He grazed the nub with his teeth and her sex tightened around him as though her teat was directly connected to her most private area. What a fascinating discovery. Owen moved his attentions to the other breast, drawing her pearls there as he went. He used his tongue and lips to press a few pearls tight around her nipple and she shuddered violently over him.

Letting out a primal growl, he released his arms from their imaginary shackles. He couldn’t hold back any longer. With both hands, he gripped her bum and drove her faster, bouncing her small body above him like a man possessed.

Elaine braced on hand on his shoulder and moved the other between their bodies to slide against her nubbin. Her strokes were tentative at first-so very different from the rest of her behavior that night-and then grew bolder and more frantic.

Unable to resist any longer, Owen brought his hands up to mold over her breasts. Her nipples branded his palms.

A series of short, high pitched half-screams came from her, and then she collapsed against him, the walls of her sex surging around his cock. After a few more thrusts, he spilled inside her with a shout.

A cascade of pearls clattered against the floor, rolling about until they finally came to a stop. Owen looked down. A few of them remained in his hand, along with the remnant of the string.

FIVE

“ I’m sorry,” Owen rushed out. “I’ll buy you new pearls as soon as we return home.” His eyes were panicked as he stared down at the remnants of her necklace in his hand. His length was still deep inside her, hard and pulsing.

She cradled his face in her hands. “I don’t care about the pearls, Owen.” Planting a kiss on his nose, Elaine stood and moved to the bed. “I just wanted to try something a little different. The pearls seem a small price to pay for…” She shrugged when she couldn’t put it into words, then flopped back on the counterpane.