His fingers dug into her hips as he pushed deeper, his teeth grazing her earlobe causing a shiver to run through her body. He growled low, his breath hot against her collarbone. She bit her lip, trying to hold back a cry of pleasure, feeling his muscles stiffen beneath her fingertips. "Does it hurt?" he whispered.
"A little," Amelia breathed heavily.
"Tell me if you need me to stop.”
"I won't," she replied, her eyes meeting his with a fierce determination. "I want all of you, Gideon."
Amelia let out a sudden gasp when he acceded and pushed deeper, her back arching involuntarily. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, their skin slippery with sweat and desire. The sound of fabric tearing filled the air as their tangled limbs made quick work of the delicate lace of her gown.She could feel his hand gently brushing the side of her exposed breast now, teasing a nipple with his thumb.
He leaned forward, capturing one of her rosy nipples between his lips, swirling his tongue around it before sucking gently. Amelia gasped, her fingers tangling in his dark hair, urging him on. The sensation of his mouth on her sensitive flesh was intoxicating. As he lavished attention on her other breast, Amelia increased the pace of her hips, grinding against him more forcefully.
“God, Gideon…” she moaned, “I need you so…”
The intensity of her desire seemed to ignite something within Gideon, and his hazel eyes darkened with lust. With one powerful arm wrapped around her waist, he began to match her fervor, rocking into her with more passion and ferocity than before.
"Is this what you want, darling?" he asked, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered the words.
"Yes, Gideon, yes!" she cried out, overcome with the sensation of him filling her so completely. Her body grew slick with perspiration and desire, making their movements even more fluid. She could feel the pressure building inside her, a crescendo of ecstasy that threatened to consume her entirely.
Her head tilted back, exposing her neck to him, an invitation Gideon took without hesitation. His lips traced a path down to her collarbone, then to the delicate skin of her neck, his teethgrazing lightly behind her ear. She cried out softly, her fingers digging into his shoulders, nails leaving marks behind. "Don't stop," she pleaded breathlessly. "Never stop."
“I can show you other ways to bring you pleasure… if you’d like,” he murmured hotly against her throat.
"Yes, please," she breathed, her eyes pleading with him to continue.
Gideon carefully guided Amelia to lean on the armrest of the chaise, her knees sinking into the soft cushion as she kneeled over, her head resting against the plush fabric. The new position left her feeling exposed and vulnerable, but also achingly excited for what was to come.
Gideon didn't hesitate as he positioned himself behind her, entering her once more with a slow, deliberate motion, that preceded a loud moan from her lips. The angle was different than before, deeper and more intense, sparking a fresh wave of pleasure that threatened to overpower her soul.
"Ah, Gideon!" Amelia gasped as he began to move within her, each thrust driving her closer to the edge of reason.
"God, you’re so beautiful like this," Gideon murmured, his voice strained with his own mounting passion. His hands gripped her waist tightly, anchoring her to him as he increased the pace of his movements.
Amelia’s body arched off the chaise, meeting him stroke for stroke, her fingers twisting into his dark hair as his heavy breaths tingled her skin. He placed soft kisses down her neck, nibbling at her earlobe, teasing the sensitive skin before drawing it gently between his teeth. An arm encircled her body once more as it went possessively against her breasts, pressing her back against his chest. Then, Gideon’s free hand drifted down to her wetness, rubbing at her sensitive pearl as he continued his rocking.
Her back arched again, and she cried out as she felt him hit something inside her once more. His name spilled from her lips in a hot rush of air, a plea for release. He answered by picking up the pace, his hips thrusting harder, faster, deeper. Their bodies were animated in a feverish dance.
"I need you… so bad," she begged, her voice barely audible amid the sounds of their frantic coupling. She could feel a storm of ecstasy threatening to shatter her into a thousand pieces.
The tension built within her, coiling tighter and tighter… until it finally snapped, releasing her in waves of ecstasy that rocked her very core. She cried out his name, her body trembling under his as she came, her inner walls clenching around him. A sensation unlike anything she'd ever felt before, and she couldn't help but whimper in pure bliss.
His groans grew husky as he found his own release, his hips jerking against hers, body shuddering with the force of his climax. Breathing heavily, Gideon looked down at her flushed face, his eyes burning with lust and desire. Amelia thought shemight have died and gone to heaven in the seconds that ensued afterward but when she came back to earth, she found him gazing at her in awe.
“What is it?” she whispered breathlessly.
Gideon simply gave a languid shake of the head, falling onto the chaise beside her. His hooded eyes were satiated and tired. “I am simply admiring you.”
A warm flush spread across Amelia's cheeks as she evaded his intense gaze. He chuckled as she twisted a little so that her forehead was resting against his chest. Without a word, Gideon slid his arm around her possessively, seizing her waist. In one smooth motion, he laid back against the side rest of the chaise and pulled her onto his chest, propping both their legs up on the other end.
Amelia began to say something but, as if he sensed it, he said, “Hush, darling. Let’s rest. You’ve tired me out and I wish to nap.”
“I had imagined you would have more endurance,” she teased, settling into the crook of his arms. Beneath her ear, his heartbeat thrummed hypnotically.
“I am saving my energy for the entire night ahead of us. Yourpunishmentstill awaits,” he murmured.
All of a sudden, it was difficult to breathe properly again. Gently, Amelia shifted her face to look up at him, only to find his eyesclosed, his breaths steady in slumber. He’d fallen asleep within seconds.
And she could only lay there, snug in his embrace, wrestling with the thought that perhaps her plan of marriage and annulment had been made in grave error.
