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After his tea, he trudged up the stairs to knock on Rose’s door.He needed to leave for the docks but thought it best to check with her.They had no routine to rely upon yet.And routine was highly important to Matthew.
Rose reclined on a chaise longue with a book on the floor while dabbing a handkerchief at her teary eyes.“Matthew?”She stood and approached him.“I promise these aren’t sorrowful tears,” she said.
“I’m not bothering you, am I?”
“No, not at all.Matthew, I don’t know how you did all this.”She waved her arm around the room.“My favorite rug, the Gainsboroughs.And my mother’s silver.”She closed the door behind him, inviting him to stay, as it were.
“You can thank the butler at Sandhurst.He also said he was going have your china packed and sent to us.”
“The servants were always so good to me,” she said.“Loyal.”
A little betrayal went a long way.Her lady’s maid at Sandhurst had been one of the servants to supply him notes from the household and through whom the dark secrets of Sandhurst had been revealed.
“If you need anything, my door is right there.”He pointed to the portal but felt a slight betrayal of his work ethic.He was not one to suspend profiteering for an afternoon shag.But he could probably be convinced.
“I know.Raleigh showed me, along with the nice facilities between.I’ve never had a permanent bathtub before, even at Sandhurst.”
“Warm water still needs to be hauled up the stairs unless you enjoy taking cold baths.There is a plug on one end that allows the water to drain into the garden’s water barrels.”
“Practical,” she said, her voice low and a little breathy.
He raised his brows.Matthew was reminded that he had a wife.A beautiful one.One who had caused him exquisite pleasure last night.“The rose bushes are thankful.”There was a hint in his words.A suggestion.How would she respond?Their marriage was very young.How long would it take until they understood each other’s desires and needs?He swallowed hard.She had an intense, searing gaze that responded to his equally passionate one.
“You can say no,” he said, feeling the lift between his legs.
“Why would I want to do that?”
They stared at each other for a moment longer.Matthew put one arm about her waist and leaned to kiss her.He was ready to throw her on the bed and ravish her, or command her as he’d done last night.He feared that was part of his intense arousal—ordering her about and having her obey him.
He grabbed the back of her thigh and lifted with his free hand, then pressed her against the wall.He opened his mouth over hers and speared his tongue inside.He found he very much enjoyed a wife who knew what happened between men and women.Who knew what she was doing.
He heard the rustling of her skirt as Rose lifted the material and bared her legs.He pulled one leg around his waist, then used his weight to hold her in place.He reached between them and unbuttoned his trousers.She helped push them over his buttocks and they slid to the floor around his booted ankles.
This time he held his own damn cock.He brushed it between her legs, wetting his head and hopefully turning on the spigot for her arousal.He wasn’t stopping for sandalwood oil.He was going to get into her quickly.
Her fingers dug into the back of his head, then raked down his neck and over his shoulder.“Don’t worry.I am ready.I’ve been thinking of this all morning.”
“Have you now?Something like this?”
He found her entrance and shoved.Rose gasped and moaned.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.He was fully seated, still kissing her, and decided he could wait for two seconds before he started pumping like a man starved of sexual release.She was using her thighs to grind against him, her body slapping against his sensitive nest of eggs.
“Exactly like this,” she said with a breathy whisper.
Oh hell, he did not want these two-minute shags.He wanted two- and three-hour shags where they were locked in his room, and he got to lick her from head to toe before she sucked on his cock.
He turned his brain off.So easy to do when he was fucking and ready to burst.Just a little longer, he thought.A little longer.He pumped hard and fast, and damn if she didn’t break apart his arms, mewling and moaning, her head thrown back enjoying her delirium.
This did not happen, or it had never happened in his experience.The women he had shagged required a good thirty-minute rubbing before he could get them to respond.
The sounds coming from her finally set him off, spilling into her like he was the untried virgin.When he was spent, he felt her nails dig into his ass and she went a little wild in his arms, biting at his ear, sliding her finger down his ass crack and locking her legs tightly about him.
“Again?”she asked.
And if he couldn’t believe that she had gotten aroused so easily, he was just as surprised to feel his semi-flaccid cock firming up inside her.
How long could he keep her against the wall?Would he have to take her on the floor?Hell, did either of them care?
