“Christ, Georgie. Don’t give me ideas.” He reached for his falls, brushing her fingers with his. “Let me help,” he said, his voice ragged. His fingers made quick work of the buttons, and his erection popped free. She tentatively traced her fingers up his length, stuck at the softness of his skin but how hard he felt beneath her touch.
He hissed.
Georgiana glanced up, afraid she had hurt him, but couldn’t speak because his mouth landed on hers. The panic that had consumed her faded as she melted into his kiss and adjusted her hips. That same overwhelming sense of need washed over her as his hands touched her, parting her knees farther as the head of his cock pressed against her entrance.
“I don’t want to hurt you, sweet. Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she whispered over his lips. Her fingers dug into the back of his neck as he slowly pushed inside, filling her. The pressure was both pleasure and pain until, with one slow thrust, his mouth sealed over hers, and she cried out.
“Only this time, Kitten. It’ll only be this time. I swear it.”
With her heart racing in her throat, she was certain there was something to say, something to do. Except her only response was to kiss him back, urging him forward, and frustrated at his sudden stillness.
“You feel so… incredible,” he said, his voice rough.
He moved his hips slowly, withdrawing slightly before sinking back in, filling her up. She tilted her hips, welcoming him, taking him in until he was fully inside of her.
Her breathy moan was caught on another kiss.
“Quiet, Kitten.”
She pushed at his shoulders until he drew back, confused.
“Please don’t be gentle with me, Ellis. I promise I won’t break.”
“Gentle? You are the strongest person I know, love.”
She froze beneath him at the mere mention of that word. His gray-green eyes held such affection for her; she knew it then. That Ellis Linfield was a powerful man who could ruin anyone he wanted to in London, but in that moment, she had the power to break his heart. And one day, he would realize she wasn’t capable of something so cruel. But for now, this moment between them, this was as vulnerable as he could be with her.
Ellis reached for her thigh and pushed it aside. “There, now. Deeper. I want to feel all of you, Georgie.”
Georgiana arched her back as the sensation of him filling her completely, shutting her eyes at the overwhelming pleasure washing over her.
“Open your eyes. Let me see you.”
When she did, she gasped, watching him move above her, feeling him inside of her. It was… she never knew it could feel this way. “Ellis,” she panted.
He blinked, suddenly moving faster, drawing her back to the present moment. That ache was suddenly replaced with fire as he pushed to kneel and grabbed her hips. His fingers teased her, her body tightening. She clamped a hand over her mouth as his pace increased, and she felt everything within her tighten, and that warm sensation began to build.
“That’s it, Kitten. That’s my girl.”
And just as suddenly, her body shattered around him as he continued to drive into her, kissing her until her moans quieted, and she remembered, wickedly, that she was in Marjorie’s library.
“I can feel you shake around me. Damn. I’m close, Georgie,” he growled, bending back down to cover her body with his. “Where do you want me to spend?”
She blinked up at him, her cheeks burning, still chasing after her breath as she slowly understood.
“I can pull out and spend in your skirts, or you can use the handkerchief in my jacket, but if I spend inside of you, then you might carry my baby.”
She licked her lips, pressing up onto her elbows so her lips brushed against his ear. “Inside, Ellis.”
“You’re going to walk back into that ballroom, with me dripping between your thighs, and we’ll both know you belong to me.”
“Yes,” she whispered.
He gently urged her back, kissing her cheek, her mouth, her neck until she felt him tense beneath her touch, and he groaned into her mouth as he found his pleasure.
She gazed up at him as he slowly pulled away and raked her fingertips through his hair. The smile he flashed then was nearly as devastating as the one he flashed her on their wedding day as he repeated his vows back to her. So sincere.