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“Tarrant…”
“No! My name. Say it.”
“Thurston…” she growled at him and then suddenly pulled away from him and got onto her knees. She looked first into his hungry startled eyes and said, so that he could not mistake her meaning, “I want this, Thurston—I want you.” She bent to stroke his shaft with her delicate fingers, dropped a kiss on its head, licked its length, and stroked it lovingly.
He uttered a primal sound and grabbed her hair as she kissed and stroked his hard throbbing dick. Then he lowered her onto her back once more, spread her legs, and asked her roughly, “Want it? Want it now inside of you?”
“Want it now!” she answered, and she looked into his dark eyes as he tenderly started his journey.
She groaned with the ecstasy flooding through her, and as his cock lapped and teased and found her pleasure point, and she moaned his name. He built her desire to a frenzy, and she had a moment when she thought she might have to scream.
His finger joined his cock at the moisture filled cleft and vibrated her pleasure point until she climaxed and shuddered uncontrollably once again. She grabbed for his hands, wanting to touch him in her aftermath of pleasure, a pleasure she had not believed existed, and holding with the tips of her fingers, lay back once again and watched him as he positioned himself.
She was ready; oh, she knew she was ready.
His voice held a note of astonishment as he pushed his cock in deeper and then suddenly stopped. “Taffeta…” he said as he drew up short.
“What? Why do you stop?” She squirmed under him and knew the answer to her question. She could see it on his face. He was momentarily taken aback, and Taffeta was no fool. He hadn’t expected her to be a virgin. She smiled to herself and was not at all insulted. She had not behaved like one.
“I… I had thought…”
“You didn’t know I was a virgin.” she told him playfully.
“I… Oh, precious girl … this will hurt at first.”
She wiggled toward him, trying to drive him in deeper, and said on a low note, “Then get it over with quickly, my lord.” It was too late now for regrets, and Taffy did not believe in regrets. This was the man of her choice, and she had made her decision—so be it.
He smiled. “There is no other like you—there never will be.” He dove through her virginity and whispered, “Ah, sweet girl … a first for both of us…”
And she realized he had never taken a virgin before. Score one for me, she thought with great pleasure. That had to mean something, because she rather thought she knew the Hotspur, and he would not have taken her had he not cared…
And then there was no time for thought as sensation took over, and he rocked her body, and she matched his movements with her instincts guiding her.
She pushed against him as he pumped into her. She ground into him as he rammed her. He took his cock out and played at her opening, and she begged him to put it back in, and he did, and she gave herself to his ministrations with wild abandon.
She bumped and pumped and climaxed again as he rocked inside of her, and then all at once he stopped himself, picked her up, and turned her over to set her on her hands and knees—grinning all the while as he whispered, “Quick intro lesson, love…” and rammed into her from behind, holding her breasts, flicking her nipples, and all she knew was she never wanted him to stop.
When he went off, he grabbed her breasts and held her as he pulsated inside of her, and she realized the amount of control he used to keep himself from shouting out.
Rolling with her tightly in his arms, he whispered, “You are a fit for me…” He nibbled at her ear. “Taffeta, precious little woman, I don’t want to let you go…” He kissed her tenderly at her neck and whispered her name over and over, and then suddenly he was all quick efficiency. “Hurry love … you must get dressed. Too much time has gone by. I don’t want anyone to know how long I have been here alone with you…”
“Doesn’t the Hotspur want another notch for his belt?” she asked on a half tease.
He frowned darkly. “What do you think of me?”
She was already pulling her clothes on, watching him throw on his, “I don’t know … what do you think of me?”
He grabbed her then and kissed her long and hard, and with his clothes still a bit askew, threw on his greatcoat, buttoned it up tightly and said, “Make a bit of a fuss with your butler after I have left. Ask him if he knows when I left. Taffy, I won’t have you gossiped about, understand?”
She peeped at him. “Aye, aye, my lord.”
“Taffy!”
“Yes, yes … right then, be comfortable about it.”
She watched him leave as she finished patting her hair in place and went into the hall and ran to the small window overlooking the street, saw him walk down the avenue and hail a cab before she rang for Jarvis.
Her butler appeared and she asked, “Jarvis, did his lordship say when he would be back?”
