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“Bess, don't,” he said desperately. “I'll spend.”
“Yes, my darling, you'll spend. And then you'll spend again.” She unfastened the laces on his codpiece, and his sex sprang free of its confinement. She encircled him with her fingers and began to caress him.
Will groaned and gasped and began thrusting in a frenzy of excitement. Bess knew he could last no more than a minute. She leaned over him, palmed his testes and rolled them together, then her fingers tightened on his erection and she felt him explode. The pearly drops of his semen arced like a fountain onto the nightgown that covered her breasts and belly, and he collapsed onto the bed in ecstasy.
His eyes devoured her as she moved over him and took his hand. Then she deliberately rubbed his ejaculation over her belly and up across her lush breasts. She encircled her nipples with his fingertips until they stood erect. The material turned transparent. “It feels hot and wet through the silk.”
“My God, Bess, I want you!” He was hoarse with desire.
“There is no hurry; we have all night. Why don't we finish undressing?” She helped him remove his remaining garments, then slipped the wet night rail from her body. She slid naked against the length of him and touched her lips to his.
With a low moan he thrust his tongue into the hot cave of her mouth, and Bess felt his sex start to rise against her soft thigh. She whispered against his lips, “You are a very selfish lover, my lord. I will build and climax just like you, if you arouse me.” He gazed at her, not quite believing, but with hope in his eyes. She guided his fingers to her high mons, separated the red-gold curls, and found her woman's center with his fingertip.
“I have a tiny bud; can you feel it? If you play with it, my passion will be aroused. Then, when you enter me and slide your hardness across it, the bud unfurls, and as my desire builds you will give me delicious pleasure.”
When he stroked her bud with the pad of his finger, Bess moaned softly to show him she enjoyed what he did. When he slipped a finger into her sheath, she writhed to encourage him. “Bess, I can't wait,” he gasped intensely.
She smiled into the candle glow. He was calling her Bess. Elizabeth had vanished. “Neither can I. Hurry, darling.” When he mounted her and plunged deep, Bess made a splendid show of her enjoyment. She cried out his name and screamed as she felt a mild climax. She knew that bringing her to fulfillment would give him more pleasure than he had ever known before. And if they were lucky, next time would be even better. She would never experience a grand passion, but a little of the emptiness would be gone.
Sir William's duties demanded he arise with the dawn. When Bess opened her eyes, she found her husband, already bathed and dressed, gazing down at her with adoration. He sat down on the edge of the bed. “Bess, I've decided to leave all my lands in Somerset and Gloucestershire to you, to be passed on to your children.”
“But surely your brother is entitled to a portion of the estates if we have no children together?”
“My brother is debased. He taints everything he touches. The lands are mine to do with as I please. I know you have debts, my dearest, and my estates will give you security.”
Bess knew just how vulnerable Sir William was to her. He wanted to give her the moon and the stars, but she did not wish to be accused of manipulating him to make herself wealthy at his family's expense. “Will, I don't want to be the cause of trouble between you and your brother. As your wife I am legally entitled to one third of your estates, and I am more than satisfied with that.”
After her husband left, Bess began to shiver for no apparent reason. She slipped on a warm bedgown and moved toward the fire. As she stood looking down into the blue flames, she had a premonition that something evil hovered close by. She turned and peered into the shadowed corners of the bedchamber, unable to dispel the nameless disquiet she felt.
