to his touch, growing
slick and hot as her breathing quickened and her legs fell further
apart. When he touched her in a certain spot, parting her folds and
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circling it, she moaned out loud, the sensation intense and joyous.
Breathing in her ear, he said, “I need to taste you, my sweet.
Hold still and do not be shocked. This will be sublime. Think of
nothing but what is happening between your legs. I have never
known a woman who did not love it.”
Already panting, a fine sheen of sweat over her body, Jenna
didn’t quite understand what he meant until he removed his hand
and replaced it quickly with his mouth. He moved his body to lie
between her open thighs, gently licking where he had touched her
before.
At the first brush of his tongue her breath seemed to catch in
her chest—the world tipped sideways and she slid off into some
unknown paradise of physical bliss. He teased and probed her
folds, suckling gently until her body arched involuntarily and
stiffened. Rapturous pleasure invaded every pore, making her cry
out as she shook and trembled in unmitigated joy.
It was savage erotic sin, she decided when he finally withdrew
and she lay in sated weakness, to feel such utter wild happiness in
such a scandalous kiss. No wonder his lordship had a reputation for
seduction. It was well deserved.
And she was utterly glad he was the chosen one.
* * * *
Jonathan stripped out of his breeches, smiling despite his
throbbing and insistent cock reminding him that the woman they
both desired lay with her legs still open, her beautiful body covered
with a gleam of fine perspiration from her first orgasm. Fighting
the request for instant penetration and release from the sexual
tension of the past days, he tossed aside his trousers, staring down
at her. The apex of her legs was golden and gleaming with the
fluids of her sexual release. Jenna had been very aware of him as a
man all along. He’d known that from the beginning. Not
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experienced enough to be completely coy, she had been unaware
of the way she looked at him, laced though it was with uncertainty
and virginal innocence.
Innocence due to be lost at this very moment. Moving over her,
he pushed her legs a little farther apart with his knees, taking his
penis in one hand and finding her vaginal entrance with the
swollen tip. She was very wet from her climax, unresisting even
though her eyes came open as she felt him poised there. Her pink
mouth parted and her eyes were very wide. Testing the tight
opening with a slight push, he said, “You are as ready as any
woman can be for this moment. Don’t tense up on me, but instead
keep your knees apart as wide as you can.” Leaning down, he
kissed her lightly, savoring her soft lips, and began to enter her.
She was tight, but hot, and so soft he closed his eyes in sheer
carnal bliss. Not rushing even though his body was clambering for
him to simply pump inside her and find relief, he invaded her
passage inch by slow inch, pausing to kiss her again, braced above
her, watching her expression for a signal that he was hurting her.
She did stiffen when he reached the barrier he had to breach to
proceed and found himself checked, but he chided, “It will be over
at once, relax, my dear.”
Pushing inexorably forward, he felt it give and slid farther in, a
low whimper from her the only indication of the passing from
girlhood into glorious woman.
“It stings a little,” she whispered, her throat a pale arch in the
darkness beneath him. “But it is negligible. Tell me, my lord, are
you overly large or do you simply feel that way?”
He laughed. Her body was so soft and tempting around him he
could hardly breathe. “When erect we are all about this size, I
think. I haven’t done a study on the matter, but I have had no
complaints, either. Are you all right, Jenna? I am almost there.”
Pushing in another little bit, he finally found