The Spy's Lady: A Steamy Victorian Historical Spy Series (Romancing Intrigue Book 2)

by Laura Shipley

  His hands moved farther up until he cupped the throbbing mound between her legs. Kate whispered his name and widened her legs. Ethan rubbed his hand up and down over the fabric, knowing the friction on her sensitive skin would arouse her. He wanted her wet and writhing, but only when he could at last touch her, skin to skin.

  At last, Ethan untied the strings to her drawers and pulled them off. Only Kate’s chemise remained. Once that was removed, she would be completely bare to him. First, he needed another taste of her lips.

  Ethan climbed onto the bed next to Kate and cradled her in his arms. He stroked his free hand up and down her arm, studying the beauty in his embrace. Funny, he had never noticed the small sprinkle of freckles over the bridge of her nose, which only enhanced her allure.

  It was time, Ethan thought, time for them to be together. He brushed a stray hair from her forehead. “You are sure, my darling?”

  “I’ve wanted no one else, Ethan.” She pulled him down for another soul-searing kiss which hit Ethan straight in the heart. Electricity ran down his arms and legs and came back to center in his shaft. God, he loved her.

  They were so close, there was hardly space to breathe. His hard member pressed against Kate’s abdomen, and they moaned with desire, lost in a haze of sexual discovery Ethan let Kate explore his body to her contentment. Her fingers ran through his hair, then came down to cup his face while her tongue asked for admittance. Already, she grew bolder, and Ethan approved. He wanted an equally enthusiastic partner, not a shy girl; Kate proved to be idyllic.

  Every inch of him craved to possess her. Kate’s chemise was the last barrier between him and heaven. The delicate fabric glided off her shoulders with the sweep of his fingers. When he could finally bask in her beauty, it struck Ethan breathless, and every instinct told him to claim her as his own.

  Nothing could prepare him for the vision he beheld. Alabaster skin glistened from the exertion of their ministrations thus far. Her breasts were full; the tips already peaked in arousal. The flare of Kate’s hips beckoned him to hold her as he worked himself inside her. Between her legs, he saw a hint of moisture. She was already wet for him, but before he finished his cock would be bathed in the juices of her climax.

  Ethan stood and removed his boots, trousers, and drawers before rejoining Kate. She blushed as she peered at his manhood and watched him remove his clothes. He smiled and reminded himself that she was innocent in lovemaking.

  With his love once more in his arms, Ethan took her mouth for his own. He lightly nipped down her neck until he came to her breast. He took the pink nipple into his mouth and suckled. At the first touch of his tongue, Kate arched off the bed, pushing her chest toward him, eager for more. Ethan caught her nipple between his teeth then gently tugged before he released his hold. He feasted on the luscious mound until Kate trembled beneath him, then he did the same on the other side. The more she cooed and sighed with pleasure, the harder his erection grew. He was torturing them both, but he had to quell his growing need. This time with Kate was precious, and Ethan would do everything in his power to make this a night she would not soon forget.

  Kate hummed with pleasure at every lap of Ethan’s tongue and every nip of his teeth. Her skin was so sensitive and in tune with his every touch.

  When he finished with her breasts, he captured her lips again. While Ethan took her tongue into his mouth, he placed his hand at the junction between her legs. He nudged at her inner thigh, coaxing her legs apart. Kate complied. His hand covered her apex, and his fingers found her soft curls. The sweet honey of her arousal wrapped around his fingers. His cock ached to take their place.

  “Ethan, please,” Kate begged.

  He explored until he found Kate’s damp folds and the hidden bud underneath.

  “Please, what, Kate?” Ethan wanted to hear the words from her lips.

  “Take the ache away. I feel like my body is about to explode.”

  Ethan chuckled and stroked her entrance. “I can help you, my love.”

  With those words, Ethan put two fingers into Kate, as she whimpered with need. He started a slow rhythm, in and out and felt her muscles squeeze around his fingers. Soon she would do the same to his dick, but not yet. He stroked her canal while his thumb rubbed the sensitive nub above her entrance. A soft mew of delight escaped her lips.

