With her every uttering of his name, he pumped his fingers faster while drawing the nubbin of her sex deeper into his mouth.
Her throaty moan turned into a roar as she bucked into his touch and clutched his head harder. He kept her there until her spasms no longer clenched his fingers, then he lifted his head and slid her chemise upward even more.
Gasping for breath, she sat up and whipped it off over her head, then caught hold of him and pulled him in for a kiss, making him stretch across her. He cupped her breast, teasing her hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger, but he growled in surprise when she pushed him as if demanding he stop.
“Why are you still dressed?” she demanded.
“A fair question.” He tore off his shirt, unbuttoned his falls, and kicked off his boots and trousers.
Her eyes widened. “Oh dear. I do not see how this is going to work at all.”
“Trust me, my love.” Cupping her breasts as he stretched over her, he kissed them each in turn, reveling in their perfection as he knelt between her legs. “I have wanted this so very badly.”
“I too,” she whispered, while cradling his face between her hands. “But I was so afraid to risk it.”
He gazed down at her, drowning in the stormy blue depths of her worried gaze. “You own me, my little wren. Heart and soul, you possess me with a fury I was a fool to deny for so long. Please forgive me.”
“As long as you always remember that you possess me as well.”
“I will, my love. I swear it.”
She ran her hands down his sides and hugged him between her thighs. “I love the way you feel, the way you make me feel, and I am ready for you to show me the rest.”
He lowered his head and kissed her with a slow, determined patience that took all his control. Then he nibbled along her jawline and lower, teasing the tip of his tongue along her collarbone as he stroked her nipple with his thumb. As he took it into his mouth and sucked it harder, he slid his hand downward and cupped her buttock, barely grazing his fingertips across her wetness.
She arched upward, cradling his head to her breast and wrapping her legs around him and squeezing.
Unable to wait any longer, he entered her slowly, waiting to bury himself fully to allow her incredible tightness to accommodate him. “Gads, Fortuity, you are exquisite.”
“This is so—” She lifted her head and glanced down between them. “Oh my.”
He gave her a reassuring kiss and nudged in deeper until the barrier of her maidenhead stopped him.
She bucked upward, then flinched and raked her fingernails down his back and dug them into the cheeks of his buttocks. “More, my husband. Make mefeeland return me to the bliss of before.”
With more control than he ever dreamed he possessed, he claimed her fully, then slid back out and plunged in again.
She moved beneath him, meeting him with every thrust and making those wonderful sounds she had made before. “Oh, Matthew, this is…”
“Yes, my love.” He kissed her shoulder, then buried his face in the curve of her neck and pumped harder. The time for conversation had passed.
She squealed and raked her nails down his sides while shuddering wildly.
He drove into her harder. A growling roar tore from his throat as he pounded faster. “Fortuity!” As he bellowed her name, he spilled his seed, pouring into her with such force andfervor that it left him trembling. He collapsed but caught himself on his elbows to keep from crushing her as he gasped for breath.
“Why did we wait so long to do this?” she asked with a breathless laugh.
He would not ruin the moment by reminding her of her stubbornness or her fears. Instead, he kissed her before rising and looking into her eyes. “I have no idea, my love. But I can assure you that we shall not deny ourselves of this pleasure any longer.” A moment of determined clarity made its way through the warm sensations thrumming through him with the steady rhythm of a heartbeat. “You shall sleep inmybed from now on. Agreed?”
She gave him a wicked grin. “Then what shall we do with my bedchamber that adjoins yours?”
“When the time comes, it will make a proper nursery.”
“Oh, it will, will it?”
He nodded, then kissed her forehead and resettled himself more comfortably between her legs.
Her smile grew. “That is becoming quite nice again. None of my research mentioned a man’s ability to…uhm…become amorous again with such speed.” She frowned. “Is that normal, or does it mean I failed to give you enough pleasure?”
