Page 68 of No Duke of Mine

He got a hand between them and spread her thighs, impatient for what came next. Maggie moaned into his mouth and shuddered as he cupped her sex. He had to hear that sound repeated for the rest of his life, and set about making her moan again.

He found her entrance and probed gently. She moaned again and wriggled, giving him the access he desperately sought.

He pushed a finger inside her, even as he warned himself that he was going too fast. Yet Maggie seemed to accommodate him easily enough, pushing against his finger.

He drew back to watch her face. She had her lower lip between her teeth and panted at everything he did. The thought of her legs parted and her own hand there instead of his caused his cock to jump in anticipation of their future together.

He removed her new slippers, letting them fall away, and set one of her feet against his chest. Maggie nodded and lifted her other foot to sit against his shoulder, too, and slowly parted her knees wide.

The sight of Maggie like that, so open and aroused, gave him such a rush. He gazed down on perfection. Her body was waiting for him. The prize he might not deserve but craved.

He returned his finger to her sex, working it back and forth until he decided it was time to add another. Only when she was ready would he claim her again.

Maggie settled to lie back over the desk as he aroused her. When he thought she was ready, he had a moment of doubt. What if he got a child on her this time?

“Please,” she whispered.

He could not refuse her. He unbuttoned his trousers and let his cock spring free. He’d never been so hard before, and it was all because he’d found the one. The woman he could not live without.

He fitted himself to her entrance and pushed with short, quick thrusts. Maggie opened to him easily enough at first, but then she hissed, and he backed off immediately.

“Maggie?”

“It’s not you,” she said, sounding testy as she reached over her head and presented him with a pearl-headed pin from her hair. “Dangerous things, hair pins.”

“They can be,” he said, as he pushed deep.

Maggie twisted her hips, settling him deeper with her movement. When he was fully seated, he lay over her and caught her eye. “Now what?”

Her shocked expression brought a smile to his face.

She swatted his shoulder. “Now is not the time to tease me.”

“There’s always time for that with us.” He chuckled as he withdrew and thrust, but soon he was driving into her, unable to stop.

He braced his thighs against the heavy desk edge, changing position until she was aloft in his arms, and continued to fuck her even as he kissed her senseless.

Suddenly, Maggie stiffened, jerking around his cock as she climaxed. Algernon barely withdrew in time to avoid spilling inside her, too.

When he was done, spent, he set Maggie down to one side to avoid soiling her new gown. They leaned against each other, panting hard. Maggie started to laugh softly.

Algernon caught her eye. “What amuses you, my love?”

“I guess you’re a lot stronger than you used to be?”

“That comes in handy when there isn’t a soft bed around,” he warned. “I’ve a book on the subject of positions for lovemaking that you might enjoy reading.”

She clutched his head. “For the first time in my life, I believe I might be able to figure out intimacy without a heavy tome to guide me. Every passionate moment with you has been effortless.”

He kissed her forehead softly. “Yes, Maggie, it feels that way for me, too, and always will.”