Instead, he sat her on the edge of the bed then pulled his shirt over his head. She nearly grabbed it to cover herself, but he tossed it away. He then undid the placket on his trousers and though she willed herself to look away, Lavinia did not because she wanted to see what she had felt having never witnessed an aroused member before.
Demetrius pushed his trousers over his hips until it sprang free, rigid before him and larger than she imagined it would be.
Demetrius placed a finger beneath her chin and forced it up until she was looking into his eyes.
“If you have changed your mind…”
For a moment she wanted to bolt, but her body ached with desire and she needed the release he had brought her before.
“I have not.”
He smiled, then dropped to his knees, pushing hers apart and then kissed her deeply.
“Lie back,” he whispered. She did as he said and then he leaned forward and kissed her stomach, before he kissed her lower as he nudged her legs further apart and before she could comprehend what was he was about, Demetrius lifted her bottom right before he kissed her there.
Alarm rushed through Lavinia and she attempted to sit.
Demetrius merely chuckled right before his tongue touched the most sensitive spot on her body and caused the most delicious sensations and all Lavinia could do was arch and moan.
As before, waves and waves of pleasure washed over her until Lavinia could not help but cry out as the release burst from her center and washed over her body.
Slowly, he let her hips rest on the bed once again and then he was over her, scooting her back just a little and then it was his member pushing at her entrance, slow at first, but she needed more. Lavinia ached deeply within and needed him there, finally understanding what it was all about.
He reached between their bodies and once again touched her center; pleasure built quickly and before she could react he brought her to climax a second time, just as he filled her.
Lavinia gasped and he stilled as he braced himself above her.
She opened her eyes and looked into his. Only then did he move again and she moaned at the entirely different type of pleasure.
He withdrew and then filled her again, slowly at first, then quicker and she tried to match his movements, meet each of his thrusts as she once again felt the pressure build when she did not think it was possible to find a release again, but she did. He stiffened above her, his own moans echoing in her ears right before he let his head drop, his breathing harsh and then finally relaxed on the bed right by her side.
Demetrius wasn’t certain that he would ever recover.
Lavinia was not only the most beautiful woman he had ever desired, but the most passionate and responsive.
He had already been in love with her before, but now it was even deeper and he dreaded when their holiday would come to an end. He would hate to let her go and was already feeling the loss.
She shivered; no doubt her skin had now cooled following the intensity of their intimacy.
He sat up and pulled the counterpane back. “You should get under the covers before you freeze to death.”
“I am not certain I can move.”
He chuckled and lay back on his side, arm over her waist, then leaned in and kissed her. “I truly hope you are not sorry.”
“No. Never.” Her smile was relaxed and then she kissed him. “Thank you.”
“No. Thank you.”
Tonight was an experience that he would never forget.
She shivered again.
“We need to get warm. I would hate to freeze to death only to have our bodies found like this.”
Her face blossomed into red and she struggled to crawl into the bed with him before he pulled the covers nearly up to their chins.
“Could you imagine the scandal?” She laughed as she turned on her side facing him.
