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“What do you call … it?” She waved a hand toward the impressive appendage.
Concern flickered in his eyes. “Most men call it a cock.”
“Hmm … may I touch it?”
Richard closed his eyes for a moment, his lips moving as if he was saying a silent prayer. When he opened them, the intensity of his desire shone to make his green eyes glitter like emeralds in the lamplight. He gave a nod.
“It is not normally like this?” She did not think so. The museum housed several Italian marble statues with fig leaves to cover the area, but it had not appeared they were covering something so … large. He shook his head, words appearing to fail him when she reached out a hand to graze a fingertip across the crown. To her bemusement, it twitched at her touch. Slowly, she wrapped her hand around the shaft and ran it down the length in a caress. It twitched again, and Richard groaned before grabbing her hand to move it away.
“I cannot endure much more of that tonight.”
“You will let me explore it another time?” Richard looked at her with something akin to shock before lowering his hands to her waist and lifting her back to lie on the bed.
“We shall see.” With that, he raised a knee onto the edge of the mattress and kneeled over her with hunger painted across his face. His lips sought hers while his hand played once more with her breast, and Sophia found her desire returning quickly. He slowly lowered himself down to press his heated flesh against hers. She murmured at the feel of his naked skin against hers, noticing his legs were roughened with hairs when he slid between her own until his cock was resting against her sex.
He raised his head to stare into her eyes. “Are you ready?”
She gave a nod. Her intimate muscles were clenching at the feel of his cock so close.
“You are aware it might hurt the first time?”
She gave another nod. Lady Moreland had taken her aside on the eve of the wedding.
He looked relieved. His hand reached between them, and he took hold of himself to guide the swollen length into her channel. As he entered her, she felt a slight pinching sensation before the feeling of his fullness invading her body overcame her. She threw her head back in wordless intoxication while her body eagerly grasped at his cock.
“Sophia …” Whatever Richard wanted to say was apparently forgotten. Fully sheathed inside her, and his breathing unsteady, he held himself still. After several long, sweet moments of bliss, she opened her eyes. His were closed, and his expression was pained with effort.
“Is that it?”
Richard opened his eyes in shock. “No. I am proceeding slowly so I do not hurt you.”
“I am fine. Is there more?”
He shook his head in amusement. “Yes, there is more.”
With that, he eased back and then gently thrust back into her. The slow drag out and in was astounding. She threw her head back and wailed. She heard Richard chuckling for a second before he, too, was carried away.
Rippling pleasure returned as he thrust in and out of her hungry body, slowly increasing the speed until she thought she might splinter into a million pieces of thrilling sensation. His hand reached between them to slide against her slick nub. She gasped in response when a new tidal wave of titillation cascaded into another peak of clenching pleasure. She heard herself crying out in a way she had never done before while Richard continued moving, seeking his own peak. Moments later, he groaned while his length spasmed rhythmically inside her, his heat flooding into her.
Richard panted above her before lightly extricating himself from her body to roll onto his side. His eyes were closed, but his large, elegant hand slid across her belly to caress her waist while his breathing slowly returned to normal.
“Was it good?” Sophia asked.
“Very good,” murmured Richard into her ear.
“As good as …” She was not sure exactly how to ask what she was curious about.
“Better. Much,muchbetter.”
“Good.” A small smile of happiness quivered on her lips. She was finding she truly enjoyed being married to this outrageous man and, after a chaotic couple of days, they were finding their way in this new relationship. It would seem that she had made the right choice to marry him and life at his side would never fail to provide excitement. She shivered at the delicious exhilaration she had just experienced in his arms.
* * *
Richard awokeas dawn crept into Sophia’s room. Staring up at the swaths of fabric that covered the four-poster frame, he reflected on the wonderful night he had spent in Sophia’s bed. Somehow, this woman made him forget his past, forget his mistakes, and made him hopeful that he would become an honorable man. Time with her was paradise compared to the women of his past because she eased his worries just by being near him.
It made him question what he had been doing with his licentious pursuits. Had he been trying to bury deep-seated problems by losing himself in the arms of the many women he had lain with? Sophia made him want to live his life, while earlier women had merely been an escape from it.
He rolled onto his side, preparing to rise, when he yelped in surprise. Standing next to the bed, staring with wide, green eyes, was Ethan, almost exactly at face level.
