And his cock throbbed in his trousers, so hard that each of her movements felt like a delicious torture.

He heard a noise above them, and they sprang apart, both of them panting, staring at one another.

The noise receded, and her mouth—moist from their kiss—curled up into a knowing smile. “Well. It seems we have something in common, even if we can scarcely agree on anything.”

He wanted to argue about not agreeing, but realized how that would just prove her point. Besides which, the most important thing was that they did agree on one thing. Namely, how soon they could tear one another’s clothes off.

“So what are we going to do about our common interest?” His voice was roughened by passion.

She licked her lips, and he groaned aloud, making her smile more wickedly. She drew her hand up her body, her fingers touching her stomach then trailing up to touch her breast. She splayed her fingers out around her breast and squeezed, emitting a soft sigh. “I touched myself last night, thinking of you,” she said.

“Fuck, woman,” he growled. He wanted to take her in his arms again but he knew that was dangerous, since clearly neither one of them was thinking straight.

“That is what I want,” she answered, her gaze sliding down his body to settle on where his cock thrust out from his trousers. “I want you to fuck me.” And he swallowed, his throat dry. He knew he would recall just how she’d said that for the rest of his life, likely an integral part of his fantasy when it was just him and his hand. “I just don’t know where to go so we’re not interrupted.” She lifted her gaze back to meet his. “I want to have plenty of time for exploring,” she said, biting her lip.

“A room.” His voice was ragged. “We’ll get a room. Tonight. After the party.”

She smiled. “As long as I am home in time for breakfast, my lord.”

He gave a brief nod, then couldn’t keep himself from reaching down to give his aching cock a squeeze.

“That’s for me,” she said. “Don’t do anything there until tonight.” She raised her chin challengingly. “If you are able to.”

He’d do it, even though he’d be walking around with a cockstand for the rest of the day. Damn. He couldn’t wait to give her all the pleasure he could.

“Tonight,” he repeated, then turned on his heel to walk out the door, knowing if he stayed he wouldn’t be able to resist anything about her.