mouth away. “Not enough.”
He cupped her cheek. “I was a fool. I was wrong! Can’t you allow me to say that to you, and mean it? I tried to put my duty to my country before my need for you. I just can’t .”
“You want me? ”
He pulled her against him until the hard ridge of his cock rubbed her stomach. “Dammit, yes!”
“I know that”—she gestured dismissively at his groin—“but what about the rest of it?”
“I want that too.”
“What exactly?”
He sighed. “I want to marry you and keep you with me for the rest of our natural lives. I find I can’t live without you, and that loyalty to my country is a very poor substitute to loyalty to the woman I’ve fallen in love with.”
“But you hardly know me.”
He took her hand and placed it over his heart. “I know the truth here. I knew it the moment I met you. It’s not as if I haven’t had a great deal of experience in these matters.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
He kissed her. “I know that you probably need time to believe me and mayhap fall in love with me yourself, but I’m willing to wait—if you marry me first.”
As he spoke, his hands were busy, rearranging and loosening her gown and corset until her garments began to fall to the floor. He murmured his appreciation, his fingers finding her nipples and pinching them into hard points.
“And if I don’t want to marry you?” She sounded rather breathless. His mouth closed over her nipple and her knees wobbled.
“Then I’ll ruin you, or you can choose to run away from respectability and become my mistress. I know that you like an adventure.”
He stripped off her shift and laid her back on the bed, exploring her needy flesh with his mouth and hands and body, making her writhe and wiggle beneath him. He drew her knee up and to the side to expose her sex and bent his head.
“I’ve been wanting to do this again.”
She tensed as he kissed her clit and then licked it into his mouth, one finger inside her cunt, his wet thumb pushing up into her arse. She climaxed, arching off the bed, and he groaned, his teeth grazing her clit, sending her off into another dizzying spiral of pleasure.
“I want this, I need this.” He raised his head and fixed his lust-filled gaze on her. “I swear to God, I’ve never wanted another woman like this, and I never will.”
She ran her foot up the side of his breeches until she reached his hip and moved inward to the huge bulge of his cock.
“I want this.”
His breathing hitched as she nudged him with her toes. “As you ask so nicely.” He fought with the buttons of his placket to release the flap that covered his cock.
“Take your shirt off as well.”
“You want me naked?”
“Yes!” He finished stripping with a speed she could only admire and she got her first view of his entirely naked body: his lean hips, taut stomach, and muscular chest.
“Oh.”
“Oh, what?” he smoothed a hand over his shaft spreading the wetness that came from the crown.
“You are rather big.”
“You’ve taken me inside you before.”
“I’m just not sure how I managed it.”
He lowered himself between her thighs. “You’ll manage. You’re a resourceful woman, Faith.” The head of his cock nudged her opening, and she let out her breath as he eased inward.
“That’s good, love, that’s—” He groaned as she tilted her hips forward allowing him even deeper. When he was all the way inside her, she wrapped her legs around him to stop him even daring to think of leaving her ever again.
He started to thrust and she clung to him, finding her own rhythm along with his, her own climb to the delights of sensual pleasure he’d shown her before. She came, and he kept moving, driving her onward, his hand easing between them to tease and pluck her clit, driving her wild.
He reared up on his knees, his strokes shorter and faster. She started to come again, and lost herself in his eyes, in his rhythm, in his all-conquering need. He made no
He cupped her cheek. “I was a fool. I was wrong! Can’t you allow me to say that to you, and mean it? I tried to put my duty to my country before my need for you. I just can’t .”
“You want me? ”
He pulled her against him until the hard ridge of his cock rubbed her stomach. “Dammit, yes!”
“I know that”—she gestured dismissively at his groin—“but what about the rest of it?”
“I want that too.”
“What exactly?”
He sighed. “I want to marry you and keep you with me for the rest of our natural lives. I find I can’t live without you, and that loyalty to my country is a very poor substitute to loyalty to the woman I’ve fallen in love with.”
“But you hardly know me.”
He took her hand and placed it over his heart. “I know the truth here. I knew it the moment I met you. It’s not as if I haven’t had a great deal of experience in these matters.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
He kissed her. “I know that you probably need time to believe me and mayhap fall in love with me yourself, but I’m willing to wait—if you marry me first.”
As he spoke, his hands were busy, rearranging and loosening her gown and corset until her garments began to fall to the floor. He murmured his appreciation, his fingers finding her nipples and pinching them into hard points.
“And if I don’t want to marry you?” She sounded rather breathless. His mouth closed over her nipple and her knees wobbled.
“Then I’ll ruin you, or you can choose to run away from respectability and become my mistress. I know that you like an adventure.”
He stripped off her shift and laid her back on the bed, exploring her needy flesh with his mouth and hands and body, making her writhe and wiggle beneath him. He drew her knee up and to the side to expose her sex and bent his head.
“I’ve been wanting to do this again.”
She tensed as he kissed her clit and then licked it into his mouth, one finger inside her cunt, his wet thumb pushing up into her arse. She climaxed, arching off the bed, and he groaned, his teeth grazing her clit, sending her off into another dizzying spiral of pleasure.
“I want this, I need this.” He raised his head and fixed his lust-filled gaze on her. “I swear to God, I’ve never wanted another woman like this, and I never will.”
She ran her foot up the side of his breeches until she reached his hip and moved inward to the huge bulge of his cock.
“I want this.”
His breathing hitched as she nudged him with her toes. “As you ask so nicely.” He fought with the buttons of his placket to release the flap that covered his cock.
“Take your shirt off as well.”
“You want me naked?”
“Yes!” He finished stripping with a speed she could only admire and she got her first view of his entirely naked body: his lean hips, taut stomach, and muscular chest.
“Oh.”
“Oh, what?” he smoothed a hand over his shaft spreading the wetness that came from the crown.
“You are rather big.”
“You’ve taken me inside you before.”
“I’m just not sure how I managed it.”
He lowered himself between her thighs. “You’ll manage. You’re a resourceful woman, Faith.” The head of his cock nudged her opening, and she let out her breath as he eased inward.
“That’s good, love, that’s—” He groaned as she tilted her hips forward allowing him even deeper. When he was all the way inside her, she wrapped her legs around him to stop him even daring to think of leaving her ever again.
He started to thrust and she clung to him, finding her own rhythm along with his, her own climb to the delights of sensual pleasure he’d shown her before. She came, and he kept moving, driving her onward, his hand easing between them to tease and pluck her clit, driving her wild.
He reared up on his knees, his strokes shorter and faster. She started to come again, and lost herself in his eyes, in his rhythm, in his all-conquering need. He made no
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