Her gaze lowered. “I really don’t think we will fit.”
At the slight shake of her voice, he gritted his teeth. He imagined her elderly husband had been smaller than himself and probably made no effort to please her. He’d seen it before at a couple of gentlemen-only events in the country. Somehow, he had to allay her fears, but he was at a loss. No matter how much he promised to be careful, she wouldn’t understand. “I know I seem large, but you are very soft and will adjust to me, I promise.” Even to his own ears he sounded unconvincing.
Suddenly, her eyes lit. “Could we perhaps not take the missionary position, but the rider position? I’m quite good at riding.” She even gave him a sly smile.
Shocked at her knowledge, he didn’t say anything, but as her suggestion registered his body reacted even before he recognized the sense of it. She could control her movements, which would ease her fears.
And he would lose his erection the moment he breached her entrance. Then the questions would start and he would explain, and she would finally understand why they couldn’t wed.
Though he acted in an honorable fashion, now having her here with him, on a bed, made it so much harder to give her up.
“Marcus? Did you hear me?”
Her hand on his chest pulled him from his reverie. He placed his hand over hers. “I did. I am willing, but I must insist on two promises.”
“What may they be?” She smiled softly, obviously pleased that she would have her way.
“First, you must promise to tell me how you learned of the rider position.”
She wiggled her brows. “I suppose I could share that with you, if you promise to never tell anyone.”
“Agreed.” He laid his hand on her bare shoulder. “And the second promise I must have is that you allow me the pleasure of taking your shift and not returning it until I deem it appropriate.”
Her eyes rounded and her hand left his chest to secure the shift against her. “Is that truly necessary?”
He nodded as he held his hand out.
“I suppose that is only fitting since you are without clothes.” Still, she held the material. Her tongue came out to lick her lips, causing a tightening deep in his sac. Finally, she looked down at the material and with both hands threw it at him.
He wasn’t sure if she’d meant to cover his face, but when he pulled the shift from his head, he saw the roundness of her buttocks before she dove beneath the quilt.
Grinning, he set the shift on top of the bureau before returning to the bed. Her strategy might have worked if she had wanted the missionary position, but in the rider position, he would have her in full view.
She lay beneath the quilt, smiling innocently, her hands above the covering folded across her torso as if she could stay beneath it.
He so enjoyed the various facets of her person, but in a battle of cleverness, she would never win. He stepped next to the bed and casually lay his hand upon the quilt. “Are you quite ready to assume the position you asked for?”
She cocked her head and raised her brows. “You must lie down first.”
If he’d thought her ignorant of the position she requested, her answer negated that. His erection jumped.
She gasped, her gaze flying to his shaft and in that moment, he grabbed the quilt and whipped it from the bed.
“Oh, you do not play fair.” Though she complained, there was humor in her voice as she flipped over, showing her pretty arse.
He threw himself onto the bed, to land beside her on his back. “I am ready.”
She pulled herself onto her elbows, her brow knitting.
He laughed, unable to help himself. She obviously had just realized she would be in full view. “Your ride awaits, my lady.”
Though her eyes widened, a seductive smile formed upon her lips. “So it does.” As if she had not a care that she was naked, she rose to her knees next to him and stared.
Bloody hell, she learned fast. He felt harder than a mounting block and barely kept from dragging her across him. But his instinct kept him in control.
When her hand reached across to stroke him, he thought he would release in her hand, but the moment his control started to slip, she stopped.
“Let me know if I’m doing this right.” She lifted herself to straddle his legs just below his erection.
