Page 25 of Revealing a Rogue
“Would you like for me to now?”
“If you wish, but I believe I stated my preference to be abed.”
Her gaze darted between the bed behind him and his hard shaft. Bracing against his muscular thighs, she slowly rose, brushing her nipples against him as she stood.
Landon growled, “If I’m to consummate our marriage, you had best get into bed.”
Scrambling under the covers, Bronwyn settled herself on her back.
Landon slid next to her and placed his hands behind his head. “Would you like to continue your exploration, or may I conduct my own?”
Hmm. What a dilemma. “What would you prefer?” Bronwyn asked.
“In this instance, I have no preference and will defer to your wishes.” Landon rolled on to his side and stared, waiting for her decision.
“May I touch you if you are the one conducting the expedition?”
“Certainly.”
“Then I wish for you to lead.”
Landon’s hand cupped her face. Her breath hitched as he leaned forward to run his tongue along her bottom lip. Her skin pricked as her husband’s broad hand traveled down her neck. She pressed her aching breast into the palm of his hand and then placed her own hand over his. Bronwyn squeezed, causing his fingers to pinch her nipple the way that sent sparks throughout her body. She rolled onto her side to get closer, but Landon pushed her flat on her back. Peppering kisses down her neck, over the swell of her breast, Landon removed his hand and circled her nipple with his tongue. Hedonistic and delightful shocks of pleasure ran down to her core. He obliviated her fear of the unknown and of new experiences and replaced it with yearning. Bronwyn pressed Landon’s head to her just as he had pressed himself to her earlier.
He grazed his teeth against her nipple and suckled until she writhed against the bed. Releasing her breast, he moved on to the other, repeating his torturous movements.
Bronwyn silently called out his name, but only moans of pleasure escaped her throat.
Landon shifted closer. “Spread your legs.” Settling himself between her thighs, he loomed over her and whispered in her ear. “I’ve waited four long days. Wanting to bury myself deep inside you.” His declaration disproved her brother's claims she’d never attract a man with her boyish interests and behavior.
On a ragged breath, Landon said, “I prefer to linger. But tonight, I can’t wait.” He trailed kisses along her jaw. “I promise next time…” He grabbed his member and guided it over her neither lips, before gently pushing at her entrance. “Later, we can both explore.”
She wiggled, unsure if she wanted more of him or to squirm away. When he stilled, she did too. His features were strained.
“Is something the matter?” Bronwyn asked.
He let his head fall to her shoulder. “I don’t want to hurt you. I can’t.”
She had heard whispers that some women found marital relations painful or unpleasant, but every one of Landon’s touches brought her pleasure. “I’ve not experienced any discomfort.”
Landon moved to roll onto his back.
The loss of pressure between her legs made her ache with an intensity that bordered on pain.
She grabbed his hand and placed it against her core. “I need you…”
His fingers curled and entered her, relieving some of her need, but it wasn’t enough.
She moved to straddle him. Hovering above his shaft, uncertain of exactly how to proceed, she said, “I want you inside of me, not your fingers.”
He grabbed his member and like before, he rubbed it against her as she slowly pressed down, lowering herself inch by inch. His thumb circled the sensitive nub that sent heated waves of excitement through her. She was nearly fully seated upon him when a sharp sting made her flinch and close her eyes. Her legs collapsed, causing her to sink all the way to his base.
His groan opened her eyes. “Was that the pain you wished not to cause me?”
“Aye.” He shifted, and the movement sent pleasure shooting up her spine. Oddly, her nipples became sensitive.
Her breasts ached. She reached for his hands, guiding them over her sides and up to cup the sensitive globes. Landon kneaded the tender flesh. The urge to move was impossible to ignore. Her husband’s small movements urged her to rock back and forth. Uncertain how to alleviate the mounting need within her, she set a tentative pace. Landon lowered his hand to her hips, and Bronwyn increased the pace of her actions. His fingers dug into her backside as he assisted her in raising slightly. Bronwyn sank back down and circled her hips. His hands roamed back up to her breasts. Bronwyn rose and lowered herself, slowly at first and then faster and with more vigor as Landon’s groans became more profound and louder. Proud she was able to please her husband, Bronwyn increased her efforts.
Landon pinched her nipples hard, and an upsurge of pleasure rolled through her, sending her over the crest of the wave. She collapsed against her husband’s chest as he continued to pump himself into her over and over. His fingers bit into her hips, he let out one long moan, and then he slowed his movements.
