Free Lord Greyton's Fall From Grace (Lords of Avalon Novella Series) by K. R. Richards

he could remember everything about her while he was gone .
    “No more than thre e or four, I’d say, ” Grace answered after thinking for a moment . “Any more than that and it would be difficult to keep up with them, I’m afraid.”
    “Two sons and two daughters . It sounds perfect.” Owen picked up an apple slice and lifted it to her lips . He watched her smile and take a nibble . S he licked her beautiful rosy lips after chewing . I t was nearly Owen’s undoing .
    “That would be perfect , Owen .” Grace smiled happily at him .
    He reached out and put his hands about her upper arms . He gently urged her to bend to meet him . One hand moved to her nape to bring her the rest of the way so their l ips met . “Grace, I love you so, ” h e whispered before he possessed her lips . They kissed , each one demanding response from the other, fanning the flames of passion that ignited between them even higher .
    When Owen realized she could not be comfortable bending over him, he sat up, rose to his full height and pulled her upward . His hands around her slim waist, he backed her to ward the daybed; the very place he had been avoiding since they arrived at the Summer House . Caution had long been thrown to the wind . As always happened when they kissed, their passion flamed into a raging inferno . He burned .
    As the backs of her thighs brushed against the daybed, he pushed he r gently so she fell back upon the heavily pillowed bed . Straddling her legs he eased himself over her. As their bodies molded to one another they both moaned softly.
    “Grace, dearest, Grace, you’re so soft and warm…” Owen whispered huskily as he kissed her eyes, her cheeks, her lips, her chin . His lips moved along her jawline to nibble upon her earlobe . He pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the tender spot behind her ear . When he felt her light feathery kisses upon his neck, he nearly groaned with pleasure .
    His hands moved to her breasts . He gently caressed and fondled them through the fabric of her gown . He found her nipples and teased them into hardened pebbles . He had to taste her ! “Grace, I want to see your breasts, may I untie your bodice?”
    Grace arched into his hands that still cover ed her breasts . She answer ed with a breathy, “yes . ”
    Owen quickly untied her bodice and lowered the pale yellow muslin fabric . His eyes feasted on her full breasts straining against the sheer fabric of her chemise . He aga in touched her hardened nipples . He hurriedly untied the ribbon drawing the fine lawn together and loosened it so her breasts were bared to him. “Grace, you’re beautifu l . Your breasts are perfection, ” h e murmured huskily before he dipped his head to take one hardened pebble into his mouth . His fingers lovingly worshipped her other breast as he suckled her.
    Grace threaded her fingers into Owens dark brown hair, moaning softly as his mouth teased her breast, “Owen.”
    His lady’s voice sounded sultry and smooth . He lifted his head to see her brown eyes dark and heavy-lidded, her lips parted and swollen from his kisses . His mouth moved to her other breast . She arched beneath him while her fingers dug into his shoulders . He allowed one hand to slip between the mattress and her bottom . He cupped the firm, rounded globe and pressed her against him . When his teeth nipped lightly at her nipple, she arched and ground herself against his hard cock, nearly driving him out of his mind .
    He tried to find the will to stop himself . H er passionate reactions to his touch and kisses were driving him over the edge . If this were not Grace, the woman he intended to marry beneath him, he’d have already buried himself deep inside her and would be pumping himself into her moist warm sheath.
    Grace writhed beneath him, overwhelmed at the ache and the need she felt, for what she didn’t truly know . She never wanted these wonderful sensations to end . “Owen!” She gasped as he sucked her breast into the