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Moisture beaded and dipped between her legs. He shifted his position, hovering over her as she spread her things and slipped two fingers inside her while his thumb circled her clitoris. She gripped his shoulders when his hard shaft teased her entrance, rubbing but not entering, as he coated himself in her wetness. He captured her lips as he buried his shaft into her tight, slick body. She cried out and bit down on his lip as his heavy erection entered her opening.
“You’re too big.” Pain stabbed at her, replacing the pleasure of moments ago. “Wait, don’t go any deeper,” she said in a breathy whisper.
He raised his head and rained light kisses all over her face. “I know it hurts, but I promise it will pass, my sweet.”
He eased his hand between them to find her swollen, slick clitoris and massaged in now slow circles that soon increased in intensity. Soon, pleasure returned, and she sighed in relief. At first, she was content to lie there, but as the tension shook her core, she moved her hips against his fingers. He pushed another inch in, then paused and pushed again. She felt invaded by the sheer size of his throbbing length deep in her core as he slowly began to move deeper and deeper inside her. He kissed her slowly and deeply as she stretched to accommodate him as he pressed himself even further into her. As he moved inside her, a steady rhythm, her passage quaked and trembled at each entry. His hugeness seemed to stretch and devour her. She clung to him, captive to her lust as his strokes rocked her body. The tension built between her wet thighs; her flesh closed around his hard shaft, hugging him in the ultimate embrace.
Fingers and eyes locked as they became a prisoner of their desire. She was deliciously excited by the loss of control and total surrender. He was working her into a frenzy, and her mind was empty of all thoughts except her desire. Pleasure wracked her body with each firm thrust until her inner walls rippled against him. Her body was awash with overlapping waves of pleasure, and she luxuriated in the sweet sensation when her world shattered. She screamed as she was destroyed by the pleasure. His pulsing shaft stroked her hard and fast as he growled his pleasure when he gushed inside her. He collapsed into the tangle of her slender limbs, and she lay with him, relishing their connection. Her body was deliciously sore as they lay panting in the aftermath.
He gathered her against him as their breathing slowly returned to normal. It was only now that she understood why she was cautioned never to be alone with a man. She had onlyjust discovered the liberties she was warned he would take could also bring great pleasure. She was inexorably ruined, but unlike Temple’s kiss of life, at least this time, she didn’t regret it.
A rustling sound made her open her eyes. Temple retrieved his handkerchief, walked to the water's edge and returned to clean her gently. The implication of what happened was clear. He had taken her innocence and given her pleasure in return. She was no longer a girl; she was a woman.
She was ready for him to possess her, body and soul.
CHAPTER 13
As he gently cleaned her, she gazed at him with pleasure-glazed eyes.
“I know you wanted more time for us to get to know each other, but I’m afraid we don’t have it,” Temple murmured.
She smiled, her eyes still heavy with want and desire. “What do you mean?”
“I spilled my seed inside you, and you could be with child.”
“Oh …”
“Now that you know the ramifications, do you regret it?”
“Certainly not. A marriage between us was fated ever since my accident, so if it must happen sooner than I would like, then so be it.”
“Even if I hadn’t let passion consume me, there would always be a risk that you could get pregnant, and I wouldn’t want our child to be born any earlier than it should be. That would be telling in itself.”
“I understand that would create another scandal.”
He leaned over and gazed deeply into her eyes. “Will you have me?”
She placed her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a tender kiss. She pulled away, brushing her fingers against his lips. “I will.”
He kissed her deeply, and he could feel himself growing hard again. He wouldn’t give in to his carnal desire this time. He whispered against her lips and broke the spell. “We should get dressed.”
He stood up and helped her to dress before he dressed himself. Temple held her at arm's length and raked his eyes over her. He was trying to determine if she looked like a woman that had just been thoroughly ravished. Their moment of unadulterated pleasure would be their secret. She raised her head and gazed deeply into his eyes, and his breath hitched.
Good Lord.Why did she make him feel so powerless?
As they walked home, he reached for her hand, absorbing her warmth and closeness. He squeezed hers as if to declare that she was him. She was his woman. The intimacy they shared would connect them forever, and he would do the honorable deed of making her his wife.
“I will speak to your father, and we could announce our engagement at dinner tonight.”
The overbearing mothers of seasons debutantes would not be thrilled. “I would like that.”
He tucked his arm around her waist and she did likewise. Her curves pressing into his side were comforting.
“I’ve decided to go to London for the season.”
“Are you sure?”
She took a deep breath. “I am.”
