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“Excellent.” A sigh shuddered from her. Heat swirled through her belly. His touch sent her close to the edge. “I’ll keep pushing you because it’s good for you, but I want you to enjoy it as well.”
“Haven’t I already?” His grin positively grinned with wicked intent.
“Let’s see how much farther you can go, hmm?” She freed the rampant member from his breeches and then gently but forcefully pumped it in her hand. Much like satin covered steel, he filled her palm and then some. So easily could she imagine him spearing into her… Her breath caught. “Would you rather me make you spend from my fingers while you do the same to me, or do you want to take me here in the rain, in the dark outdoors, in full view of any vagrant, traveler, or servant that happens to pass by at this hour?”
Really that was outside of enough, but she was too far gone to care.
Benedict froze but his shaft twitched from her manipulation. “Such a display is a huge risk and could cause the scandal of the year if anyone were to witness it…” He lifted his face to the rain, let the drops fall onto his face.
“True, but every risk comes with a reward.” Her breath already came in short pants. She’d take him in whatever way he cared to give. “Or we can go up in the balloon and I can do unspeakable things to you while aloft.” The idea appealed more than it probably should. Flying while flying. I need to try that!
“Bloody hell.” But he nodded. “You’re definitely worth the risk. God help us both.” When he caught her gaze once more, his eyes were dark with raw need.
“That’s one of the best things you’ve ever said to me.” She followed her words with a squeeze to his shaft.
“Vixen, but perhaps I can show you something new, make you see that I can take a risk.” Before she could question him, he spun her about. “Bend over, put your hands on the railing and brace yourself. You’ve tempted me beyond reason this night and my patience for foreplay has quite vanished.”
The command in his graveled voice sent shivers down her spine. “Oh!” Anne did as requested, but she glanced over her shoulder at him. “I rather like this forceful side of you.” It matched the energy of the storm and caused tingles between her thighs, brought her to the edge of bliss before he’d even manipulated any of her more sensitive parts.
“You bring it out or rather yank it from me,” he all but growled. “Catch me against the edge until I have no choice but to act.” As he shoved up her wet shift, he gripped her hips while she splayed her legs, and he fit his wide tip to her opening.
“Perhaps this is the man you should have been all along—this daring and brave viscount who takes what he wants and—”
He thrust into her passage with such authority and went so deeply they both groaned with appreciation. Anne’s eyes crossed as intense pleasure danced through her body. Why had no one told her how wild and amazing coupling in this position could be? “That’s a good start,” she managed to gasp while shifting her stance into something more comfortable. “Now impress me, Worthington. I’d rather like to find release before the storm moves closer.”
It was a different angle from what they’d enjoyed together the other day. Every time he penetrated her channel, he went deep, oh so deep. His shaft rubbed against the swollen nubbin at her center, enhancing the need he’d already invoked.
His hold on her hips was hard enough that he’d probably leave marks on her skin. Oddly enough, she craved that souvenir. “This will go fast. I can’t sustain momentum.”
She was lost to the madness he created. “Then make it unforgettable.” Her knuckles were white as she gripped the railing. A low moan released from her when he slammed into her. “This is… this is… Oh please, don’t be gentle. I don’t want that tonight.”
“But a gentleman should never—”
As if this was the stance of a gentleman! “For the love of everything holy, Benedict please forget all of that and claim me as if we’ve run out of time.” Then she went silent, biting her bottom lip for his next push nearly hurtled her over the edge toward bliss.
“As you wish, and there’s a part of me that really wants to make you beg.”
“Perhaps another time.” Would he not get on with it?
“So much risk.” But he soon found a rhythm, dug his fingers into her hips for greater purchase, and apparently set out to send her to the heights of pleasure with alacrity and conviction.
Over and over, he slammed into her, giving her exactly what she’d asked him for. It was heady stuff, addicting as flying, perhaps even better, and she couldn’t have enough. “I need more,” she gasped, lifting her head, and looking at him from over her shoulder. Rain dotted his spectacles, his clothing lay plastered to his wet body, pure pleasure lined his face, and he was the most handsome man she’d ever seen. “I want to feel all of you, unabandoned and without the restraint you live beneath.”
“You’re very much my nightmare and my muse.” Benedict wrapped her braid around a hand and tugged. “Is this helping?”
“Oh, merciful heavens!” The slight pricks of pain along her scalp enhanced the pleasure filling her being. “Yes!”
Deeper he stroked as lightning flashed. Faster he moved while the thunder growled. This coupling had nothing to do with emotions or thoughts of the future. It was raw, real, and based only in mutual need and primal passion. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in her ears around the falling rain. Her breasts swung wildly from the exercise. Heat engulfed her and precipitation cooled the flush on her skin, and still he thrust while she bucked her hips against him, meeting each one with her own power, which sent him ever deeper.
“Oh, yes!” When he snaked his free hand around her hips to rub his fingers over her feminine button, her control shattered. “Hurry!”
“What the devil do you think I’m doing?” He followed the question by a series of deep, oh so impossibly deep and hard, teeth-shatteringly hard thrusts that sought to separate her soul from her body. “Anne, please…”
“I’m there.” White light moved up to meet her as she fell over the edge and tumbled, hurtled really, into an intense release. A keening cry pulled from her throat. It was all she could do to hold onto the wrought iron railing as he continued to spear into her. Her core convulsed frantically around his member. Seconds later, Benedict hit release in spectacular fashion, for he shouted out her name despite the risk, buried himself in her passage while tugging her tight to his body. His shaft jerked and pulsed as his seed emptied, and her body milked him dry.
Dear God, they couldn’t keep doing this, for there was most certainly a risk to her especially if they never took precautions, but oh, despite the worry she wouldn’t trade these moments for any sort of security.
“Bloody hell that was powerful, almost bordered on madness,” he whispered and wrapped his arms around her. His breathing was as ragged as hers. “I had no idea I could come that hard.”
