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All thoughts of climbing off the bed and leaving the room had gone. The erection that had gone from nothing to full bloom in less than a second throbbed, and he gripped it tightly to control the deepening ache.
Still keeping the pressure on her nub, he released his excitement and put his hand to her thigh. Gently, he spread it to one side. There was no resistance. All her fingers were now rubbing against the bedsheets.
Fascinated at her reactions, he pressed his knee to her other thigh but this time, her breaths now coming in short hitches, she parted it herself.
Not taking his eyes off her face, he carefully positioned himself between her legs, took back hold of his arousal and pressed it against her opening. Her eyes flickered but didn’t open. The only sound was the scratching of her fingers against the mattress.
Moving slowly, he inched himself inside her. When he clenched his jaw, it wasn’t through irritation but for control because,dio, he’d never, in his whole life, felt such welcoming heat. So exquisite did it feel that he had to grit his teeth and remind himself that Elsbeth was a virgin. With infinite care, he slowly buried himself all the way inside her.
And then he felt the lightest of touches as finally...finally...she touched him. Her hand on his back was so light he probably would not have noticed had his skin not burned beneath it.
Gripping tightly to the sides of the pillow her beautiful head rested on, Amadeo closed his eyes and began to move.Mio Dio...
Elsbeth had never in her wildest dreams imagined it could be like this. Could feel like this. She’d expected pain at worst, discomfort at best. She hadn’t expected pleasure. Pleasure was something she’d hoped for once she’d become accustomed to sex. Butthis...oh, it was incredible. She’d never known anything like it, and as Amadeo’s strong body moved over hers, steadily increasing the tempo of his thrusts, little grunts of pleasure vibrated from his throat and something deep in the heart of her began to pulse strongly and thicken.
Never had Amadeo fought to hold back his release as he did in that moment. The exquisite pain of this self-torture was more than he’d thought himself capable of enduring but still he fought, refusing to let go and fall into the indulgence of the ultimate pleasure, not until...
And then he sensed it happening. It was there in the shortening of her quiet breaths and the tightening around his arousal. Overcome by the sudden urgent need to look at her, he raised himself onto his elbows at the same moment Elsbeth’s eyes flew wide open in glazed shock and locked onto his, and her lips parted in a silent O.
He could hold on no more. Burying himself as deep inside her as was humanly possible, Amadeo let go.
Elsbeth tried valiantly to pull herself back to earth and knit herself back together. It felt as if she’d been shattered into stardust. She could hardly breathe through the heavy beats of her heart.
That had been...
Nothing came to her. No single word could describe what she’d just experienced. She’d had no idea. No idea it could feel like that. Not for her.
Her mother had been wrong.
Amadeo’s cheek, pressed so tightly against hers, turned aside. He pulled away from her and rolled onto his back.
Feeling the cold of his loss, she swallowed to stop herself crying out a protest.
Had he liked what they’d done as much as she had? She wished she could ask. As with so many things in her life, this was a wish she dared not grant herself.
Amadeo had never known silence could be so loud. The thrills of his climax still laced his blood but the whooshing in his head had finally lessened enough for him to think. His thoughts though, gave no comfort.
The last thing he’d expected was to enjoy sex with his new wife, although ‘enjoy’ was the wrong word. It didn’t fit at all. But then, neither did any other word.
He supposed he should take solace that his weekly duty wouldn’t be the chore he’d envisaged.
Closing his eyes first to brace himself, he turned his stare back to her.
Her eyes were open.
‘Elsbeth?’ he said quietly.
He watched as she summoned the vacuous smile as she turned to face him.
‘Are you okay?’ he asked.
‘Yes.’
Unable to read anything other than emptiness behind the returning stare, he breathed deeply and nodded. ‘That’s good.’ He climbed off the bed and strode over to his discarded robe. ‘Do you know how to contact the domestic staff if you need them?’
‘Yes.’
He inclined his head again as he put his arms in his robe. ‘Good. Then I will leave you to get some sleep.’
