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Thomas groaned. “My God, you are even more lovely than I imagined.”
He was still fully dressed, of course, in his morning attire. She longed to know what he looked like out of his clothes as well.
“I’ll ask you once more, Tricia. Are you sure?”
Her nipples poked at the flimsy fabric of her chemise. “Do I look unsure to you?”
He groaned again as he loosened his cravat.
Then he laid her down on his massive bed. He made no move to remove her chemise yet, and she wondered when he would take his own clothes off.
But before he did anything else, he sat next to her, looking down at her again with appreciation in his eyes.
“I want to kiss every part of your body, Tricia. I want to show you pleasure you’ve never known… Unfortunately a bit of pain too. But I promise you the pain will be brief. I will make sure you enjoy yourself.”
Tricia didn’t respond. She already knew she would enjoy herself. This is what she’d dreamed of for so many years. She’d known for a while of the sacred act that took place between a man and a woman. Her mother had told her once her cycles began so she would be prepared, for when you’re not highborn, sometimes you get married off even younger. She doubted Cameron would have allowed such a thing, but her mother wanted her to be informed.
“Then make it so, Thomas. I wish to feel every sensation life has to offer,” she finally whispered, her voice barely audible even in the silence of the room.
He leaned in and pressed his lips against her neck. His touch was feather-light, and Tricia gasped with pleasure. As he moved lower on her body, leaving a trail of kisses along his path, she trembled not from fear but anticipation.
Never breaking eye contact with her, he slowly raised the hem of her chemise, revealing more of her flesh to his heated gaze. For a moment, he simply admired the sight before him, as if committing every curve and hollow of her body to memory.
“Your beauty renders me speechless,” he said on a rasp before he lowered his lips to her breast.
The warmth of his mouth sent waves of pleasure through her. She arched in response. With a gentleness that surprised her, he took one nipple into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue and coaxing a moan from her. She absently played with his silky hair, weaving her fingers through the soft strands as she urged him closer. The subtle scrape of his teeth made her gasp—a peculiar mix of pleasure and pain that left her craving more.
Slowly, almost painfully so, Thomas moved his attention to the other breast, tracing the curve with his thumb before treating it with the same tantalizing exploration. Tricia’s breath hitched when he gently bit down, sending jolts coursing through her.
She lifted her hips slightly off the bed as sensations she had only ever read about danced across her skin.
Her heartbeat quickened as Thomas moved his fingers lower still, skimming over her belly toward the edge of her pantaloons. Thomas paused there, fingers closing on the thin fabric, and he looked at Tricia through heavy-lidded eyes.
“Do you trust me, Tricia?” he asked, not an ounce of lightness in his tone.
Tricia nodded, lost within the waves of anticipation that washed over her. She trusted him more than she had ever trusted anyone, and she wanted him to know it. His gaze held hers for a moment longer before he slowly began to pull down her pantaloons.
She shivered as the cool air met her bare skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat in Thomas’s eyes. He traced a single finger over the curve of her hip, making her inhale sharply.
“I will be gentle,” he promised in a murmur against her belly before his lips followed his hand down lower and lower.
As he kissed her inner thigh, she moaned. The roughness of his stubble against the soft skin of her legs caused her body to quake. He chuckled softly and continued his exploration, trailing his hands along her curves.
“Thomas,” she whimpered as he moved higher, his hot breath teasing the delicate flesh of her private area through the fabric of her undergarments. Every nerve in her body was on fire, aching for his touch.
With a fluid motion, Thomas reached up to pull down the silken barrier that stood between them. “So beautiful,” he breathed.
Her cheeks flushed with heat as he traced intricate patterns on her inner thigh. Tricia spread her legs wider, inviting him in further.
An uncontrollable moan left Tricia’s lips when Thomas finally brushed his fingers against her most vulnerable area. The gentle pressure against her sensitive flesh made her gasp, a soft “Thomas…” escaping her lips.
He paid attention to every twitch of her body, every soft gasp that escaped from her lips. He followed a slow but determined rhythm, tracing circles around her flesh. Each touch of his rough fingers against her sent pleasure through her body and made her writhe in anticipation of more.
A riot of sensations coursed through her as he gradually increased the pressure, a low growl resonating from him when she arched off the bed in response. Her heart pounded as he teased her into a frenzy. All the while, Thomas watched her with a predatory gaze that held equal parts admiration and desire.
When he finally dipped his finger lower into the folds of her skin, Tricia let out a shuddering gasp. This was something entirely new—a feeling so intense it made her squirm with pleasure and anticipation. His touch was as soft as a feather yet as insistent as a storm, coaxing her senses higher and higher.
As he explored her further, a strange tension built within her. It was an overwhelming sensation, one she had never experienced before, spreading from her core to the rest of her body in strong waves.
