowly complied with his request. Estelle was not very large. In fact, her petite stature made her appear as delicate as a glass doll from the Orient. Benedict straddled her. He reveled under her touch as she brushed her fingers over his nipples and the patch of hair trailing down his chest toward his shaft.
    “Have you ever touched yourself, Estelle? Like here.” Benedict caressed her breasts and then squeezed them. “Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to have someone touch, lick, bite, or pinch?”
    He silenced her with a deep, passionate kiss, intent on dulling her mind with need. As his tongue rolled with hers, Benedict pinched the rosy bud of nipple and she groaned into his mouth. Lord, loving her would be the death of him.
    Benedict pulled away and slid down her lithe body until his mouth reached her breast. This time he licked and suckled her breast as a man would, and then nipped at her nipple. Her bottom was raised sufficiently that his cock came close to make entrance, and he could not let that happen unless she permitted him.
    He forced himself off and slid even further down, prying her thighs apart. Tonight promised to be a long night, but how he looked forward to delighting her.
    Benedict continued with his ministrations, bringing his lips to the crest of her moist curls. The scent of her arousal drove him mad, to the point he desired nothing more than to ruin her, but he could not. Their time alone this evening, and her willingness to go this far, was a gift far greater than anything else. Besides, in no time they would be married and he would