Gypsy - Lesley Pearse [108]
Beth sat down on the couch as Theo poured her a glass of wine. ‘Are you warm enough?’ he asked, handing it to her.
‘Yes, thank you,’ she replied, suddenly nervous. She loved his kisses and being held and caressed by him, but she had no real knowledge of what came next, whether Theo would undress her, or if she had to do that. Would it hurt her? And would he know how to make sure she didn’t end up with a baby?
Beth had made it her business to find out from Pearl how women could protect themselves. There were douches and tiny sponges which she’d seen, and learned the theory of how they worked. But it was all theory. Pearl had said that rubber sheaths for men were what she advocated, but she had added that most men were reluctant to use them.
Theo sat down beside her and watched as she took a gulp of her wine. ‘What’s going on in that pretty head?’ he asked.
‘Just that it is a big step coming here with you,’ she replied.
He looked tenderly at her, then took her glass away and put his arms around her. ‘I’m not going to hurt you,’ he said softly. ‘I only want to show you the delights of lovemaking.’
He kissed her then, the tip of his tongue flitting in and out of her lips in a way that always made her belly tighten and her nipples grow hard. In the past such kisses had either taken place late at night in the cold as they walked home, or standing in the corridor of the basement at Pearl’s, with Jack or Sam expected back at any minute, so Beth was always tense.
But she was warm now, no one was going to interrupt, and she willingly succumbed to the bliss, moulding herself into his body and letting her anxieties flow away.
‘Ummm,’ he sighed, running one finger down her cheek, her throat and into the valley of her cleavage. ‘I’ve waited for this for so long.’
With just one finger he gently pulled back the bodice of her dress and the lace-trimmed camisole beneath it to reveal her right breast while looking into her eyes, his face just a couple of inches from hers. His finger met her erect nipple and he smiled before putting his head down to take it in his lips.
Beth involuntarily gasped, for she had never felt anything quite so wonderful as his sucking, licking and biting. She shamelessly held his head and arched her body towards him as a glorious tingle rushed all over her.
He had both her breasts fully exposed now and went from one to the other, kissing, caressing and sucking, and the sight of his rapturous expression in the soft light from the lamp heightened her pleasure still further.
‘Too many clothes,’ he murmured. ‘I want to see your body and kiss it all over.’
Her dress had tiny buttons right down the back. He moved her to sit up in front of him and with his left hand still playing with her nipples he unbuttoned it, all the while kissing her neck and shoulders as he peeled it down. Laces were untied, her stays dropping to the floor, and suddenly she was sitting there, her naked upper body incongruous with her dress and petticoats ballooning around her waist.
He dropped to his knees in front of her, taking the pins and feathered ornament out of her hair and running his fingers through her curls, as he kissed her long and hard. Beth could feel her private parts growing wet and hot and she was kissing him back feverishly, wanting still more.
Theo got up from his knees, taking her with him, and as he kissed her he pushed her dress, petticoats and drawers down over her hips. Bending to take her nipple into his mouth again, his hand slipped in between her legs and slid one finger into her.
Beth was beyond caring that she was allowing a man to take such liberties with her. Her heart was racing, her breath hot and fierce, and she was shamelessly moving against his finger and moaning out how much she liked it.
Her clothes were kicked aside. She was naked apart