Instead, he contented himself with sliding a finger along her center. As suspected, she was dripping with desire. The heat coming off of her core was enough that he slid a finger inside her tight passage. She was absolute in every way as he began to tease her with a rhythm that mimicked lovemaking. He couldn’t wait until his cock was deep inside of her, soaked by her juices and milking a powerful release out of him.
He imagined the moment of his climax and his movements quickened. He thrust against her from behind while gently biting at her tender skin and teasing her quim.
She started to move her hips against his hand, and her head fell back against his shoulder. It was a symbol of divine passion, but most of all, complete surrender.
“Come for me, Leah,” he whispered harshly in her ear. “Do it now.”
She groaned at the demand. “Harlan…”
The sweet sound of his name on her lips as her body started to tremble was the most wondrous music he’d ever heard. A rush of moisture coated his fingers, and he vowed that the next time she was brought to orgasm, he would greedily lick away every bit of her release.
She went lax in his arms and he carried her over to the bed. There he divested her of her stays and lifted the chemise up and over her head. Clad only in her stockings and the jewels he’d given her earlier that evening, she was perfection itself, a wondrous sight to behold, and he knew he wanted to claim her as his own just like this. It was a memory that would last him for the rest of his days.
He quickly tore off his clothes, a forgotten heap on the floor as he settled himself between her thighs. His thick cock was eager to complete their union, the tip secreting a small amount of fluid that made it glisten, but no more than her core, which was still drenched with the ecstasy she had experienced.
Before he slid into her, he had to know if this was what she truly wanted. Holding his control back with everything that he had, his forehead starting to break out in with slight perspiration, he said, “Leah, I have to know—”
In reply, she reached out and grasped his hips and dug her nails into his flesh. He gasped at the way his cock jerked in reaction, his sack beneath tightening in anticipation.
The tenuous thread snapped and he positioned himself at her center and pushed forward.
Leah wasn’tsure what to expect for her first time, but so far it had been fantastic. It was the only thing she could think of to explain such a wondrous sensation. Her body still hummed in the aftermath, pinging in all the right places.
But it wasn’t until Harlan entered her body, a slightly stinging, burning intrusion that had her holding her breath for another reason entirely that she wondered if this had been a good idea after all. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on relaxing her body, to will the pleasure from earlier to wash back over her, but the discomfort was making it difficult to do so. She decided this part of lovemaking wasn’t that enjoyable, although she had heard from more than one woman that it did, indeed, improve with time.
Leah had been hoping that she would have a good memory to reflect back on her time with Harlan, but while he had offered her something truly amazing just moments ago, she realized she hadn’t been prepared for this invasion.
“Leah?”
She heard the note of concern in his voice and she opened her eyes to see him looking down at her. It was the expression of worry in his hazel eyes that caused her to open herself up to him fully. She reached up and wound her arms about his neck, bringing him down to her for a kiss that was full of passion and splendor and everything she’d felt earlier. It was gratifying to feel her body start to respond as it had before, and slowly, any lingering discomfort started to fade into something quite pleasant, indeed.
She lifted her hips and gasped when his cock slid a bit deeper inside of her. When he moved back and pressed forward again, she decided that this was becoming rather… nice. The friction of their joined bodies was all it took for her to start eagerly meeting his every movement.
He cupped her breasts and toyed with her taut nipples, and she moaned his name. Their combined breaths were harsh and labored, a slick sheen of perspiration coating their bodies. Leah kept her focus on Harlan, watching as the corded muscles bunched in his upper arms and shoulders. The veins in his neck were prominent, winding around the enticing column of his throat. She brushed a hand through his hair, feeling the faint line of his wound, although it merely added to his air of danger and intrigue.
As his movements became more relentless, powerful in their intensity, Leah was lost to the sensations. She had no doubt she would be sore in the morning, but right now, it was heavenly. Sparks shot throughout her core and filled her with pure light that coiled and spun around, bursting with flame until it exploded and waves of pleasure coursed through her body. She arched her back as time suspended—lost to the universe.
She was still floating among the heavens when Harlan gave a hoarse shout and withdrew from her body and pulsing jets of his hot release poured out onto the bed.
Harlan wrapped his arms around Leah’s midsection and she clutched his head to her breasts as they basked in this enchanted moment. His hair was damp and she worried about the stitches, but he didn’t seem to mind as his breathing slowly started to deepen and even out. This moment just seemed so… natural.
When he lifted his head and looked at her, he offered her a smile that caused renewed flutters to set off in her midsection. “You are perfection,” he uttered, and with the way he said it, she felt as though it was the truth.
Lifting the corners of her lips, she said, “Is it always like this?”
“No.” Warmth flowed over her when he didn’t hesitate over his answer. “This is new territory for me as well.” He kissed the tip of her nose and moved to the side.
She almost reached out for him, to bring him back to her, but she didn’t want to appear too needy. As he slipped on his trousers, he said, “I’ll prepare a bath for you. The warm water will help to ease some of the discomfort.”
As he left the room, Leah was grateful for his consideration on her behalf. As she moved, she realized that she was feeling a slight twinge where they had joined. While it was a slightly odd feeling, it made her feel rather… complete.
She grabbed her chemise and slipped it on. Now that their passions had cooled for the moment, she was feeling a bit vulnerable in her nakedness. She had never let anyone see her thus, and yet, again it just seemed… right that Harlan might share her body with her.
A short time later, he came into the bedchamber and held out his hand to her. “My lady, your tub awaits.”
It was a small cottage without some of the more modern conveniences, such as shower baths or the popularity of indoor plumbing that belonged to a select few who maintained the wealth to install it into their homes. Leah had yet to enjoy the pleasure of these luxuries, but when she entered the kitchen and stripped off her chemise and slipped into the warm water of the copper tub situated in front of the fire, she sighed with relief. Sometimes there was nothing so grand as to be enveloped in watery comfort.
Rather than leaving her, Leah watched as Harlan gathered the soap and washed her hair himself. It was wonderful to feel his hands gently massaging her scalp. He lifted a pitcher that was sitting nearby. He set it into water, and then let it flow smoothly over the strands of her hair.
