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“I am?” Evie frowned at him, confused. This wasn’t the first time she’d felt like this. In fact, the longer she spent time with Gabriel, the more this phenomenon occurred. But the thought of him touching her there, while she was in this state, felt embarrassing.
“Yes, sweet.” Gabriel moved his hand upward until he cupped her between her legs.
Evie let out a moan of satisfaction. The feeling of his strong, hot hand on her was magical. His skillful fingers played with her there, spreading her wetness, separating her folds.
Evie gripped at him like he was her lifeline while experiencing wild, unfamiliar sensations. He moved his thumb toward the sensitive nub above her folds, and Evie stiffened. She threw back her head, writhing against him.
“It makes it easier for me to enter you,” he said.
Evie lowered her head and opened her eyes. His thumb continued doing wicked things to her, and she breathed heavily, blinking at Gabriel and curling her fingers into his coat with his every movement.
“Let me inside you,” he said hoarsely.
Evie slowly shook her head.
Gabriel intensified the movement of his thumb while his other fingers played with her folds. She felt empty at her center, needing more of him. She pressed herself against the heel of his palm and rubbed against him.
Gabriel chuckled. “You will feel better if you allow me in. I promise.”
The heat was building inside Evie, and she whimpered in frustration. “Yes,” Evie breathed out frantically. “Please, just do… something.”
Gabriel kissed her neck and plunged a finger inside her.
Evie stiffened and inhaled sharply.
The feeling of having him there was strange yet satisfying. Gabriel continued his ministrations and plunged the second finger inside. Evie stiffened again, feeling a slight burning and stretching at her center.
“I don’t think…” she started.
“Don’t think,” Gabriel coaxed, kissing her cheeks, her chin, her shoulder. “Feel,” he said hoarsely as his clever fingers continued their exploration down below.
He plunged his fingers deeper, then retreated just to plunge inside again. Evie was lost in the feeling of bliss and pleasure. She didn’t even realize that she was moving her hips, riding his fingers, stimulating her heightened senses. He was kissing and licking her, all the while sending her to the wild corners of pleasure with his clever hands.
Suddenly, Evie felt something rising inside her. She felt tickled from the inside, in her stomach and down lower. The feeling made her writhe and strain as she whimpered in Gabriel’s arms.
“Shh,” he whispered in her ear. “I know what you need. Don’t struggle for it. Relax.”
“I can’t,” Evie whimpered, her breathing labored, a moan coming out of her with her every breath. She needed something, and she needed it now. Evie cried in frustration.
“I’ve got you,” Gabriel said, his voice strained as if from hard labor. “I’ve got you.”
Evie shut her eyes as a feeling of white-hot pleasure originated somewhere from inside her. It traveled throughout her body, sending her to some other universe among the stars. She threw her head back and let out a short scream.
A second or a lifetime later, she opened her eyes and crashed into the soulful gaze of her husband’s blue eyes, looking at her with wonder. They were both panting, looking at one another in the most intimate moment of Evie’s life. He hugged her close to him with both arms as she placed her head on his shoulder.
She half lay there, still straddling his hips, her body plastered to his, her head under his chin, listening to the wild beating of his heart. His aroused length poked into her most private place, which now absolutely belonged to him.
No wonder women lined up to get into bed with him. The unwanted thought crept into her mind. He probably did this to all of them. Maybe this wasn’t even the only thing he did. As far as she knew, men didn’t use their fingers but the hot, long shaft between their legs. Something that she’d seen him stimulate with his hand.
You can do it yourself too,he’d said to her back then. Was this what he’d meant? But even now, she couldn’t imagine herself doing anything like this to herself, much less finding it pleasurable.
Her thoughts came to an abrupt stop the moment their carriage did. Gabriel uttered a curse as he lowered his hands from her. Evie scrambled from his lap and tried to adjust her clothing as the carriage door opened.
Gabriel’s cravat was mussed, his hair messy, his breeches straining. He took a deep breath and jumped down, then helped her down, holding her tightly by her waist with both his hands. He lowered her to the pavement and kissed the top of her head.
“Come.” He gave her a nudge at the small of her back and followed her inside the townhouse.
Gabriel’s valet took their outer clothing, and they climbed the stairs in silence. The moment they turned into the hall leading to their respective chambers, Gabriel whirled around on her. He caught her by the waist and gave her a hard, possessive kiss.
Evie responded instantly, her body curving against his, molding to his hard exterior. He backed her slowly against the wall, then gathered her buttocks and pressed her against his arousal. Evie moved her pelvis against his, marveling at the feeling of pleasure she gathered from the simple movement.
She licked at his lips, then lowered her mouth to his strong chin, then lower to his neck. She had a strange urge to know his taste, to suck him in. A low growl came from Gabriel as he moved away from her. He was breathing heavily, visibly fighting for composure.
“Come to my room,” he said as he lowered his forehead to hers.
Evie closed her eyes briefly. Could she really refuse this man?
“Come to bed with me,” he said, his voice hoarse and uncertain.
Evie gave a slight nod. Gabriel let out a long breath. Then he smiled, took her by the hand, and led her to his chambers.
