Free Lillian's Light Horseman by Jasmine Hill

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    He broke away from their kiss, panting heavily and she swayed at the loss of his strong body.
    He chuckled. “Open your eyes, Lillian. I want to see those lovely green pools.”
    She fluttered her eyelids open and focused unsteadily on him. He made a low growling sound in his throat then gently lowered them onto the blanket.
    “I hope this dress isn’t a favorite,” he said huskily, kneeling over her. Grasping the fabric at her collar, he rent the material down the middle, exposing her chemise. He swept his gaze over her hungrily and her nipples puckered at the force of his intense scrutiny.
    “So beautiful.” He dipped his head and took one of the erect little tips into his mouth, sucking through the sheer fabric. She gasped and arched her back, pushing her breast farther into him. The feel of his hot, wet mouth on her nipple sent delicious quivers straight to her loins and she groaned in pleasure as he took a long, drawing pull on the tight nub.
    He lifted his head and she gazed at him, marveling at the heavy-lidded look of ravenous lust that he gave her before he bent to take her other nipple into his mouth, sucking deeply.
    Lillian curled her fingers into his hair and tugged him into her, trying to get closer and needing to relieve a dull throb that had started low in her belly.
    He tore his mouth away from her and quickly divested himself of his clothing, his chest heaving with his ragged breaths. He shrugged out of his jacket and shirt then tugged off his boots, trousers and undergarments until he was standing gloriously naked over her.
    She gasped, her attention traveling the length of him, drinking in his sculpted chest and rippling abdomen. She dropped her gaze lower, stopping at the solid shaft of his thick erection, which strained up to his belly button and seemed impossibly large. Her eyes grew wide as she thought about what he would do with that piece of his anatomy.
    He joined her once more on the blanket and covered her body with his own, kissing her gently, almost reverently then sweeping a soft trail of kisses from her lips to her ear. “God, I want you,” he rasped and suckled gently on the delicate skin of her neck.
    She was desperate to get closer. Grasping his upper arms, she shuddered beneath him.
    William drew away from her and, keeping his eyes locked on hers, moved slowly down her body. He removed each of her shoes and dug his thumbs into the arches of her feet, sending shooting sparks of pleasure straight to her groin.
    He dragged the remnants of her dress from her shoulders and tugged the garment down her legs. “Fuck, too many clothes,” he grunted, ripping her chemise in two and tearing through her undergarments until she was lying completely naked beneath him. He reared back, settled himself between her legs and studied her body intently in the firelight, making her blush hotly under his examination.
    “Don’t be shy, my darling,” he said softly. “You’re beautiful”
    He started a slow caress from her throat as he gazed at her adoringly. “Your breasts are perfectly rounded. Perfect for me.” He cupped each globe and thumbed her taut nipples.
    She whimpered, his touch sending sharp quivers deep into her core. He smiled lazily and dipped his head once more to kiss a leisurely trail from her breasts down to her belly. He dipped his tongue into her navel, tasting her before continuing a path from one hip to the other.
    Lillian squirmed in delight as he drifted his lips softly over her skin, flicking his tongue over her flesh and sending goosebumps flaring across her body. She was desperate for something more and she thrust her pelvis against him in a frantic attempt to relieve the ache that was flaring low in her belly.
    “Please, William,” she begged. “You’re torturing me.”
    He chuckled. “I’m preparing you, sweetness.” He slid his lips lower along her belly. “I’m preparing you to take me.”
    “Oh.” She panted, watching him sink farther down her body.