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“Then you’ll take this as well as you take me.”
“I… I…”
“Do you want me to spank you again?”
She shook her head vigorously. “I’ll be good,” she said. She would prefer to limit his indulgence to one episode of spanking per night, or else her poor behind would never return to its natural paleness.
“Then relax, Jenny, and allow me the pleasure of fucking you.”
The heat in her bottom and the delicate caresses of the string of pearls reminded Jenny that Elias had truly mastered her body. He knew how to balance the scales of pain and pleasure, and even though they had only known each other for a few days, she trusted him. She might go as far as to believe she loved him. If only he would tell her so himself.
“Please, sir, put it in me.”
The rounded end felt enormous and unyielding. She needed the pressure of it pushing forward and, to aid her, she focused her attention on Elias, his ragged hair that curled around his face, the bronze tone of his skin, and the firm line of his lips as he concentrated on his task. Her sex surrendered, and the dildo slid in, stretching her inch by inch while she mounted it. Suddenly, the size seemed irrelevant. The sensation of friction was exquisite, as were the spasms generated by her clenching core. He relieved her briefly by withdrawing it to the apex, then thrusting it back with an extra measure of force.
“Oh, heavens,” she cried out. The orgasm she thought she had lost was building rapidly.
Leaning over her, he propped himself up, forming a tent above her, and while he thrust the dildo with increasing speed, he peppered her neck and breasts with tiny kisses. He used his lips with a tenderness that surprised her. The combination of dildo and mouth was the perfect duet.
“Come,” he said.
By now the dildo had shrunk, or so it seemed, and glided in and out with apparent ease. She did not want it to end; she resisted his call and, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders, clung on to him.
“Jenny,” he said quietly. “Do you need help?”
She nodded.
Elias slipped down, grazing the bristles of his chin along her cleavage and belly until he reached her clitoris. Leaving the dildo penetrated to the hilt inside her, he lashed her clitoris with his tongue and sucked the little nub into his mouth. The flutter of his tongue was her final undoing. She could not hold back any longer.
She screamed with each contraction of muscle. How could this wickedness be so wrong, so condemned, when it was the most amazing experience? Rising above her, Elias witnessed her spasms with an expression of awe and delight. As the orgasm waned, he gently removed the dildo, tossing it to one side, and in its place he fitted his equally large cock into her drenched lower lips.
He thrust with long strokes, using the entirety of his erection to reawaken her. With his hands planted firmly on either side of her head, he rocked and swayed, gyrating his pelvis, and she wrapped her legs around his thighs and clawed at his back in her eagerness to please him.
“Elias, please,” she begged. But she did not want him to stop. She wanted him to fill her so that wondrous heat would stay with her all night.
He panted, seemingly determined to keep his cock under control, and she bit back a cry of frustration as he held back from completion with infuriating pauses and changes of pace.
With her mouth dry and her eyes half open, she yielded he
r body, and the acquiescence, the lack of demands on her part, were what in the end mattered most to him, she thought. He juddered, held his body aloft, and came, spurting hot liquid into her.
For a few minutes, she was incapacitated, unaware of her exhaustion until it crashed into her. Only after he had bathed her and pressed a glass of water to her lips did she become sentient to her surroundings.
“Bless you,” he said with a gentle grin. “Was that as good as you hoped?”
“Better,” she admitted.
They stayed in a tight embrace, listening to the fire crackle and a solitary crow caw outside.
Elias kissed her forehead. “Rest a while. I’ll have Margaret send up some food, then we can make love again, but this time, slowly and gently.”
“I should like that,” she murmured sleepily.
As she drifted off, she was sure he whispered something else.
“I love you.”
Chapter 10
