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Vivian could not pull her eyes away from his arousal. It was as she’d often heard said, the male species had an appendage to use to mount the female species.

As much as she’d tried to picture what they had, she’d not dreamed of what she saw now.

Her hand itched to touch and feel it.

“May I touch you?” Her voice sounded hoarse as her mouth had turned dry.

Alexander nodded and walked closer.

Meeting his gaze, she felt her cheeks warm. “Will it hurt if I press on it?”

“It is like any other part of my body. A bit sensitive right now as I am aroused.”

At first, she was tentative, sliding two fingers from the base to the tip. Alexander watched her with curiosity but said nothing.

When Vivian wrapped her hand around it, his sharp intake of breath made her draw her hand away. “I am sorry.”

“It did not hurt,” he said in a strained voice. “It excites me when you do that.”

“Oh,” Vivian replied, studying him and then his staff. “It is soft to the touch and yet hard.”

Alexander lowered to the bed, and she was disappointed as she’d hope to explore his sex more.

When he pulled her closer, his mouth taking hers, Vivian forgot about the curiosity that was soon replaced with ardor.

“Breathe,” Alexander instructed between kisses when his fingers slid down the center of her legs. Each touch made her jump at the unusual sensations.

“Relax. Close your eyes,” he told her next when she pushed his hand away. “Enjoy it, Vivian.”

Forcing herself to do as he said, Vivian let out a breath and waited. The warmth of his kisses felt wonderful as he trailed his mouth down from her neck to take first one breast tip into his mouth, then the other.

When she began to wiggle as heat pooled between her legs, Alexander once again touched her. This time his fingers circled her core, each caress spreading heat down her legs.

Vivian gasped and her breathing became jagged whenever the sensations threatened to overtake and send her reeling.

Finally, when she could not stand it any longer, he came over her. She searched his face for answers as to what he’d do next, but he looked down between them.

Taking himself in hand, Alexander guided his staff to her entrance.

She tensed, waiting for him to impale her, but instead, he did what he’d done with his fingers and slid it up and down her sex. The sensation was absolutely wonderful, and soon, Vivian was lost.

A sharp pain cut through her excitement, and she cried out.

“What did you do?” she said, pushing at his shoulders. “It hurt.”

“Shh.” Alexander kissed her face. “It will lessen, I promise.”

It did. He began to move, immediately sending all thoughts of pain away.

Lovemaking was like nothing Vivian could have ever conjured up on her own. If his kisses had made her knees weak, his caresses sent her to swoon, and this, the joining, made her fly.

Vivian begged him not to stop moving as it was so utterly wonderful. Indescribable sensations that she would never be able to explain assaulted her, one after another.

Through the haze of movements, touching and kissing, Alexander’s masculine grunts permeated, making it even more enjoyable.

Suddenly there was a change, and her body became uncontrollable. Vivian fought to keep herself from it, but then it was as if she were a crystal that broke into millions of pieces.

Languid and unable to move, Vivian was sprawled over her husband. She’d demanded the repeat lovemaking again, and now it was almost dawn.