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With his free hand, he held her neck, not stealing her breath away but enough to cause ruptures of warmth to pulse through her body. His lips captured her once more, and he kissed her without a moment to spare. He gave attention to her throbbing and swollen lips, kissing and biting aggressively, before letting her go and returning to her neck again. Her muscles ached all over as he licked, sucked, and kissed while murmuring words incoherent to her ear. His free hand ripped over her bodice, and he pulled the sleeves of her gown downward, revealing her voluptuous breasts and hardened nipples.
His fingers trailed there, at first caressing, but then pinching and pulling, forcing her to arch her back and pull herself even closer to him.
“I want you,” he muttered, biting her left nipple hard. “Like I’ve never wanted anyone before...”
Wetness pooled in between her thighs, and she knew that’s where she needed him. Her core pulsed with want and desire, and all she could focus on was the gentle assault of his mouth against her bare skin. As desperately as she could, she squirmed under his hold, trying to get him to give her all of him, but he wasn’t done yet. His mouth held one of her nipples captive, pulling and plucking until she was so arched, her back hurt, and she groaned from the pleasure-filled pain. Finally freeing her hands, he molded her other breast with his palm.
But then, he moved his lips to her stomach, and her breath hitched. A coldness touched her body, and she quickly realized Simon had tugged the garments off her body, leaving her naked and vulnerable at his mercy. His fingers trailed over her wetness, teasing and pulling her lips apart.
“You’re so wet and ready for me,” he said.
Scarlet found its way to her cheeks at the dirtiness of his words. No matter how many times he did this, she’d never get used to it. It was his way of teasing her and forcing her to show him a side she didn’t know she possessed.
“Do you want this?” he asked. Sensing her unconfidence, he placed a kiss on the inside of her thigh as she gasped. “Tell me, and I’ll give you what you want.”
“I…I…” She couldn’t utter a word. “…I want you, Simon.”
That seemed to be enough. He buried his hand between her thigh, his other hand brushing away her curls and leaving her exposed and ready for him. The intense feeling brought her over the edge, bringing her close to climax, but not quite enough just yet—it seemed to be Simon’s way, his way of tormenting her and making this heaven last longer. It was impossible to believe he was here, with her. The idea of giving herself fully to him should be horrid and dangerous, but for some reason, she invited it and wanted it more than anything she’d ever wanted before. His mouth sucked on her wetness, and she wrapped her hands around his hair, holding tight as if her life depended on it.
“I want every part of you, Ellie,” he continued, “I want your innocence,” he sucked on her sensitive nub once more, “your scandalous side,” once more, “I want to hold you down and never let you go until I’ve taken you in ways unheard of to the uncivilized world.”
“Please…” Her toes curled, and her body arched toward him as his words brought her to her climax, forcing her to succumb to his will and touch. It felt as perfect as last time, but this time, she didn’t want this to be over; she wanted this to continue. The prospect of spending all night with him, whether it was his chambers or the billiards room, warmed her and brought a soft smile to her face. He was so gentle and careful with her. And even when she treated him with especially cruelty, he refused to treat her unfairly. It was at this moment that Eloise realized what sort of man he was; dark on the outside, with thick walls around him, but gentle and loving on the inside.
Simon took off his breeches, followed by his coat and shirt, and he threw them to the ground. Standing naked before her, her pulse quickened at the sight of his hardness. But before she could say anything, she quickly looked away, embarrassed to be caught staring with astonishment.
“I promise, it won’t hurt,” he whispered.
“…I really want this, Simon,” she said with all the bravery she could muster.
Placing himself between her legs once more, he whispered, “I know.”
Simon hardened even more as he read the desperation on Ellie’s face. She wanted this. She wanted him. An animalistic side had taken hold of him, and it managed to toss the thoughts of her innocence, her virtue and virginity to the side. It wanted only one thing: him inside of her for the rest of the night. In the past, he’d been with many women, mostly experienced. But as much as he tried to deny it, no one compared with Ellie, the innocent woman who laid before him. Her heavenly, petite figure was unmatched, her curves filling only at all the right places. And her face, no matter how desperate, appeared as elegant and enchanting as ever.
Resting his hands on her snatched waist, he pushed the tip of his member inside of her. She gasped, pushing her legs wider and inviting him inside, deeper and deeper. His member throbbed as he settled all the way inside, trying to stop himself from going hard and fast.
“You’re so…beautiful,” he whispered.
There weren’t words in any language to explain what he was feeling for her right now. There was a fondness he hadn’t felt in years, not since Maddie’s death, not ever. Somehow, Ellie was different. There was something about her, something special, something that caused him to yearn for her every moment they were apart.
He pushed inside her swollen flesh, filling her completely, before pulling out once again, continuing in a rhythmic and steady pace, afraid to harm her.
“I don’t know what you’ve done to me,” he said, “There’s something about you, pet…”
“Simon, please…” she begged.
Her nails clawed at his shoulder, gently scratching and tugging at his bare skin and causing him to swell harder. He groaned and moaned in desire, unable to control his impulses from taking over. Moving faster and rougher, his muscles quivered, and his member throbbed inside of her wetness.
“Come for me, Ellie.”
“I…yes, yes,” she said.
Her flesh tightened around him, bringing him to his release, and he pulled away at once. Falling on top of her, he took her scent in; the sweet fragrance of lilies, the softness of her pale skin and the melody of her voice. That was all he needed, all he wanted, and he wouldn’t allow anything to ruin this moment.
Ellie was all that mattered.
