Page 46 of An Innocent Maid for the Duke
She froze for a second, then lifted her head to see what he was about. He pressed a kiss to her stomach, swirled his tongue in her navel and she sank back against the pillows, parting her thighs wider in an invitation he had no hope of refusing.
Not if he wasn’t to disgrace himself entirely this first time.
And there would be many other times when he could take it more slowly, no matter what she thought.
He rose up on one hand, took her hand and guided it to his shaft. ‘Tell me where you want me, sweetheart.’ Let there be no mistake about who was in charge. He had been robbed of what he had thought were his choices; he would take none from anyone else.
Her small hand closed around him.
He watched the delight in her face with puzzlement, for not only was she delighted, she was also surprised. And curious. She rose up on one elbow to look at him, rapping him on his nose in the process. He ignored his pain and watering eyes, because he was entranced by her look of wonder.
‘I’m supposed to do that, too?’ she asked, letting go of his shaft and cupping him, exploring the texture. Hadn’t she ever been given the chance to feel her partners?
He swallowed at the pleasurable sensations rippling up through his body as she caressed him, her gaze focused on what her hand was doing.
‘Only if you wish,’ he said, hoping she did with a longing that caught him off guard. As if the memory would be something to treasure for years to come.
Grasping him again, she frowned in concentration and guided him in the right direction. He nudged forward into her folds and, as he slid forward another fraction, she made a small sound, a cross between a sigh and a squeak of fear.
He froze.
She reclined back on to the pillow. ‘More,’ she demanded.
He gritted his teeth against the urge to drive into her and eased forward another fraction, into the heat and the wet. It snugged around him, so hot, so tight, it was so unbearably delicious his head spun with pleasure. His hips jerked a little more than he’d intended and she gasped.
Pain?
He lifted his gaze. She was biting her bottom lip. Her eyes were squeezed tight shut.
‘Did I hurt you?’
He wasn’t a small man, but he had never encountered a woman so small and tight and—‘Rose!’ He wanted to curse.
She flexed her hips experimentally. ‘My. That is nice. I think I am getting the hang of it.’
Well, damn it all, not for one moment had he expected this. To be her first. ‘Rose, we shouldn’t—’
She wrapped her legs around his thighs, effectively holding him in place. He shouldn’t. He really should not.
‘You cannot stop now,’ she said, flexing again.
Even if he wanted to, with her holding him fast, he could not. And he really did not want to.
Slowly, gently, he eased deeper into her body, too slowly for her it seemed at times, but he refused to let her hurry him, he was not going to cause her pain. To distract her, he kissed the lovely mouth that would urge him to go faster. He teased her breasts to keep her focused elsewhere. Finally he was seated fully. Only then did he rise up to look into her face.
What he saw in her expression almost undid him. The haze of desire, the pleasure, the sensuality of her smile—all were so much more than he could ever deserve.
He started rocking against her and she quickly picked up the rhythm, lifting her legs up around his waist to bring him closer and harder against her, and there was no longer any hope of doing anything but taking her into bliss. To do anything else would be a crime.
He suckled at her breast while she met him stroke for stroke and he heard by her cries and soft moans that she was so close, yet she did not know what her body sought.
He reached between them, sought out the place he’d found on his earlier exploration and circled it with his thumb. She writhed against his hand with a sound a protest.
‘Let it go, my sweet,’ he crooned. ‘Let it happen.’
A second later she fell apart.
He held off long enough for her to spasm tightly around him, to draw on him and then somehow his brain managed to wrest back a measure of control. He withdrew and spilled on her belly.
