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Eight
He’d barely enteredher when he had to pause and clench his jaw. Her body was so warm, so giving.
Her breasts heaved. The nipples were dark red, and when he bent to take one in his mouth it was hard and plump. The muscles of her sex clamped on him, and he half wondered if he was about to embarrass himself. He could come inside her without even thrusting. He hadn’t expected her to react so completely to his mouth and hands, and he wasn’t even sure he could bring her to climax again. But he certainly wouldn’t give her more pleasure if he spilled his seed like a randy untried youth.
Her legs closed, wrapping about his hips and urging him deeper.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” she promised. She lifted her hips, and she was so wet he slipped farther inside. His head swam from the pleasure. He had to find his control. She rocked up, causing him to groan at the sensation. Tightening his hands on the bedclothes, he thought of trees and windows and everything benign he could until he had himself under control.
“Can you take more?” he asked, looking at her face. Her cheeks were still rosy from the pleasure he’d given her. He wanted to watch again as she climaxed, wanted to see the way her eyes darkened and her lips formed a perfect O.
“There’s more?” she asked.
He gave her a half-smile, then bent to take her other nipple in his mouth.
“Yes, more,” she all but begged. He buried himself inside her, feeling her close around him, all heat and promise. He moved, thrusting gently, and she gasped, bowing so he could take more of her breast into his mouth. He sucked harder and thrust again, withdrawing almost to the very tip of his rod and then, when she cried out in protest, he filled her again.
Her hands were in his hair now as he moved within her, keeping his thrusts slow and even, but the way she moved made that difficult. He could hear her breathing increase, could feel her skin heating. He looked down at her and she tilted her lips up, and he took them. The kiss was just as it had been before. The world seemed to stop and there was nothing but the two of them. Her tongue dipped into his mouth, and he followed with a thrust of his cock. She all but purred as he withdrew. Then she swirled her tongue into his mouth and he copied her movement.
She met each of his thrusts, her breasts grazing his chest, and that was when his control broke. He yanked her up, pulling her onto his thighs so he could bury himself deep inside her. She looked down at him, her dark hair wild and free about her as she held on to his shoulders for balance. He thrust hard and deep this time, and she opened her mouth with a sound that was pure carnal pleasure. He put his hand on her lower back, and she arched, taking more of him. There was nothing but pleasure for him now. Her breasts rose and fell with his thrusts and she moaned and clenched around him.
Sweat beaded on his brow as he tried to hold back the climax. He could feel the vein in his temple throbbing with the effort, could hear her cries becoming more urgent. And then she clenched around him, and he could hold back no more. The world went black as he came hard and completely. He shouted and she straightened, her eyes glazed and her mouth parted in pleasure.
Her hips moved as she rode him now, taking every last bit of pleasure she was owed. He pushed her onto the bed, pushed into her, gritted his teeth as he came and came. Finally, with a shuddering breath, he lay sated on top of her.
Realizing he must be crushing her, he lifted himself up on his elbows and looked down at her. Her eyes were closed, her head to turned to the side, and dark curls lay against her cheek. Slowly, her eyes opened and smiled. “That was...unforgettable.”
He blew out a breath, half laughing. “I don’t know what you did to me, but unforgettable is an understatement.”
She smiled more widely. “Oh, really?”
“In fact, I’d have to say that my ruination is complete.”
“You’re ruined?” She arched a brow.
“Utterly. You ruined me for other women.”
She rolled her eyes. “Oh, I see. Now you will tell me you’re in love with me.”
He’d already been half in love with her, but he knew he must tread carefully here. “I could fall in love with you. I think I started falling the moment I met you.”
“That was lust,” she countered.
“Very well. The moment you walked away from me and into that mob of peasants, head held high.”
“That was shame.”
“How about the moment I put my tongue—”
She placed a finger on his lips. “There’s something between us,” she acknowledged.
He moved his hips. “I think that’s my—”