  Kate rocked her hips in time with his fingers, desperate to find release. She was close, Ethan guessed. While he played with her, he brought his mouth back to her breast and teased her nipple to a hardened point. Kate’s thrusts increased, and she moaned louder. He tugged on her nipple and, at the same time, increased the pressure on her clitoris. It launched Kate over the precipice. Her back flew off the bed, and she dug her toes into the sheets as she screamed his name while clenching around his fingers. The sound of her climax caused a few drops of cum to drip from his engorged penis. But Ethan would not let Kate rest. He immediately started again, and within a few seconds, he had her bucking until she again reached completion.

  Ethan removed his fingers and saw the moisture reflected by the firelight. Kate was ready for him. He positioned himself on top of her. Their eyes met as he plunged into her wetness, past the barrier of her innocence and into paradise. They gasped at the sense of completion they felt. Ethan could not stop himself and buried his rod to the hilt. Overcome by longing and primal need, he thrust into her. He knew he should slow down, but when he tried to do so, Kate dug her nails into his back and encouraged him to keep going. Her hips rose to meet him.

  “Don’t stop Ethan; please, I need you.”

  It was all he needed to hear. He pounded into her, and Kate was there to meet each stroke. The sound of their naked, sweat-slicked bodies, skin to skin, was the only sound as Ethan plunged deeper. He claimed Kate’s lips while he rode her hard, and her tongue hungrily tangled with his. Years of pent up lust had broken through the dam, and neither one could control the flood of passion sweeping over them.

  Ethan hammered into her, and Kate wrapped her legs around him. She was close again. His balls tightened, and he fought the urge to spill his seed. He spread Kate’s legs wider apart, allowing him deeper entry. She mewed her approval. A moment later, her hands splayed over his buttocks. Her fingers pressed into his hot flesh, urging him on.

  The rhythm of their lovemaking made her breasts bounce up and down. He heard the slap of their bodies each time his cock fully seated inside her. Kate’s blue eyes clouded with lust, her mouth widened on a sensual groan, and her skin flushed from his attentions; it was the perfect picture, and it drove him to the peak of ecstasy. Ethan’s balls contracted, sending a current racing into his cock, signaling his orgasm. He rocked into Kate one last time before spilling his seed inside her. Ethan cried out her name, the last thing he remembered before he went over the edge to oblivion.

  Chapter 19

  Never in her wildest dreams could Kate have imagined what she had experienced with Ethan. When he had undressed her, it had been sweet torment. The brief contact of his fingers on her skin had made her want to shout for him to rip off her clothes. His mouth and tongue had driven her to distraction. She had been overcome with a hunger of her own and had boldly explored his mouth and body.

  Kate had used all her restraint when she had undressed Ethan. He was a fine specimen with a broad and chiseled chest. The hair on his chest had tickled Kate when their arms had been entwined. Ethan’s arms and legs were toned, even his manhood was impressive. Granted, she had never seen a man’s member in the flesh but seeing his protruding erection had been enough to arouse her.

  She was a woman possessed, eager for the man she had loved for so long. At the first touch of Ethan’s fingers on her womanhood, she had been lost to the sensual thrill of his lovemaking. When they, at last, came together, she understood desire and passion and why some people spent their lives in pursuit of it.

  The first touch of his cock against her entrance had stretched her muscles in the most sinful way. Inch, by delicious inch, he had invaded her
with his pulsating shaft. There had been only a moment of pain before Ethan had sunk in completely, and then waves of pleasure had overcome her. As he sank into her over and over again, she gasped at the girth of his cock and the way it filled her. When she had orgasmed with Ethan inside her, she knew her life would never be the same. They were connected, heart and soul, forever.

  Now they laid in the bed, a tangle of arms and legs. Kate’s body felt satisfied and loved. The memory of Ethan’s touch still lingered on her skin. This is how it should have been years ago. A moment of guilt overtook her. They had lost five years together; it was time they would never get back. Even more reason to cherish the moments they had together. They were both young, and she could still bear children, Ethan’s children. He could have planted his seed tonight. At the mere thought, Kate put a protective hand over her stomach; the idea made her giddy.

