Page 64 of A Whisper of Desire
She gave him a puzzled look when further in the book the same position looked as if it was male and female. “Do men do this with women too?”
“I never have, but I have heard men find the anal passage very stimulating, and it is supposedly quite pleasant for women too.”
She contemplated the idea. She reached for his hand, linking her fingers with his. “I am happy to explore anything with you. I trust you to stop if I don’t like it, or I will stop if you don’t like it. Is that a pact?”
He nodded at the book she held in her hand. “I have as much to learn as you. I wasn’t very adventurous with my previous liaisons. I was too scared to experience anything that might lead me toward my father’s behavior.”
“I haven’t had any previous liaisons, so I suppose we will have to experiment together,” she added huskily.
“I’d like that.”
On a beaming smile, she crawled into his lap where he sat propped against the headboard.
Happy in each other’s company, they snuggled, chatting about what they wanted from their life together, how many children, where they would live most of the year, et cetera. The book lay forgotten beside them, but Maitland looked forward to indulging, practicing, and nurturing his desires with her for the rest of their lives. He couldn’t think of anything more he wanted to do.
He felt confident in himself and relieved that just because he desired his wife and wanted to explore sexually, he would not turn into a raving pervert.
She must have seen a certain look in his eyes, for Marisa moved to straddle his lap, her arms snaking round his neck. “This is another position in the book,” she purred, as she rubbed herself up and down his more-than-ready erection.
“I think I’m going to like this position even more than the last.”
“Why is that?” she asked.
“Because I get to look at your beautiful face while I pleasure you.” He took one nipple between his thumb and finger and gently squeezed. She squirmed in delight.
“We should try this position before I get too big and round with child.” She looked at him with such longing. “You married me for an heir, did you not?”
Her words were tinged with accusation, and they hurt. He didn’t know why they caused him unease, for he’d made it clear from the first day of marriage that he wanted to marry to obtain an heir. He quickly hugged her to him. “It might have started that way, but you must know now that you mean more to me than a way to ensure I have children. Of course I need children, but you will always come first.”
She let out a shaky laugh and patted her stomach. “I could be with child already.” She held up her hand. “I know it’s too early to tell, but I hope I can give you your heart’s desire.”
Two things struck him instantly. One,shewas his heart’s desire, and he really didn’t care if she was or wasn’t with child. He wanted more time with her, just the two of them together. Second, women died during childbirth, and suddenly he understood why Grayson and Sebastian were acting overprotectively. The idea of losing Marisa made his blood run cold.
“You don’t look too happy for a man who might be getting what he so desperately wanted,” she joked.
He didn’t say anything. Maitland merely pulled her to him and clung to her as if she were a life ring thrown to a man drowning in the sea. He’d only just found her. Found a woman he could be himself with.
He couldn’t lose her now. God would not be so cruel.
She pulled back, looking at his face in concern. “I thought you’d be happy.”
“I am, it’s just…it would be nice to have you all to myself for a while. To get to know you and learn all your secrets.”
“I don’t have any secrets. What you see is all of me. I hope I’m enough.”
He stopped her words of concern with a light kiss. “More than enough.”
She smiled and pressed her lips to his in a slow, sensuous caress. Capturing his plump lower lip lightly, playfully, between her teeth, he groaned into her mouth and his erection surged against her.
“Are you sure you want more? Is it not too much in one night?”
He pressed a reassuring hand to her nape and leaned in close. “Make love to me, now.”
“I have studied the images thoroughly, so I don’t think I need any help in working out the particulars of this position,” she said, and on a cheeky grin, she rose and slid slowly down his hardened length.
He let out a low, breathy woof of appreciation, surveying her luscious breasts as they jiggled. She licked her lips, one hand stroking his chest as she gave him a smoldering smile.
He grasped her hips to anchor her to him, but she used her thighs to rise up, and then, to his absolute delight, she slid slowly back down the length of him, causing him to momentarily close his eyes. They quickly flew open when she repeated the movement.
