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But this time his need to claim her was carnal.
All of her is mine.
And it was not to be denied.
Chapter Fifteen
BETSY COULD ONLY GASP when her husband suddenly grabbed hold of her waist, and one swift yank had her flat on her back.
Seeing the privacy window slide into place behind Lukas' chauffeur was her last warning of what was to come, and her lips parted in silent shock as her husband disappeared under the full skirts of her wedding gown.
A young mother she might already be, but she had only been with a man once, and it was a hurried encounter in the dark that had immediately bore fruit.
And so this, Betsy thought dizzily as her husband gripped her bare thighs and started nuzzling the lace-covered triangle between her legs.
This, oh, this...
It was all so stunningly and deliriously new to her, and a moan spilled past her lips as his warm breath teased her sensitive folds. She could feel herself getting wet, and the musky scent of her desire permeated the air.
She tried to pull away in embarrassment, but her husband only chuckled. She tried yet again, but her husband's response only grew more wicked, with his fingers grasping the band of her underwear, and a tearing sound jolting her as he ripped the drenched scrap of fabric off her trembling form.
This, she found herself thinking once again.
This, oh, this...
She had thought such things only happened in movies, but her beautiful husband had obviously proven her wrong, and oh, oh, oh...
His tongue had slid past her throbbing folds in one deep, forceful stroke, and mindless pleasure consumed her from that point. Her nails scraped the leather cushion against her as his tongue thrust in and out of her molten core. Her body arched over and over, but the fire inside of her only burned hotter. She pushed herself up to her elbows. Desperately wrestled with the layers of silk until they were all bunched around her waist, and oh, finally.
She could finally see her husband between her legs, and oh, oh, oh.
She had thought she could handle watching him devour her with his passion.
But she could not.
Oh, for her to see him tasting her while feeling his tongue stab her again and again—-
It was just too, too much.
And she shattered with a small, incoherent cry, her entire body shuddering in the force of her heart-pounding orgasm.
But still, he did not stop.
Again and again, his tongue tasted her, pierced her, and claimed her.
And by doing so, Lukas had also proved himself wrong.
Betsy had already passed out in pleasure, but he had yet to possess her as a man would his wife.
Chapter Sixteen
BETSY HAD NEVER THOUGHT of herself as shy. But it was what she ended up feeling as soon as she regained consciousness and remembered why and how she had passed out in the first place.
I can't believe that just happened!
A prude was another thing she had never considered herself to be, but when she thought of how her husband's chauffeur just had to know what they were doing in the backseat—-
I can't believe that just happened!