  Ethan rolled over and brought Kate into the comfort of his arms. She wanted this to last forever. She tried to forget that Arthur was after her and Robbie. Right now, there was nothing to cause her fear. Alas, tomorrow would come and, with it, the stark reality of life.

  Kate reminded herself that she had Ethan to help her through it all. He wanted to marry her. She was still in mourning, but in a few months, they could be together.

  She closed her eyes and felt Ethan’s breath against her ear. “I did not hurt you, did I?”

  Kate smiled to herself and peered at Ethan. “No, in fact, I feel wonderful.” She planted a kiss on his lips to prove her point.

  Relief washed over Ethan’s face. “I’m glad.” He pulled her tighter. “Because I plan on having you at least two more times before the morning if that meets with your approval.”

  Kate laughed with pure joy. This was the way life should always be, she thought as she snuggled into Ethan and fell asleep.

  At some point during the night, Kate had turned on her side with her back pressed against Ethan’s torso. She awoke to the feel of Ethan’s fingers, stroking her already wet folds. Kate sighed and felt the hard nudging of his cock on the small of her back. A lusty feeling of warmth spread over her.

  Ethan paused long enough for Kate to spread her legs apart so he could glide his manhood between her legs and penetrate her. When he entered, his wide girth made her gasp again in wonder. His engorged member brushed back and forth over her sensitive skin heightening her reaction. Kate rode a tide of sensual euphoria and knew she neared the peak that would send her soaring to the heights of ecstasy.

  The rhythm was leisurely, but Kate wanted none of that. All the yearning she had kept bottled up for all these years came bursting forth in this one night with Ethan, and she planned to relish every minute. She pushed her pelvis backward to take him deeper. Every inch of her burned to be branded by this one man.

  Ethan chuckled and brought his hand up to brush the hair away from Kate’s ear. “Do you like that my darling, the feel of me inside you?”

  “Yes, Ethan, and I want more; I want all of you. Please, I’ve waited long enough.”

  “We both have.”

  With those last words, he thundered into her at a more voracious pace. The friction of his cock, both inside and out, made Kate see stars. Her legs fell farther apart of their own accord while her head rolled back and a moan escaped her throat. The familiar sensation started below her waist, making her toes curl in anticipation. She wrapped an arm around Ethan’s neck, holding on to him like an anchor as he relentlessly rocked into her.

  Ethan increased his speed, while his hand played with her sensitive pearl, which brought her so much pleasure. Their joining was more than that of the flesh, it went down to their souls. As Ethan pounded into her, Kate swore she heard him say her name; it was all she needed. A flame ignited deep inside, and all at once, the burning in her channel turned into an inferno. It coursed through her body, begging to be quenched by Ethan. He pulled out and plundered in once more before she shattered into a million pieces, the juices of her release drenching his pulsating cock.

  It was not enough for Ethan. He continued to thrust and rub Kate to another orgasm. He drove into her one more time before he cried out and shot his cum deep into her body. Ethan stilled but kept his arm secured around Kate. Their breaths mingled in the air, both trying to come down from the high of their lovemaking. Kate’s body felt deliciously sore, and she savored it.

  “I’m sorry,” Ethan panted.

  “For what?”

  “I feel like a heathen taking advantage of you. Tonight is our first night together, and I cannot control myself around you.”

  “You have nothing to be ashamed of; I liked it. It felt right.” Kate stroked the arm that held her.

  In response, Ethan tightened his hold and kissed her shoulder. “It will always be like this because we are meant for one another.”

  Kate would hold him to that promise.

  The lovers came together one more time in the early morning hours. This time a tender, almost reverent, union replaced the urgency of their last coupling. They realized this might be the last time they could be together for a while, and they wanted to memorize each other’s bodies and responses. When Kate climaxed this time, she, at last, felt sated.

