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The change of subject caught her off guard. “Certainly.”
Selena showed him the different varieties of roses and geraniums she grew. She explained the process of germination and optimal times to harvest seeds and plant them. Each species was chosen for how compatible they were with the English weather. There was an array of colors. Petunias in shades of pink, purple phlox, and red roses. Selena spoke lovingly of the plants.
“What do you want to raise in the greenhouse?” He found her enthusiasm contagious.
“I want to do citrus trees. They are not made for our harsh outdoor climate. Perhaps some new types of vegetables, and of course, expand my flowers.”
“It’s marvelous. With your patience, and a tender touch, you make these flowers come to life.” Owen fixed his stare on Selena. “Perhaps we could start a new life as well.”
A blush crept up her neck. Her chest heaved from her shallow breaths. “Is that what you want? A life with me?”
Owen cupped her face. “I do. If you will give me the chance. Let me show you I can be a different man from the one you married.”
She bit her lip. “I’m afraid.” Selena pulled out of his hold. “I’m afraid you will become that man again, and my heart could not take it, not after…”
He grasped her arms to make her face him. “Not after what?”
Say it.
“Not after last night.”
He let out a breath.
Her voice trembled. “Last night I had a taste, a glimpse of what life could be like with you. I want to reach out, but…”
Owen wrapped her in his arms again. She rested her head on his chest. They stood there together, drawing comfort from one another. Owen felt Selena move her arms upwards until they looped around his neck, holding onto him like an anchor. The blood surged to his cock. He shouldn’t be aroused, but the smell of Selena, a wondrous mixture of earth and flowers, was overpowering.
“God as my witness, I will protect you. I promise.”
Selena looked up into his face. “I believe you.”
Warring emotions crossed her face. She bit her bottom lip. Those luscious lips that he recalled so well. On a groan, he lowered his mouth to hers. Selena did not pull away or protest. Quite the opposite. She leaned into him, giving over to the hunger of their embrace.
Their arms tightened, clinging for support. Owen took over the kiss, angling his mouth to get a fuller taste of his wife. She sighed as she spread her fingers through his hair, sending a tremor of acute lust through him. Owen was lost. He feasted on her mouth like a man who had not seen food in weeks.
He wanted to shout for joy. Selena trusted him enough to let him kiss her again. What else would she allow? Suddenly, Owen was unsure of what to do. He had no recollection of their other times together. So, he would let instinct take over. He knew what he wanted—to sink himself inside Selena’s warm body and never leave.
Owen broke the kiss, sprinkling nips down her neck as he turned her so her back was against the shed wall. He cupped a breast through her gown and was rewarded with Selena’s sensual moan. The sound was consumed as Owen took her mouth again.
“I want you, my darling, so badly that I ache. All I’ve thought about all day is you.” His words were breathless, said between caresses.
“Owen.”
He squeezed her breast, making Selena inhale sharply.
“I want you too.” She leaned in for another kiss.
He undid the buttons of his trousers, allowing his throbbing shaft to be free. At the same time, Selena pulled up the skirts of her dress. Their mouths never separated. Owen put a hand under her skirts. He fumbled momentarily before finding the slit in her drawers and the thatch of hair which guarded her pleasure palace.
Her entrance was wet, ready to take him. Owen recalled a few soldiers describing how they pleasured their women with their fingers. Going on what he recalled, he sunk two fingers into Selena. The walls of her canal clenched at the sensual invasion. Selena rocked her hips against his hand, wanting more.
Owen thought he would come then and there. Their mingled scents and groans made him want this moment to last longer, but his cock throbbed to possess her. He pumped his digits in and out, letting Selena set the pace. Each whimper she made, every grind of her pelvis had Owen floating higher on a euphoric wave of passion.
Selena moaned into his mouth. “Please, Owen.”
He would deny her nothing. Taking his cock in hand, he guided the tip through her nest, past her silken folds, and straight to heaven. He sank into her canal in one thrusting motion. They stilled, reveling in the sensation. This was his first time making love to his wife. There was no past, only the present, them…together.
Selena rocked her hips forward. The friction was sweet torture. She wanted this just as much as he did. Owen locked his eyes with Selena’s as he withdrew slightly, then entered again. Her mouth fell open, and her eyes glazed over with lust. Something in Owen snapped. An urgent need to claim Selena, show her what could be between them.
Without a word, he grabbed her right leg under her knee and raised it to his waist, allowing him to penetrate deeper. Gradually, he increased the pace until he thundered into her. Their coupling was intense, an emotional release which had built over the last weeks. Owen knew it might be more lust than love on Selena’s end, but he would take whatever she was willing to give—whatever it took to keep her forever.
