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“My goodness,” she said again, feeling a touch faint as Nathan picked one of them up. It looked to be made of brown leather and quite large, the stitching so tiny, she could not see it from across the room.
“This one fits rather nicely, and it’s about the same size as my cock, so you should be able to handle it easily enough,” Nathan said as if his words were a common day occurrence and not some of the filthiest things she’d ever heard uttered.
Wide-eyed, she watched him return to the machine and slide the base of the dildo into a slot on the machine’s arm. It did indeed fit nicely, though she was not sure about the size being equitable to her husband. Perhaps because it did not come with a man attached, it suddenly seemed very foreboding.
Nathan turned to her, raising an eyebrow, and held out his hand, his other hand resting on the padded table the dildo hovered over.
“Here, Lily. I will help you up.”
Gulping nervously, Lily threw all caution to the wind and put her hand in his.
ChapterTwenty-Seven
Nathan
For a moment, Nathan thought Lily would balk at having the machine used on her, but then she reached out with trembling fingers and touched his hand. Nathan closed his grip around them and tugged her forward, so she was pulled against him.
“Good girl,” he murmured, noting the way her eyelashes fluttered at the accolade. There was not even a hint of hesitation at enjoying being praised.
Lowering his lips to hers, Nathan devoured her with a kiss, letting his passion run free. Having her here, in his private room with all his machines, was one of the most intimate things they’d done.
While he had tested out his various inventions and toys on the women in the Society, he had never shown his workshops to any of them. This particular workshop was his newest, everything moved in during the days following his father’s death and before Sebastian asked him to go to London, but no woman had ever joined him in any of the previous ones, either.
Only Lily.
Only his wife.
Nathan wanted to share everything with her.
Her soft body pressed up against his as she kissed him back desperately, hands clinging to his coat. The silky material of her peignoir was soft against his hands, sliding over her skin as he caressed her. Pressing her back against the padded table, Nathan rocked his hips, and she whimpered against his lips.
The peignoir slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor, leaving her in nothing but the nightgown.
Pulling away, Nathan looked down at her and smiled as he gripped her by the hips and lifted her onto the table. She glanced at the dildo, a hot blush suffusing her cheeks. Seeing her nipples pebbled against the lace of her gown, he took a pinch of the fabric over her stomach, twitching the gown to make it move back and forth over those tender buds.
He wanted her as aroused as possible before he used the machine. Nathan could not wait to watch the dildo pistoning between her thighs, covered in her sweet juices, recreating his sketch.
Debauched innocence.
That’s what he was calling it in his mind.
Lily squirmed, reaching for her nightgown.
“No,” he said immediately, moving her hands away. “Leave it on.”
There was something about that ivory fall of silk that made her appear even more innocent. Perversely, that appealed to him even more than having her completely naked.
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Lily
Nipples throbbing and itching against the lace of the nightgown, Lily wanted nothing more than to rip the garment off and away from her, but as soon as Nathan told her he wanted it on, she let her hands fall away. There was something erotic about the way he was using her nightgown to torture her when she’d intended it to be a seductive torment for him. The tables had been turned on her, and, oddly, she liked that.
The way he tried to take control in the drawing-room, determined to keep her and her friends out of the investigations, had driven her wild. When he took control in this atmosphere… thatreallydrove her wild in an entirely different manner.
“Lie back,” he ordered. The heat in his eyes nearly seared her, burning away her hesitation because she did not want him to stop looking at her like that. Licking her lips nervously, Lily laid back on the table.
The padding was comfortable enough but having to bend her knees and spread her legs so the arm of the machine fit between them certainly was not. Lily’s blush heated as the silky skirt of her gown slithered over her thighs, exposing her womanhood as it pooled around her hips and on the table.
