Page 122 of The Duke's Indecent Match
He said the words teasingly, and—as intended—they made his wife laugh again, lightening her mood.
The carriage rolled to a halt in front of their house.
Getting out, Nathanial turned to help his wife.A sudden thought gripped him as she stepped onto the first stair down from the carriage, and rather than helping her all the way to the ground, he reached out and lifted her into his arms.Kalina gave a little shriek of surprise as she found herself being carried rather than stepping down.Her arms clung around his neck, helping to secure her against him.
“What are you doing?”
“We did not have a proper homecoming as newlyweds,” he replied, giving the coachman a nod as he turned away and began to walk up to the front door of the house with her in his arms.“So, we are doing it now.I am carrying you over the threshold.”
“Oh.”Her voice was soft.Wondering.
Nathanial grinned.He felt… giddy.That was the word for it.
The expression on Stalling’s face when the butler opened the door for them was even more entertaining.The very proper man seemed confused and a touch worried.
“Is the duchess hurt?”he asked anxiously, watching Nathanial coming through the doorway.
“No, Stalling, she is unharmed.We are in for the night now.”Nathanial strode past him, making for the stairs.
“He looks utterly flummoxed,” Kalina whispered, laughing softly.
Nathanial did not particularly care about what Stalling thought right now.He whisked Kalina down the hall to his bedroom.Their bedroom.Because they no longer spent their nights apart.Which also likely scandalized Stalling, not that he would ever be so gauche as to express an opinion on the matter.
Right now, all Nathanial wanted was to get his wife alone.
Kicking the bedroom door shut behind him was extremely satisfying.Letting her legs drop, he held her close against him, so he could bend down and claim her lips in a searing kiss.With her arms still wound about his neck, she met his passion with her own, their tongues stroking together as his hands began to travel over her body.
Clothing dropped to the floor, piece by piece, some with a bit more difficulty than others.Nathanial moved his hands and mouth over her silken skin as more and more of her body was revealed to him until he could finally tip her back onto the bed and kneel on the floor beside it.Grasping her by the hips, he pulled her body toward him so her legs were draped over his shoulders, giving his mouth and tongue full access to the sweetness of her pussy.
“Nathanial!”She shuddered, her fingers sliding into his hair as his tongue slid through the center of her folds, tasting the honeyed sweetness of her arousal.Sliding his hands up her body and over her breasts, Nathanial pressed on with his task, licking and sucking as he massaged the soft mounds filling his palms.His fingers closed around the taut buds of her nipples, pinching them, while he feasted between her thighs.
With half her body draped over him, there was nothing she could do but writhe as he played with her to his heart’s content, teasing her, tormenting her with growing pleasure but denying her the climax her body ached for.
He was denying himself as well.
His cock ached, bobbing in front of him, eager to bury itself inside her.
“Please, Nathanial…” Her fingers flexed in his hair, tugging hard enough that it sent a shudder down his spine.Her words were gasped out between panting breaths, her back arching as she thrust her breasts up against his palms.“Please… I need you.”
One last, long lick up her center, where he lingered on the little bud of pleasure at the top, then Nathanial gave her what she needed.
Rising to his feet, her ankles pressed against his shoulders, he lined his cock up with her body.The wet heat slid over his tip, and he groaned, her cry ringing in his ears, as he thrust in hard.Burying himself inside her, he leaned forward, and her legs slid against his body until he could turn his head and kiss one of the slender ankles his hand was now wrapped around.
Kalina could not quite reach him in this position, other than to brush her fingertips over his chest, and her arms fell down to either side of her head, framing her beautiful face and the river of her long black hair.She was a goddess.His goddess.
“I love you,” he told her.
Her eyes widened in shock as he retreated, his cock sliding inside her, then thrusting home again.
“I love you.”
Kalina
Tears sparked in Kalina’s eyes as her husband buried himself inside her with the words she most longed to hear.The warmth building in her core, the heated passion, surged within her as his body rocked against hers, his hands sliding down her legs and back to her breasts.
“I love you,” she whispered back.His hands closed over her breasts as she shuddered as her back arched, his hips moving as he thrust into her again.Her returned confession seemed to have set off a spark within him, and he began to move faster, harder.
Kalina cried out as the pent-up passion he’d tormented her with bubbled over, her climax exploding through her as he filled her over and over again.The pleasure spiraled wildly out of control as he kept going, driving her higher and higher, the waves of ecstasy wrecking her senses.
