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Chapter 73

After the wedding breakfast, Lucy and Silas retired to their bedchamber. Everyone else was going to spend the day at Thornbridge Manor, where Michael was throwing a feast. They had politely declined, in favour of a more intimate dinner shared between the two of them.

Her heart was pounding. When she looked over at Silas, his eyes promised her many delights, which they had only just barely scratched the surface of. They had been able to slip off often, though they’d never consummated the relationship. They had been waiting until their wedding.

Silas closed the door, turning the key, while Lucy stood and watched him. She loved the way he moved. It was with an easy grace. He crossed the room, his eyes smouldering as he took her in. He placed a hand on her waist, leaning down to capture her lips with his. She placed her hand on his chest, feeling the flat hardness of his muscles, the soft beat of his heart.

He trailed kisses down along her neck. She closed her eyes, biting her bottom lip as she enjoyed the sensation of his lips caressing the tender skin of her neck, and the heat of his breath.

“Turn around,” he murmured. She did as he ordered. He began to unbutton her dress, stopping only to kiss her at the nape of her neck, sending chills down her spine.

It was one of the most erotic moments of her life—Silas, finally undressing her all of the way. It was a surprise that they had made it to this day without going any further than they already had.

She was finally feeling confident, sure of her abilities of a sexual nature. She was learning his body as well as her own. He was always showing her new ways to enjoy herself—something that she had never known possible.

He slowly tugged the bell-like sleeves of her dress downward, and Lucy let it fall to the floor. Next, he began to unlace her corset. He knew his way around it, as she knew he would. Neither of them spoke of it. Lucy felt like she was being unwrapped. He slowly pulled it away from her body, letting it fall to the ground.

She felt arousal causing her skin to heat up as she turned towards him. His eyes feasted on her body.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered, reaching out to caress her breast, cupping it, then toying her nipple to hardness with his thumb.

“Take off your clothes,” she replied, her tone hungry. He grinned at her, moving to do as she ordered.

She watched as he removed his shirt, baring his well-formed and muscular body. She had known that he would be pleasing—she had imagined as much. She took in the sharp V of his hips, his erection, the soft downy hair that covered his body.

He reached out to her, and she stepped closer, smoothing the flat of her palms over his smooth skin. He kissed her, holding her close, his hands on her waist. She could feel him against her, hard and hot. Her body responded.

He moved, urging her to step back towards the bed. She gladly acquiesced as he placed his hands on her hips, picking her up and then placing her on the soft silk duvet. He leaned over her, his mouth devouring hers.

Lucy’s pulse raced, her hunger for him growing as his fingers began to explore her folds, teasing her. She moaned against his mouth. He pulled away, but continued to tease her with his fingers.

She knew that he was watching her. She opened her eyes, seeing the look of desire on his face.

“Do you like that?” he asked her.

“Yes,” she replied, closing her eyes as he ran kisses along her neck, down to her breasts, where he used his tongue to lap at her nipple. Lucy felt her body awaken at his touches. He always knew exactly what to do—as if her body was a violin and Silas was a virtuoso.

Lucy felt herself building—in the bottom of her stomach and between her legs. She panted, watching as he worked. Then, just as she was almost there, he placed his cock at her entrance, gently pushing himself inside of her. There was a brief moment of pain, and then he filled her.

Silas’ eyes were on hers and he held her gaze as he began to move, rocking so that he moved in and out. Lucy felt as though all of her senses were wide awake. With every move Silas made, that warm feeling turned into a wave, which finally reached its crest. Lucy suddenly cried out as she orgasmed. Silas slowed his motions briefly, then began to speed up. She wrapped her fingers in his hair.

His motions quickened, and she could feel him hardening inside of her. She arched her back, so that her hips ground against his. They were more connected than they had ever been. Lucy loved this new closeness—the way that they had joined together. He cried out, burying his face into her hair.

He looked at her as if she were an absolute angel, then kissed her. She felt cherished in his arms. If this were going to be the rest of her life, then it was going to be incredibly happy.

“Someday, the world is going to come looking for us,” he said.

“Then the world will have to wait. We’re not going out for a long while yet.”

They both smiled at each other. Lucy’s love for him was all-encompassing. She didn’t know if she could be even more in love with him than she currently was. He slumped over onto the bed beside her, pulling her close to him with one muscular arm. She placed her head onto his chest, listening to the gentle thump of his heart.

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