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Emrys was right about the windows. From the inside, she could see the vertical windows on each side, with the light streaming in sideways. Behind the pulpit, there was a matching rose window, with seven vertical windows beneath. Caitlyn hurried up the aisle and stepped up behind the altar to see more clearly. She had been to Notre Dame in France, but that had been so long ago. And she hadn’t been able to prowl around inside and get so close to the windows.
Emrys strolled up behind her. His hand rested on her neck as she stared up at the windows. She could study them all day.
But distracting her at the moment was Emrys’s other hand, which had begun moving very slowly down the front of her dress. She leaned her head back and tilted it to the side, and he began to kiss the crook of her neck. Letting out a soft sigh, Caitlyn felt her cheeks burning. But that wasn’t the only part of her burning. There were parts of her heating up that wanted him very much. They wanted him now, and responding to his own obvious want, which was pressing determinedly into her back, they began to throb with need.
His hand crept down her belly and between her legs. There his fingers teased her and forced a breathless moan out of her that echoed through the church walls.
“Now? Here?” she breathed. She wondered whether he had a condom on him, although if he didn’t, she couldn’t imagine asking him to stop, no matter where they were.
“I have to have you, Cait.” Emrys rubbed himself against her.
She shuddered and put her hand over his, letting herself tighten around his fingers. He laughed softly.
“You are a greedy thing, aren’t you? I suppose I have to give you everything I have.”
“Now, Emrys, now.”
“We should take this back to the palace,” he suggested. “Get some protection.”
“Once without it will be fine,” she panted.
With a broad lap of his tongue over her neck, Emrys bent her over the wooden divider between the choir loft and the pulpit. His fingers continued to tease her pussy as he nibbled on her flesh, making her squirm and mewl in a most undignified way.
“Please…”
“Oh, I will.”
His kisses moved down her shoulder, and his other hand slipped under her dress. Soon her panties were dropping, and he rubbed his thick erection against her cheeks. It was torture, waiting for him. All of him. She reached behind her and wrapped her fingers around him. He grunted deep in his throat as she stroked her fingers over him, and then guided his length to her.
“Are you ready?” Emrys asked.
“I can’t wait anymore,” she pleaded.
He pushed into her, and at her gasp, paused and rubbed his hand up and down her belly. His girth was as daunting as Caitlyn remembered, but she craved having him inside of her, and she spread her legs wider and pushed back a little to encourage him.
Bit by bit, inch by inch, he entered her, stretched her, thrilled her. The groan that came out of her was deep and long, and her hand went back to grab his ass. His hand moved up her dress to squeeze her breast, and he began to move inside her.
Heat radiated outward from between her legs. Jolts of pleasure caused her to make little noises with every thrust. When he finally hit his rhythm, Caitlyn could no longer be still or remotely restrained. She keened like a wild creature, driven to distraction by the force of him inside her.
When she began to come, her legs grew weak, and she sagged over the wooden partition. He reached down once more, fondling her as she came, and she shuddered and babbled incoherently.
Emrys had a way of making her weak all over.
His hips jerked, and she clenched as tightly as she could, taking his hand as he came. In this moment, she would give him absolutely anything in the world that he desired.
Emrys tended to roar when they were alone in bed together. His expression of release now told her that the church was truly be deserted. His deep voice reverberated through the old, hallowed walls of this place. And when he was finished, Caitlyn sagged into him and stroked her thumb over his hand contentedly as she bit her lip.
She wished this time with him could go on forever.
When he pulled out, Caitlyn turned around in his arms, letting her dress fall back into place, and put her hands on either side of his face as she kissed him.
“I don’t know if you want to know this, but you were my first, and you absolutely ruined me for other men,” Caitlyn confided.
“I think every man wants to hear that,” Emrys joked.
“Which is to say, this part has always been the one thing you and I always got right.”
Emrys moved his arms around her and cupped her ass. “We could get more than that right, I’m sure.”
