“Sebastian.”
“Yes, darling? I rather like it when you say my name with your pretty lips on my cock.” As though to prove his point, it twitched enthusiastically.
“You arecrude.”
“Who can a man be crude with—except for his wife?”
As punishment, she brought her mouth back down on him, sinking quickly and ushering him to the very edge. Just as his gloriously rigid abdomen tightened and a groan built in the back of his mouth, she slowed, then let him pop free. This time, his groan was in frustration.
“How do you like it now,husband?” she asked sweetly.
He choked a laugh, and she returned to her ministrations, stopping every time she feared he grew too close to the edge. Once, when she dared push too far, he pulled at her hair, tugging her head free. By his drawn-out, languid breaths, she had the distinct impression that he was attempting to control himself.
And, eventually, he did.
She teased him until her own impatience caught up with her. Every time he shifted or groaned, it ignited another wave of pleasure in herself, and finally, there came a time when her desire to punish him no longer outweighed her desire to have him inside her.
As he lay with his back on the bed, panting for breath, she rose and urged him further on the bed. Then she straddled his hips, leaning over to kiss him.
“Let me—” he started.
“Not tonight. Tonight is about me.” She reached between them and took hold of his erection, pressing it against herself. The jolt of pleasure was so intense, she hissed a breath, and he groaned all over again.
“Aurelia,sweet hell,you’re so wet.”
Slowly, she rubbed his head across the little nub of pleasure between her thighs. With every pass, the knot of tension inher lower belly grew tighter. Sebastian reached up, clasping her breasts as they hung tantalizingly above his face.
“Come for me,” he begged, needy now. “Just like this, darling. Just like this.”
Her breath whooshed from her body. As his fingers pinched her nipples, intense pleasure zinged down her body to where it gathered in a hot ball, growing tighter and tighter with every passing second. He groaned, thrusting so he slid against her. The movement was so delicious, she made no objection when he did it again, and again, urging her closer and closer to that peak.
Really, it wouldn’t take long. Teasing him had riled her up enough that only a handful of touches would be likely to tip her over the edge.
Just one more…
And she utterly shattered. Pleasure crashed over her in a wave, and she convulsed above him, the arm braced against the bed threatening to buckle. Sebastian held her, and she felt safe in his arms. Even after the way he had run out on her before, she feltsafewith him.
What a ridiculous thing.
What amarvelousthing…
As she came back to earth, Sebastian shifted, adjusting his hips until his erection sat at her entrance. With one thrust, he was inside her. He let out an unintelligible sound, and she felt reborn. Whole with him finally filling her. Her arm immediately gave way, and she lay across him. He brought her face to his, kissing her as he thrust inside her again. Again.
“Aurelia.” He pushed her hair back from her face. “Can I come? I can’t—” He took a second to gather his breath. “I don’t think I can last much longer.”
Well, what else could she expect when she had teased him so thoroughly? And she had already had her satisfaction. If she wanted her fill of him in this way, she could do so again later.
“All right,” she whispered, closing her arms around his head. “Then you may.”
His hands moved to her hips, holding her in place as he thrust one last time, then groaned as he emptied himself in her. For a long moment, they were still. She listened to the pounding beat of his heart.
Then she slid off him, and he cleaned them both up. After, she curled in his arms and he held her against his chest. The worry from the day evaporated, and she sighed as her muscles finally relaxed.
“We have a manor full of villagers downstairs,” she murmured.
“So we do. Are you angry I brought them back?”
“No, not at all. Proud of you. It was the right thing to do. What else is there when we have so much and they so little? And when the storm took what little they had…” She trailed a finger through his chest hair. “Was it very bad?”
