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“You take the romance out of everything.” Urs flounced herself down further on the bed, but a hint of a smile played on her lips. “Though I suppose the asking is attractive. I think I phrase it better though.”
And he was done. “No,” was no longer an option. He couldn’t help himself. She was delicious and he was only human.
He smirked at her. “Oh, in a few minutes, though I may not have your fancy vocabulary, I can bring everything and anything you could describe, provided you still want me.”
“Now, there you go, how could I possibly refuse?” She drew herself up on her knees and leaned into him, brushing her lips against his.
The contact crushed his last remaining reserves and defenses. He brought his hand around her back and pulled her onto his lap over the towel. Her lips parted for him and he was lost.
Ursula scooted forward. She couldn’t get close enough to Jay’s body. She’d dreamt of his touch for what, hours? She could’ve sworn months. After speaking to his parents, the moment she sat in the carriage, all she could think about, all she wanted, was him. She had to be with him
, really with him, and somehow all the muddled feelings would be right.
He traced lower and she moaned as his mouth connected with her neck—fiery heat against air-chilled flesh.
With all her remaining strength, she withdrew her arms and worked her gown past her knees. She had to get it off. Nothing could separate them. They needed to both be free—to be as they were made.
“Allow me,” he whispered.
“Always the gentleman.” The laughter stumbled in her throat as he pulled the silk over her head and her bare skin skimmed over his, the only fabric between them now was his towel.
That needed to go—post haste.
She reached down and tugged.
“You really are eager.” His throaty laugh echoed around the room as the rumble from his chest vibrated down her body into her core.
He adjusted her with a single hand and removed the remaining barrier.
Ursula leaned back and gazed at his chest. So beautiful—all broad shoulders and long, narrow torso with its smattering of chestnut hair. She trailed her pointer finger along the fascinating dragon, the head, the spine, down the tail that came so close to...
Jay caught her wrist, brought her hand to his lips and shook his head at the slowest of speeds, brushing his lips across her knuckles with just enough pressure to drive her mad with want. “Not so fast. We need to attend to you first.”
“Why?” She only managed the one word as he turned her hand over and kissed the inside of her wrist.
“Besides the fact that I adore watching you take pleasure?” He took her thumb inside his mouth and teased her with both his tongue and teeth.
Ursula could only moan and press harder against him. He needed to hurry. She’d lose her mind if he didn’t hurry.
He gave her another gentle kiss. “This is your first time. It’ll probably pinch, but I want to make you feel as good before, during, and after as possible so it’s a pleasant pinch. Pacing is critical in these affairs.” He travelled lower, towards her elbow.
Her body quivered. Pacing did matter and every inch of her craved fast and hard.
“But—” How could she say it? She flushed. “What if I’ve, as I said, practiced?”
He snorted and pulled her further onto his lap. He brushed his already erect and firm cock against her opening. She released a strangled cry and pressed against him, her body begging to take him within it, but with two firm hands on her hips, the bloody tease held her back. He bent to her ear and in that low, smug, baritone whispered to her, “Are you trying to insult me, Urs?”
What did he mean?
He grasped her hand in his and stroked her fingers before placing her palm around the length of him. Her face grew hot even as her body tightened with desire.
Oh.
No, she supposed not, he was quite a bit, well much, bigger than her fingers. He moved his free hand under her breast, bent down, took her nipple between his teeth and tugged. She gasped.
“There’s a size difference,” she managed to say. “A vast one. It’s just, I’ve been thinking of it ever since and how it will feel.” The last part of the sentence was garbled as he sucked on the area he’d just grazed with his teeth. She arched towards him and melted.
“Jesus, you’re going to be the death of me. That sort of information is very dangerous. I may go batty at just the thought.” He chuckled, but gasped as she wrapped her hand tighter around his cock. Ursula stroked him once more as he expanded in her hand.
