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A vulgar curse fell from his lips. “Yes.Itis a cock.” He waited to see if she’d be shocked at his coarseness.
She wasn’t. Romy had heard the word before. She really was terribly ill-bred for a duke’s daughter.
He took her hand, wrapping her fingers around the thickness with a deep groan. The feel was like satin or velvet, smooth and warm. She squeezed, watching in fascination as hiscocktwitched. A tiny drop of moisture appeared at the tip. She bent down, meaning to taste it with her tongue, as he had done to her.
“Romy, what are you—”
She flicked her tongue against the tip, loving the sounds he made as she did so.
“Stop, Andromeda.” Gently, he lifted her chin with his fingers. “While I appreciate the sentiment, we’ll have plenty of time for such things later.” His lips brushed hers before pressing her back.
“Because someone might discover us?” It must have been divine intervention which had caused her to tell Cousin Winnie she was going to bed. The same could not be true of Granby. His absence would be noticed.
“The door is locked, and the servants’ stairs are just down the hall. But even so, I’d prefer not to have a scandalous end to the house party.”
They lay side by side again, the length of him positioned against her flesh, which was already aching for his. He cradled her head on one arm, pulling her closer, kissing her with infinite tenderness. Lifting her leg, he settled it over his thigh, positioning himself at her entrance. His thumb moved against her even as he eased his heavy thickness into her.
“Kiss me, Romy.”
She did, his mouth swallowing her tiny mewls of pain as her body struggled to accommodate his, mixing with the pleasure of what his thumb was doing to her. With every stroke, she came closer to her release while he filled her, inch by inch. Opening her eyes, she could see the concentration on his face, the endless patience. She was very close to another climax, the exquisite tremors beginning to course down her limbs even as the pressure inside her increased. He rolled her on her back, grabbed one hip roughly and thrust deep inside her.
She cried out, trying to catch her breath, all pleasure forgotten. The pain was far worse than she’d expected. Her mother had likened it to nothing more than a pinch.
Romy thought it more like being ripped in half. Her entire body trembled, twisting involuntarily against Granby’s invasion. She hadn’t been prepared for it to hurt so much.
He stayed perfectly still, murmuring against her temple. “I’m sorry. Forgive me.” Pulling back, he thrust forward again. “It will get better.”
A tear trickled down her cheek and he kissed it away. “Wrap your legs around me.” The tendons in his neck stood out, the tension in his body evident as he tried not to hurt her further. Another kiss was pressed to her lips.
“It’s all right.” She pressed her nose into his neck, loving the feel of the crisp hair of his chest dragging against her breasts. “I was only surprised.”
He pulled back and thrust again until Romy was sure he would split her in two. He started to move, rocking into her, while his palms stayed on either side of her head.
Romy’s body struggled to accommodate him, but with each stroke, the discomfort faded bit by bit into a dull ache. The fullness wasn’t unpleasant, but nothing like the bliss she’d experienced before from Granby’s mouth and fingers.
He sensed the way her body softened and relaxed beneath his. He started thrusting firmly inside of her, taking up a steady rhythm.
Romy tried to match his movements, clumsy at first, pushing up with her hips until a certain part of her body caught against his—
“Oh, yes,” she whispered, her hands running over the muscles of his thighs and buttocks, pausing only when her fingers trailed along the side of an old scar. He drove into her harder, each time pushing her toward the peak they both sought.
Granby took her hands and pinned them above her head.
“Next time,” he whispered, “I’ll tie you to the bed using the cravat you dislike so much.”
The words propelled Romy over the edge. She sobbed, writhing beneath his larger body as another climax shook her body. His mouth covered hers, swallowing the rest of her cries before his own body stiffened.
Warmth rushed up inside her. His face fell into the curve of her neck with a low, shaky groan. He lay still, his breathing ragged against her throat. Pressing a kiss to her ear, Granby withdrew carefully and rolled to the side, pulling her close to his chest.
Romy nestled to him, laying her cheek on the crisp hair of his chest, trying to hear his heart over the mad beating of her own.
