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He paused to gaze at Tabitha before standing next to the bed. She leaned up on her elbows when Andrew pulled away, afraid he had suddenly changed his mind. Her breasts and lips tingled from his attention. The forbidden treasure between her legs throbbed with a sensual longing that only Andrew could ease.
With slow, measured moves, Andrew removed the rest of his clothes. Part of Tabitha knew she should look away, but the other part was fascinated, having never seen a naked man in the flesh. Good gracious, was she really going to be with the Duke of Holcombe and allow him to have carnal relations with her? Surely, this must be a dream. But then she fixed her gaze on Andrew, saw the desire in his eyes, and knew it was true.
When he removed his final piece of clothing, Andrew stood before her, unashamed, basking in her pursual of his form. The first thing Tabitha noticed was the dark hair on his chest, which matched the hair on his head. Her gaze traveled lower to his sculpted torso, and the trail of hair pointing to the object of Tabitha's fascination. His legs and arms were sinewy and lean, showing that he was not an idle duke. Any woman would consider herself lucky to be with such a man, and he was all hers. At least for tonight.
That quick pang of guilt hit Tabitha again, but she pushed it away. Now was not the time to remember what lay ahead after tonight. For now, she just wanted to be with Andrew.
Tabitha focused her attention on Andrew's manhood. It was long and hard, nestled within a thatch of the same dark hair. She wanted to put her hands around it, touch it... taste it. As she gazed upon it, the thing seemed to grow even larger.
“If you keep staring at me like that, I may not be able to perform the rest of the night. It arouses me just having you look at me.”
Tabitha was hesitant. “Does it hurt, when it’s like that?”
“A little, but only because I ache for wanting you. I’ve dreamt of this moment. That first night, after you left, after our kiss, I dreamed of you.” Andrew put his hand around his engorged member and stroked the length slowly, up and down. “I lay in bed that night just like this, thinking about you in my bed—my cock buried inside you, fucking you so hard, you screamed my name. The only name that will ever fall from your lips, because you are mine.”
The tone of his voice made Tabitha shiver. His words spoke of finality and possession. If it was possible, Tabitha felt moisture between her legs, which hadn’t been there before.
Andrew continued to masturbate, and Tabitha watched, transfixed. His breathing was shallow, and beads of sweat formed on his brow. Was that a groan that she heard? It made her burn with a raging desire to have him on top of her, thrusting in and out until they couldn’t tell where one of them started and the other began.
Tabitha rose from the bed to stand in front of Andrew. Without thinking, she placed her hand over his and moved in time with him. Andrew withdrew his hand and placed hers directly on his shaft, allowing her to take charge. Tabitha was tentative at first, reveling in the rough feel of his skin, its ridges, and the tip, which reminded her of a mushroom cap. There was a small drop of moisture at the tip. Tabitha swiped her finger over it, and Andrew inhaled sharply.
The sound took Tabitha by surprise.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“No.” Andrew took a breath. “It just feels so good. Your touch is glorious. I love how you’re not afraid to explore. Touch me more. I am your slave.”
She bit the corner of her lip, not sure what to do. Perhaps it was best to do what Andrew had done earlier. Tabitha worked her hand up and down his length. With each stroke, Andrew’s breathing became more labored. Then he let out a long, loud cry and threw his head back.
Finally, Andrew gently stilled her hand. “Now, I really won't be much use if you continue, and where would be the fun in that?”
He pushed Tabitha back on to the bed and laid siege once again to her mouth and body. This time, he cupped her mound, starting a sensual exploration. First, he ran a thumb up the slit that separated her folds, taking some of the moisture which was dripping from her arousal and swirling it over her virginal flesh. Next, he slipped a finger between her petals to find her slick and ready for him.
Tabitha threw her head back, a silent cry formed on her mouth as she wrapped her arms around his neck, afraid she might fall from the dizzying heights to which he had taken her.
Andrew used his fingers to draw back her womanly petals to find that spot which had taken her over the edge in the park. Tabitha rocked her hips against Andrew’s hand, needing to find release. Over and over he played with the sensitive pearl until Tabitha didn’t care who heard her scream his name as she tumbled into oblivion. As she cried out, Andrew covered her mouth with his, taking in her cry of pleasure into him. This was a moment that would be etched in her memories forever, the moment she realized she had somehow fallen in the love with her handsome duke.
CHAPTER16
Nothing compared to the sight which lay before him. Until now, Andrew had thought he’d seen and experienced everything possible when it came to sex, but he was wrong. He hadn’t been prepared for the powerful pull that drew him to Tabitha. The need to please her, to hear her cries of ecstasy and know that it was all due to him.
A strong possessiveness came over Andrew, like nothing he’d ever had with any other woman. Tabitha was a sensual goddess, caught up in the throes of passion, and it enraptured him. Every time she said his name in her breathless tone, it left another mark on his heart. If this was love, then Andrew would gladly accept his fate, because there was no one else for him but Tabitha.
With that thought in his mind, he sealed their lips in another fiery embrace, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, tightening his hold around her waist. As he feasted on her lips, Andrew rubbed the swollen bud between Tabitha’s legs, then gave it a gentle squeeze which elicited a throaty mew of delight from Tabitha. He moved his hand down to her entrance and penetrated with one finger, knowing she would be tight.
Andrew slid his finger in and out of her tight sheath, and again, Tabitha softly whispered his name in consent. As he thrust, he added another finger and was greeted with her hips rising to him, causing him to penetrate even deeper.
“Does it feel good, Tabby? My fingers inside you, stroking you? Getting you ready for me?”
She almost couldn’t speak, the feel of him overwhelming. “God, yes... Andrew, it’s incredible.”
Tabitha gasped when he plunged deeper, increasing his rhythm. Obviously, his lover was enjoying herself, but Andrew wanted to see if some verbal foreplay would arouse her further. Every muscle in Andrew’s body was poised to pounce and sink into Tabitha. He wanted inside her desperately but knew he had to prepare her else their first time would be painful, and Andrew didn’t want it to be anything less than pure pleasure for her.
He whispered in her ear. “Do you feel my fingers, my darling?”
Tabitha whimpered.
“Soon my cock will be in your sweet cunny, fucking you until you can think of nothing but us. I will take you to the height of ecstasy, and then I’ll take you again.”
