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Chapter 22
When they got into the room, Anne could already feel her desire for Robert pumping through her veins. She had fantasized about him so many times alone in her room after they had been together that time in the sitting room that she could hardly believe this was happening again. She also knew that it was going to take every ounce of her control not to tell him to nestle himself within her, but she knew that in the end, it would be worth the wait until the wedding night.
As soon as Robert closed the door, he turned around and looked at her with fire in his eyes. Anne felt a twinge of passion alight in her lower abdomen and wasn’t sure what she wanted to do with him first. She thought that kissing was a pretty safe bet, however.
Anne strode towards him with confidence and then pressed her lips against his. Robert reciprocated the motions that she was making, and before she knew it, their tongues were gently caressing. She pressed her body more firmly against his, and as soon as she could feel him pressing against the apex of her legs, she knew that she wanted to feel him.
Anne gently slid her hand down Robert’s front agonizingly slowly. She brought it down from his cheek to his neck and paused it there for a moment so that she could feel his warm skin against hers. When she continued down his chest, she unbuttoned a few buttons, but not all of them, and then rested her hand right over his heart.
She could tell that Robert was becoming increasingly distracted because his kissing was becoming less ... neat. When she slid her hand down and placed it on his stomach, right above his pants, he took his lips off hers, tilted his head down slightly, and began romancing her neck.
The young woman let out a quiet moan and clenched her fingers against his stomach. His lips felt like temptation when he placed them upon her, and his tempestuous energy was beginning to overtake her. Anne let out a little gasp when she felt Robert gently nibbling her neck, and he immediately pulled away.
“Was that too hard?” he asked, concerned. Anne lovingly looked at the sweet face he was giving her and shook her head.
“Not in the least. Is ... this too hard?” she asked as she drew her hand down and placed it on top of his hardness. She didn’t press down too hard, as she did not want to give him that delight just yet. She gently stroked her fingers up and down the outline of his manhood that was already bulging in his pants.
Robert shivered and pulled himself away from her slightly when she touched him, but she could tell that it was because he was feeling too aroused. He gave a small groan of pleasure when he shivered, and Anne couldn’t wait to hear him make more of them as they went on.
“Do you want me to keep touching you, Lord Robert?” Anne said in a sultry voice. Robert looked up at her, eyes wide, and nodded.
“I don’t want you to ever take your hands off of me again,” Robert whispered. And then, he put one hand on her cheek, one hand on her hip, and pulled her against him. Now Anne could feel him throbbing between her legs, and she no longer wished to be standing.
“Bed. Now,” Anne ordered him between kisses.
He smiled at her obediently and took her over to the bedside, but when they arrived, Anne gently pushed him into a sitting position on the edge. He looked up at her in confusion until she got down on her knees in front of him. Then, he looked as though he might erupt in her face right then and there.
“Miss Watkins, you’ve already been on your knees once today when you came to my level during the proposal,” Robert said in such an arousing voice that Anne wanted to tackle him and tear off his pants. “What could you want to do now?”
Anne didn’t say anything in response; she just looked up at him in the most seductive way that she could. Then, she pulled her dress down so that it was around her waist and her corseted breasts were exposed. Before Robert could even react, she pulled down his pants, took his manhood in her hand, and licked it from the base to the tip.
Every muscle in Robert’s body tensed the moment that Anne was upon him. He tilted his head back and groaned quite loudly. “What did I do to deserve this?” he asked in a voice that Anne could tell was choked with arousal.
But again, Anne did not answer. She simply took her lips and placed them at the end of his tip. She loved how silken he felt even though he was harder than she could have imagined. She then gently eased him between her lips and looked up at him as she did so.
Robert’s eyebrows knitted together, and he looked at her so earnestly she thought that he might just drip down her throat right then and there. But instead, he took his hand and placed it at the base of her head, guiding himself gently in and out of her. Anne kept eye contact with him the whole time, and with each glide, she could see by the way that his face was contorting with pleasure that he was coming increasingly closer to the edge.
She had worried about being good at her current act because she had never done it before except for her attempt in the sitting room that day, but now that she was doing it, it seemed so natural. He felt so good gliding against her warm tongue and filling her with his hardness. She could hardly wait until he was within her between her legs.
Anne reached up and gently removed Robert’s hand from the back of her head and began doing everything herself. She didn’t care if he came before she did; she was having so much fun that she just wanted to keep going. She drew him nearly all the way out and then began sucking on his tip as she drew it in and out of her with her lips.
Robert now had his head tilted back all the time, and his hands gripped the bed with such force that Anne thought he might tear the sheets right off of it. She kept going, right up until Robert looked down at her and desperately whispered, “Mercy, please, mercy.”
Anne took him out of her mouth and looked up at him. He chuckled to himself and said, “If you didn’t stop right then, I wasn’t going to be able to hold on for any longer. Although that would have been lovely, I do not wish to finish before I’ve even begun on you.”
Anne stood up and looked down at Robert. “And what is it exactly that you would like to do to me, Lord Robert?”
But now, it was Robert’s turn not to respond to the question. He let out a low chuckle and then placed his hand on the back of her neck and drew her down to him to kiss her. While he was doing that, he subtly slipped his hand beneath her skirt and ran it up her leg until he nearly had his hand right where Anne wanted it to go. She let out a small whimper, and Robert pulled away and looked up at her.
“Good?” he asked.
“Good,” she whispered back at him. And then Robert pulled her on top of him as he lay back in bed, pressed his fingers against her moist pearl of pleasure, and began stroking it softly as they kissed.
“Oh my,” Anne whimpered into Robert’s mouth as she felt her lips becoming more engorged by the second.
“Yes?” Robert encouraged her. “What does that feel like?”
He was holding her so tightly against him that all Anne could do was lie on top of him and blissfully take what he was doing to her.
