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He pumped hard and deep, rocking her on the mattress and losing himself as much as he pleasured her.Again, he pushed into her and held himself still.His head hung as he breathed deeply.
Rose brushed her hand over his face, then slid her fingers into the dark waves at the back of his head.He was rarely unshaven, but they’d left early this morning and traveled all day.Dark stubble made him seem more like the man he claimed to be in his youth.Rough, reckless, hard and determined to succeed.
What did Matthew Hardy want with a duchess who changed dresses six times a day?
He took another deep breath and surged again.Rose closed her eyes and let the pleasure wash through her.She didn’t scream, but she moaned with each pulse and her body trembled.Matthew shook over her, his tendons stretching as he released the pent-up sexual tension.
“That’s not all I wanted to do with you.I know you are tired.I’m tired,” he said with a one-sided smile.He rolled from her.“Let me get your robe.”He sat up but glanced back and traced his hand down her thigh.
“No.There’s no hurry.”She hugged a pillow, then reached for his hand.“I’ll just go to my room and worry about all that needs to be done tomorrow.”
“That’s why you have servants.We pay them to worry for us.”He glanced toward her stomach.“I can see a difference now,” he said.
“In what?Oh.”She pulled her hand away and rubbed along her belly.“I’ll need to let out some dresses soon.”
“Hmm.”
“What did you mean, that’s not all you wanted to do?”
“You seemed in a mood for something...Something more exotic.”
“Because I demanded your attention?”
“There are a variety of ways to experience pleasure together.I’m not sure what you could tolerate, especially if I were to do something you had never heard of before.”He laid beside her again then braced an arm beneath his head.
“That sounds intriguing and frightening.”She yawned.“And maybe a conversation for another day.Matthew?I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings while we were at your mother’s.The change has been cataclysmic.I don’t know what it is not to be a duchess and I fight the urge to act the part every day.”
“You will always be a duchess to me.Are you cold?”he asked, rubbing his hand down her bare arm.
“No, I’m fine, but I am denying the truth.I am not a duchess, Matthew.I am charmed by your willingness to be polite, but it would be better if you just called me Mrs.Hardy and I accepted that fact.”
“My darling duchess, you are going to be the belle of the ball at Crestview.And at the Highwood Gala, you will be the woman to whom all other women aspire.”
“Why is this important to you?”
“I did promise you a ball on occasion.”
“When I agreed to marry you, I understood what would happen.”
“Did you?Really?Did either of us?Would you like something to drink?”he asked.
“No, it’s late.I should sleep so I am ready for the day tomorrow.”
“But you know you won’t.”
He strolled toward the sideboard.Rose admired the perfection of his body.Hard.Muscled.Yes, maybe he was a David.He leaned against the bed post and sipped at his drink.“It’s important to you to be the Duchess of Sandhurst.It’s just as important to me.I won’t let thetonforget.It may not be your right, but it is certainly a matter of courtesy, which I will demand.Let’s just make it simple, shall we?The only time you will be Mrs.Hardy is when we are in this room and you are on your knees, sucking my cock.”
She laughed, then scooted from the bed and stood before him.“Well, Mr.Hardy, you certainly know what you want.”She trailed a nail down his chest and stomach.“I feel as if I should make a few other demands in such a situation.”
She knelt in front of him, toyed with his cullions then licked her lips.
“There’s no need to delay,” Matthew said.“I know you are tired, and this shouldn’t take long at all,” he said.
“Or more likely, it will take a long time.”There was no fooling a wife.
Instead of meeting his demand, she cupped her breasts and leaned into him, squeezing his cock between.He swallowed the rest of his drink, gripped the bed post and started surging.“My, what fine breasts you have, Mrs.Hardy.”
He threw his glass to the bed, reached down and batted her hands away, kneading the soft flesh and plowing between the furrow.He groaned in ecstasy.His cock was poised under her chin when he released a torrent of white, sticky semen.
“Bloody hell,” he said.“I feel like I should be paying you.”
Rose didn’t take offense at his words.Mr.Hardy was quite enthusiastic.“Jewels will be fine.Large, rare jewels, if you please.”
