Page 80 of Married to the Duke By Midnight

“We will do as before: I will make you come and then when you are ready, we can make love. It will make it more pleasurable for you.”

“Oh,” Jo muttered, surprised, as she twisted her hands in his auburn hair. “I thought…”

“No thinking,” Robert teased her and rolled on top of her, pinning her to the bed. She could feel his hardness against her lower stomach and relished knowing that he wanted this as much as she did.

“Right,” Jo muttered and kissed him.

They lost themselves in the kiss. It was languid and slow and only when Jo felt herself relax did Robert start moving above her, his fingers on one hand finding her nipple and teasing it. Her core was pounding with need for him and Jo arched her back and gasped whimperingly as he twisted the nipple almost painfully.

“More,” she breathed when Robert did not continue.

She was almost able to come from his attention to her breast alone but then felt one of his hands travel down her stomach.

“You are so ready for me,” he growled against her neck, before kissing her there at the same time that one of his fingers slid into her.

“I know,” Jo gasped.

She was unable to speak when a second finger joined the first and his thumb found that extra sensitive place. She was writhing against him, alternately gasping and whimpering. A corner of her mind was relieved that her servants were not there, then the thought was immediately pushed from her mind as Robert’s fingers twisted inside her in a new way that made her feel even more full.

“Yes,” she gasped as she scratched his back and rode his fingers.

She whimpered as all her muscles tightened and then she found the sweet release she had come to crave so desperately.

Robert was kissing her face and her neck, whispering praises about how beautiful she looked when she came, how wanton she was. It should horrify her, but it only felt reassuring.

When he withdrew his fingers from her, she had expected him to line his member up with her entrance and shove into her. But instead, he rested his forehead against hers and sighed deeply.

“I want to, Robert,” Jo told him and moved her pelvis against his, thinking that he needed encouragement for some reason. Even though she thought she could not have been clearer.

“Blast it, Jo, I can feel that it is only…” He sighed deeply and raised himself slightly above her to be able to look into her eyes. “I haven’t brought a French letter and you have not prepared with a sponge and…”

“Oh,” Jo mumbled and looked to the side at the bright day outside of the window.

They had agreed to wait with children before they traveled to Brighton. It seemed so insignificant now that her body was humming warmly with desire for him, yet it was a very real consideration and one she appreciated deeply that he took the time to address.

“So, we can’t…?” she asked as her gaze returned to his.

“We can, but it will not be as safe as it would be if we had taken other precautions,” Robert muttered and gave her a quick kiss.

“I can live with that,” Jo told him immediately and kissed him back fiercely, once again moving her pelvis against his. Robert groaned and ground against her as well. “Can you…” Jo moaned, “live with that?”

“Yes, Jo,” Robert told her fiercely, his body not stopping its motions above hers, making his member rub against her sensitive folds.

Jo arched and gasped.

“Well, then…” she breathed and then she felt him at her entrance, slowly easing inside her. She felt extremely full, bordering on pain, yet it felt so right at the same time. “Yes,” she said before he could ask her any questions about how she felt. And then to clarify: “More.”

Robert chuckled above her, but it turned into a low groan as he slid further into her. Words started streaming from him as if he was not even aware of them as he moved into her, then slowly back out again. Praises of how good it felt, how right it felt, how he would never tire of this, how much he loved her.

Jo was unable to say anything but “Yes” and “More”; the feeling of finally being joined with him was so overwhelming. She had not expected to feel pleasure the first time, yet as soon as her body adjusted to him, there was no discomfort at all. She tentatively moved her hips against his, and when she found it increased her pleasure, did so with more vigor.

It was Robert’s turn to growl “Yes” and “More” into her ear as he started to move faster as well. He adjusted his hips and hit a different spot inside her that made Jo tense even further. Leaning on one elbow, Robert’s other hand traveled between them to find the sensitive pearl above where they were joined. Jo’s back arched and she gasped at the simultaneous pleasure. She was so close, so close, so close.

The pace became frantic as they both sought their release as much as tried to please the other. It felt like madness, wanting to stay joined for as long as possible, yet wanting to come just as badly. Jo buried her nails in Robert’s bottom as if she could force him to sink even deeper into her. And yet he seemed to comply.

Jo’s entire body spasmed as it was racked with the most intense climax she had ever experienced. She was almost startled when Robert pulled out of her only a moment later and spilled himself on her belly with a low groan. She had forgotten their agreement before. She was both glad and a little sad that he had remembered. The feeling of him spilling inside her would only have added to the intimacy she felt.

Robert collapsed beside her and clutched her to him. She could feel his smile against her shoulder. Carefully, she turned and held him tightly.