  A few hours later, Kate opened her eyes to the coming day. She spent the first few moments recalling the prior night. Her body could still feel Ethan’s hands on her body and his shaft inside her. The thought of him made her hum with excitement. Kate’s soul felt a sense of inner peace. For the first time in her adult life, she felt complete. She had everything she had ever wanted, the man she loved and her son.

  Robbie. The thought of him made Kate sit up in bed. The threat to them still loomed. No matter how lost she had been in Ethan’s arms during the night, in the bright light of day, uncertainty returned.

  Ethan stirred beside her and turned to look at her. “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing, I just remembered.”

  “Remembered what?”

  “Everything.” Kate sank back on to the bed. “I remembered that Robbie is at your home, waiting for me. I remembered that a madman is trying to hurt my son and me.”

  “You must remember something else.” Ethan came to lie on top of her.

  “What?”

  “That I love you, and I’m here with you, no matter what.” Ethan planted a gentle kiss on her lips before rolling out of bed. “We can eat breakfast, then be on our way home.”

  “What about Mary’s body? She needs a proper funeral.”

  “I will speak to the doctor before we leave and have a service planned in the next few days.”

  Kate called for a maid while Ethan crept down to his room to get dressed. He gave her a devilish wink just before leaving the room. The man was naughty, in the most sinfully delightful way, and his heart belonged to her. She rose from the bed and put on her nightgown. It would not do for the maid to find her naked.

  Her mind went back to poor Mary. Kate wanted to make sure they made the final arrangements for the girl. She had been an innocent victim in some sick game. The thought disgusted her.

  Kate found it hard to believe that Arthur had committed murder. It did not seem possible. She had seen him angry, but she did not think him capable of such an act. Then again, she didn’t know him very well. Dire circumstances might drive a person to do something they normally would not do. Kate just wanted Arthur apprehended. She wanted her life back, the life she could have with Ethan.

  Dr. Wallace arrived as they finished breakfast. Ethan escorted him into the library. Kate was speaking with the housekeeper when Elise approached them.

  “Begging your pardon, Your Ladyship. I wanted to show you something that I thought might be important.”

  “What is it?”

  Elise glanced around, checking to see if anyone saw them. Kate took her by the arm and led her away from the prying ears of the other servants.

  “I found this under Mary’s bed last night. She had mentioned keeping things she treasured in a slit in the mattress, so I thought I w
ould check. I’ve never seen it before, so maybe it was from the gentleman she was seeing.”

  Elise opened her hand and showed Kate a broach. It was an intricate silver flower, which fit into her palm. There were no ornamentations or jewels, but it was still a work of art. It was not something a country maid would normally have in her possession.

  “This is not a family heirloom?”

  Elise shook her head. “No, Mary didn’t have any family. She was always excited when she bought new things and would show them to me right away. I never saw this, so I wondered if it might be because the man gave it to her.”

  Kate hoped it was a clue to the mysterious stranger. If she had time, she would go to the village and see if any of the shops sold this piece. Perhaps, they could get an identification on Mary’s murderer. “Thank you for showing this to me, Elise.” Kate held out the broach to the maid.

  “Don’t you want to keep it in case you need it?”

  “No, I think Mary would want you to have it.” Kate placed the broach in Elise’s hand. The maid bobbed a curtesy and left.

  Kate made her way back to the study. As she entered, Ethan and Dr. Wallace were shaking hands. The doctor nodded his head toward Kate and left.

  “Dr. Wallace will finish his examination and turn the body over to the preacher. Mary will have a proper burial.”

  “I’m glad. Thank you, Ethan.”

  Ethan kissed Kate on the forehead. “Come along; let’s go home.”

  Chapter 20

  It relieved Ethan to be returning home. He had been nervous that something might happen at Kate’s childhood home while they were there. He was not familiar with the house, and he didn’t like being unprepared if something would have occurred.

  Thankfully, all had been quiet while Ethan had spent the night worshipping Kate. His body tingled from the mere remembrance of what they had shared. No matter how many times he had been inside her last night, each time had been a revelation. Now more than ever, he was determined to resolve Kate’s predicament so they could move forward with their lives.