Instructed to be no wilting flower, she slowly raised her gown so that he could take in her shapely calves, trembling knees, and soft thighs.
Sebastian’s head followed the progression of her hem until he hovered over the apex between her legs. “I could eat you like our wedding cake,” he murmured.
Jane reached down to draw his face closer to hers. “I think you’re supposed to insert yourself now, is that right?” she asked, bravely shifting her legs apart to make room for his hips to settle.
“But I was so close to your little nest. I meant to drive you wild tonight, Jane,” he murmured against her hair.
“I’m less sure about this part,” she said, allowing her hand to trail to his waist. “Will you show me? I want to be good for you.”
Sebastian brushed his wife’s hair aside and gripped the pillow below her head. “I need to prepare you,” he said, trailing his fingers along the tops of her thighs.
“I’m ready to receive you,” said Jane, her hand shifting as she unseeingly felt for him.
Sebastian took her hand in his and brought it to the base of his cock. They both jolted; her hand instinctively drew back from his hot shaft, which jumped at the feeling of her elegant fingertips touching him so intimately for the first time.
“Are you sure?” he asked. “It might be better to go slower.”
“No, I’m ready for the next stage,” said Jane, kissing his temple to reassure him.
He laid the tip of his leaking cock where he thought her quim might be. Loathe to hurt Jane more than necessary, he pulled her nightgown up further to watch the process. Intently, he slid the straining head of his cock through her wet nether lips and groaned.
“You’re so soft, gods alive, you miracle, my lovely,” he blathered.
“I’ve been thinking of tonight all day, my lord,” she said.
“Are you saying you’ve been ready for me all day?” he asked, inserting his cock into her entrance and gently pressing the briefest way in. “I’ll be gentle, but it might hurt.”
“I could have skipped cake too,” she said, failing to meet his eyes.
He rubbed his freshly shaved cheek against hers, desperate to be closer. “I’m going to enter you fully, my love. If it hurts, it will be just this once.”
“I’m ready for you,” said Jane, remaining relaxed against the counterpane, as instructed by Mrs. Meers, despite the brief pinch as Sebastian breached her maidenhead.
“I’m inside now,” whispered Sebastian, “I’ll pause here so you can become accustomed to me.”
“Mrs. Meers said I’m to embrace you, but I’m uncertain if she means your shoulders or inside,” said Jane, wrapping her arms around her husband’s neck while tentatively contracting her channel around his immobile cock.
“Jane, how did you…” he gasped, withdrawing from her clasp and then easing back inside as she continued her attempt to embrace him in all ways. “I can’t, if you, oh—”
“This morning, I promised to worship thee with my body,” said Jane, running her hands over her husband’s neck.
“You are a priestess, my bride. I did not know you’d be so good, so good, besides being so good,” he moaned.
“Do you like it, Sebastian?” she asked, not a hint of coyness in her tone. “I understand that, if you like it very much, the result might be that you put a baby inside me.”
He gritted his teeth to hold back the urge to thrust inside his wife at full force. “I am absolutely going to put a baby in you, and if you keep being such a perfect revelation, the first attempt will happen much sooner than I intended.”
“Sooner is good,” she said, her back reflexively arching to make his cock ease deeper.
“But you haven’t experienced… I can’t let go until you come too. Oh, Jane, it’s unfair that you’re driving me to the point of paroxysm and not coming with me,” he ground out.
“Nothing would make me happier than to see you experience bliss, my love,” she said, stroking his brow.
And with that, the last ropes mooring his control broke, and he released his seed deep inside while gazing at his wife’s placid face.
Damn and blast, he thought.
Chapter 2
