Page 23 of The Duke's Surprise Heir

Laying her down on his bed, he looked at her, enjoying the image of Macie in his bed, right where he’d pictured her so many times. Her hair spread out over the white duvet cover, her green eyes watching him, glistening with a need equal to his own.

“Are you sure, Macie?” he asked.

“Yes!” she sighed, running her hands over her stomach. Then she pulled the sweater over her head and tossed it away. He watched, fascinated with her movements. When the sweater was gone, she didn’t hesitate to reach behind her and release the hooks on her bra. It wasn’t the sexiest bra he’d ever seen, but when she pulled it away, revealing her now-large breasts to his hungry eyes, he knew that this was the sexiest woman he’d ever held in his arms.

Macie lay back down on the bed, her hands sliding back up her bare stomach to cup her breasts. “What are you waiting for?” she asked, her thumbs teasing her nipples.

“Damn, Macie!” he groaned, his fingers not deft enough to get his slacks off quickly, but when he was finally free, he grasped his erection with one hand. “Do that again!”

She did and Edward was fairly certain that several of his brain cells were burned to dust. That was before she wiggled out of her leggings and panties.

Naked now, he stared at her, noting the changes in her body. “Your pregnancy only made you more beautiful,” he said with complete honesty. His finger traced one of the silver lines on her stomach. “Was it difficult?”

She shook her head. “The last six weeks of the pregnancy was a challenge, but otherwise, no.”

“Good,” he said, then lowered his head, kissing her stomach, his lips and fingers exploring her stomach and hips, moving higher as he got to know her body all over again. He leaned into the feeling of her fingers in his hair. Then her hands moved to his shoulders, her nails scratching lightly over his skin. It added a touch of a zing, which magnified his lust.

He moved his attention to a nipple, devouring the taut peak. All of his attention was focused on that nipple and her breast, teasing the peak, tasting it, laving it with his tongue, nipping at the tip before soothing with his lips. Over and over, urged on by her gasps and wiggles, he teased and tasted, enjoyed the sensation of her breasts and her need that ramped up higher with every teasing nip.

“More!” she whispered, then lifted her head to nip at his earlobe. Edward might have groaned, or the sound could have come from Macie when he moved to her other breast.

He felt every movement of her body as he moved to her neck, pausing to suck on that spot he’d discovered a year ago before moving to her shoulders. Yeah, he remembered that too. There was a spot on her right shoulder that tickled when they weren’t making love, but turned her on even more when…yes!

“Edward!” she hissed, trying to move away from him nipping at that secret spot of hers. But he was stronger, his throaty laugh warning her that she couldn’t get away now.

“Keep doing that,” he urged, tangling his legs between hers. “I love it when you try to evade me.”

The sound she gave him was a cross between a chuckle and a moan of pleasure. So he kissed that spot again before moving lower. And lower! Damn, he loved the way she squirmed! Other women he’d had sex with had done a sort of sensual slide of their legs and body against him. That had been nice, but Macie wiggled. There was no other description for the small little shivers and shifts. He adored it! It was so hot, the way she wiggled and gasped when he touched her. He’d never known a woman quite so stimulating.

“Now, Edward! Please, don’t make me wait!”

He looked up at her, green eyes clashing with his own gaze. She must have correctly interpreted the look and shook her head. “Next time,” she whispered, sliding her fingers through his hair again. “Right now, I need you inside me.”

Edward didn’t need any more urging. He reached into his bedside table and grabbed a condom. Rolling it down over his shaft, he watched her, enjoying the way she encouraged him by stroking her hands over her stomach and upper thighs.

Just watching her made his head spin with wild desire. He didn’t want to lose control this early in the game. So when the condom was on, he grabbed her hands and lifted them up over her head. “You’re mine, Macie!” he growled, feeling her legs open for him. Her knees bent and her hips lifted, silently inviting him into her heat.

He was suddenly aware that she had given birth to their son only months ago. So instead of pounding into her as he’d done in the past, he gently eased just the tip of his shaft into her, then pulled out. Macie gave a little yelp of objection, but before she could fully protest, he’d sunk into her a few more inches, then pulled out again.

“Don’t tease me, Edward!” she moaned, turning her head to the side.

“Look at me, Macie,” he commanded, his voice rough as his own need tightened.

Only when those sparkling green eyes looked up at him did he finally sink into her body, inch by slow inch. When he was finally deeply embedded in her heat, he watched her face, noting her mouth open in…surprise? Awe? He couldn’t focus enough to interpret that look. Not with her inner muscles clenching around him tighter while her hips rolled enticingly, urging him to move.

“You’re so damn gorgeous!” he blurted, gazing at her pink tipped breasts and her dark hair spread out over his bed.

But her next wiggle nearly made his head explode. He wasn’t sure what Macie had done, but it shot a bolt of lust through his body. There was no more teasing now. He pulled back, then thrust into her, trying to be careful, but whatever the hell she was doing to his shaft, he couldn’t concentrate enough to be gentle any longer. Thrusting into that tight, hot core, he moved, trying to give her as much pleasure as his electrified mind could offer.

He lifted her leg so that it draped over his arm. This position opened her up further to his thrusts and he angled his body so that every shift of his body rubbed against that nub. Her cries intensified, but because he had her in this position, she couldn’t really move. She was completely at his mercy, only able to accept the pleasure he gave her. So when her body tightened around him, he knew that she was close. Increasing his thrusts, he moved faster, lowering his body so that she felt more, was imprisoned by his thrusts until…she cried out as her release overwhelmed her. Macie’s fingernails dug into his arms as she clung to him, the waves of pleasure washing over her.

Edward wanted to give her another climax, but the way she moved and the flush that pinkened her breasts took him over the edge. He roared as his own orgasm hit him like a sledgehammer, nearly knocking him out. He clung to her, thrusting again and again, giving both of them as much pleasure as possible before collapsing on top of her.

Her soft sigh sent sizzles of awareness over his skin. But he was also conscious of his weight on her so he pulled her closer, then rolled over so that she was on top. He felt her head drop onto his chest and was conscious of every breath as he stroked her back.

Edward wanted to run his fingers through her hair, to caress her and enjoy the feeling of her incredibly soft skin under his fingers. But there was no energy left after that explosive climax. He was wiped out.

Obviously Macie was as well since she didn’t move. Not an inch. He smiled as his “rag doll” huffed a bit. Hell, he felt as if he could feel her blink, the connection so intense.

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