Page 98 of A Virgin for the Duke of Thorns

“Very much,” she croaked.

He returned to the bed and kissed her, sweetly this time, barely restraining the urge to sink into her warmth and thrust himself into her until all of him was spent.

He felt her hands gently wrap around his shaft, and he groaned against her lips, his hips thrusting into her touch as she gently stroked him. Colin had never before looked deeply into the eyes of a woman while she pleasured him to near fulfillment.

“Do you like it when I touch you like this?” she asked him hesitantly.

“More than you can imagine.”

She bit her lower lip, and Colin felt so hard that he feared he would finish before he ever got inside her. “I was afraid you might think me too bold…”

He laughed hoarsely at that. He had experienced all sorts of carnal delights that could be had between a man and a woman, but only with Alice had he felt such dizzying heights of sheer pleasure.

“I like it when you are bold,” he rasped, his eyes fluttering shut when she squeezed him lightly. “I also like it when you are shy. I like damned well everything about you.”

He caught the flash of a mischievous smile before she flipped him on his back.

“In that case,” she told him, sliding down his body. “I hope you would not mind my doing this…”

Her hands were gentle, applying only the slightest pressure as she stroked him, driving him mad. Alice, with her innocence and sheer curiosity, brought him so much more pleasure than the most talented courtesans in all of Europe ever had.

“Little lamb,” he rasped. “I fear that I will not be able to last if you continue to do that.”

No woman had ever pushed him to such a state—only Alice. His little lamb.

“I want to be inside you,” he pleaded with her softly. “Please, Alice…”

She shifted and looked up at him quizzically. “How would you have me?”

He smiled and reached out for her. “Have you ever ridden a horse astride, little lamb?”

Her eyes widened in surprise, darkening in deep desire.

“Put me inside you,” he urged her softly.

There were many things he could teach her. So many ways she could pleasure him, and he could pleasure her. He would start with this.

As for the rest, they had all the time in the world.

He closed his eyes as Alice sat up. She grasped his thick erection and slowly, achingly sank herself onto him. Colin felt his entire mind reel as her wet warmth clasped him. When he was fully sheathed inside her, she let out a soft hiss.

“Does it hurt?” he asked her.

She shook her head, and that slight motion was enough to drive him wild. He grasped her hips and began to thrust into her in slow, shallow motions. Alice shuddered and fell on his chest with a soft moan as his length grated within the spongy ridges inside her.

“Oh, Colin… that feels so—ah!”

Little quakes wracked her delicate frame as her release shot through her, a soft cry tearing from her lips as she hurtled into pure ecstasy, her body bowed back.

“C-Colin!”

He pressed his palm to her lower back, feeling her tight, hot channel spasming around him, squeezing him. He let out a soft groan as he continued to hold her to him, drinking in her pleasure as he felt her tense against him again. Her legs quivered on either side of his as her breaths came out in soft, little gasps.

Her eyes flew open in bewilderment as he renewed his efforts from beneath her. Colin heard her whimper as he pushed into her. Grinding ever so slowly, rubbing his length against that secret spot where she ached so much. As he did, his pubic bone pressed against the nub of her desire.

Alice came undone in his arms once more, her soft cry blowing hotly in his ear. He allowed her a moment’s pause before he began to move into her once more.

Shallow thrusts that had her dissolving into a puddle of liquid heat to be molded as he saw fit.

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