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“To hell with the rules,” he growled, and the next moment he was on her.
Lips on her lips, he wrapped his arms around her, locking her to him in an unbreakable bond. He kissed her like he had been starving his whole life, with deep, hungry licks, lips brushing, gliding, and leaving her breathless. She responded with the same vigor, unable to breathe. All thoughts evaporated, and there was just an aching need in her whole body to be pressed against him, to have his fingers, his hands, his thighs, his stomach, his chest, and, God please, his lips on her…
She may have raised one of her legs to wrap it around his hips. She may have clutched his coat with her hands like she wanted to climb him.
“Are you certain?” he whispered against her lips.
“Yes. But you might need to tell me what to do,” she breathed out. “How to be a good wife. How to please you.”
Then she was airborne, and she realized he’d picked her up and was carrying her. The sheet from the sofa flew like a ghost across the room, and he laid her on the soft cushions, towering over her, even half crouching.
“First thing you need to do,” he murmured, “is to give in to the sensations of your body. Everything you’re feeling, everything you want to do is natural.”
He kissed her in large strokes, the feel of his lips and tongue against hers wanton and wonderful. “Does this feel good?” he murmured as his mouth left hers and kissed her jaw. His hand traveled up and down her body, turning her into pliable, hot wax.
“Yes,” she moaned, purring like a kitten. “Oh heavens, yes!”
Everything she wanted to do was natural… And she had always been a good student. Echoing his movements, she dragged her hands down his coat, his waistcoat, his shirt, aching to feel his naked chest and his stomach.
“Does this feel good to you?” she asked. “I’d like to please you. Show me how.”
“Would you still like to?” he asked. “Even after everything ugly you learned about me?”
“Yes. More than you know.”
Something dangerous flared in the depths of his eyes then, a hunger that sent a thrill racing down her spine. With a growl, he captured her mouth in a searing kiss that left her breathless and aching. His lips blazed a trail of fire down the column of her throat, his fingers deftly unfastening the buttons of her bodice to bare the creamy swells of her breasts.
“Exquisite,” he breathed, his tongue darting out to taste her skin.
His mouth and hands mapped the contours of her body, igniting every nerve, and she was writhing, his body over her the only thing keeping her in place. She felt him push up the skirt of her gown and her chemise. And when his fingers delved into the slick heat at the apex of her thighs, she cried out, back arching off the sofa.
His fingers moved over her with expert strokes, coaxing her higher and higher.
She moaned and arched her back still further.
“That’s it, my sweet,” Dorian purred. “Surrender to the pleasure. This is called your clitoris, right here.” He rubbed the sensitive nub.
Clitoris…
He kept rubbing and teasing her, and soon, she was quivering on the edge of a precipice.
“Dorian, please…” she whimpered, nails digging into the sofa’s upholstery.
He chuckled. “Yes, darling, your clit is a marvelous place…”
His finger traveled to her entrance.
“But your body is capable of so much more.”
His fingers circled her entrance, inserting the tip of one into her, and she relaxed into his touch. He was pressing into something inside her, and she felt pressure, more and more intense. She wanted him deeper.
“What is it capable of?” she asked.
“To take me in. Inside you. Your pleasure will be even greater… In combination with your clit, and this beautiful spot… I can make you feel so good, love. Your body was designed to feel good.”
“Designed to take your fingers inside?” she asked. “I liked that very much when you did it before.”
“Not just my fingers, love. But there’s a part of your body that stops the penetration because you’re a virgin. It might hurt the first time. There might be blood. Or it might not. Every woman is different. However, it’s likely there will be just a little pain the first time, and then after that, it will all be very, very good. I will make sure of it.”
