Chapter 42: Sweet Caresses ( 17)
Jessica placed her lips on Kaiser’s with an assurance she did not yet know she possessed. The kiss was timid at first, then deeper, more frank.
Kaiser welcod her initiative, his hands sliding from her cheeks to her nape. His fingers sank into the mass of her hair, undoing the last remnants of her hairstyle. He responded to her kiss, and Jessica felt the slightly rough texture of his tongue against hers. A shiver ran down her spine.
"Mmmh..." The low vibration escaped her before she could hold it back.
She pressed herself against him, her own hands feverishly seeking the buttons of his coat. Her fingers encountered the fine cotton shirt underneath, and the heat of his hard chest through the fabric.
Kaiser let out a hoarse breath against her mouth. "How could your fiancé let sothing so delicious slip through his fingers?"
"Hmmm," she moaned, her voice lower, hoarser than usual.
He broke the kiss first, his lips settling at the corner of her mouth, then on the sharp line of her jaw. Jessica tilted her head back, offering the long paleness of her throat. He accepted the offer.
His lips slowly descended along her neck, warm and precise. She felt his breath on her skin, then the wet contact of his mouth just below her earlobe, where her pulse was beating rapidly.
"Haaaa..." A trembling, charged sigh escaped between her parted lips.
He kissed her there, gently sucking the tender skin. A sharp tingle of pleasure ran down her spine. "Kaiser..." she moaned, eyelids closed.
He barely lifted his head, his voice a purr against her skin.
"Kaiser..." she repeated, fingers gripped on the shoulders of his coat.
His lips descended again, lingering at the base of her neck, then on the delicate clavicle that the neckline of her dress left exposed. His mouth beca more insistent, sucking the flesh until a pink and slightly bruised mark ford there. Jessica’s breath caught, then exhaled in a small muffled moan. "Ah... nngh..."
His hands descended along her back, molding every curve through her clothes. The broad palm stopped at the base of her spine, pulling her firmly against him. Jessica felt the hard and clear pressure of his erection against her lower abdon. A wave of heat flooded her.
She slid her fingers into his hair, tousling it. Kaiser finally lifted his head to look at her. His eyes glead in the dim light, scanning her flushed face, her swollen lips, the fresh mark on her clavicle.
"Look what you’ve done," she murmured, touching the sensitive skin with her finger.
An almost imperceptible smile crossed his lips. "A souvenir. So you think of
tomorrow."
"As if I needed a mark for that," she retorted, but her voice lacked conviction, weighed down by desire.
He brushed the outline of the mark with his thumb, then returned to capture her mouth in a deep, possessive kiss that seed to steal the little breath she had left. One last "Mmmph..." was lost between their mingled mouths.
His lips, slightly moist, left hers to descend again on her neck. He kissed the other side this ti, lower, just above the clavicle, where the skin was thin and translucent. A new hickey, more marked.
Jessica let out a trembling "Mmmmh...
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