Page 20 of A Lady's Curves
Biting that full beautiful lip again, she lets her wrap fall to the floor. She pulls the bow at the ruffled neckline of her nightgown and lets it pool at her feet. “You have my permission, though you’ll have to instruct me on how to proceed.”
Full and lush, her body is everything a man could want. Rounded and luscious in all the right places, she’s perfection.
Any remnants of my resolve to remain a gentleman fall away. I take her hand and lead her to the settee. “You are the most beautiful woman, Ann.” I strip out of my clothes and let her look at me.
Her eyes widen, but I see no fear in their depths. “I’m not at all certain what I’ve been told will be possible. You are quite a bit larger than I imagined.”
Easing her back onto the cushion, I kneel on the floor andkiss her. Her mouth is warm and her tongue explores mine. I kiss her neck. “I promise it is possible. You’re going to have to trust me. Can you do that?”
“I do trust you.” She runs tentative fingers along my shoulder and down my arm.
Those four words are everything. Nothing has ever made me feel more humbled or happier in my entire life. I kiss a path down her chest and suck one perfect nipple into my mouth.
She grips my hair and squeaks, stifling whatever noise tries to get out.
I long to hear her scream my name, but she’s right. The house may be asleep, but if we are indiscreet, servants will come to investigate.
Her full breast overflows my hand as I massage and suck, then lick and give the other the same adoration. “I could drown in your body, Ann.”
Arching her back, she pants and tightens her fists.
The pain of pulled hair only adds to my desire, but I want her pleasure first. Sliding my hand between her legs, I find her wet folds and tease her bud.
Her body jerks, and she pants. “Oscar. Oh, that’s…”
Needing more, I move to pull her legs over my shoulders and slip my tongue between her folds. She tastes like nectar from the gods, and I lick and suck until she’s writhing beneath me.
Her heels dig into my back and her sheath pulses around the tip of my tongue as her pleasure crashes.
“What. Oh.” She shudders.
I rise from the floor and hold her as the orgasm rolls through her. “You are the most beautiful creature ever made.”
Running her hands up and down my back, she says, “That was wonderful, Oscar. Will you show me the rest?”
My cock jerks between us. Meeting her gaze, I notchmyself at her center. “It may hurt this one time, Ann, but never again.”
She nods and lifts her hips to bring me in.
Pressing forward, I fill her.
She cries out and digs her nails into my shoulders. “I’m alright.” Her voice sounds near tears.
Taking her lips with mine, I kiss her slowly but keep my body still. It’s the sweetest torture, but I wait for her pain to pass. I pull her bottom lip between mine, and then the top one.
She lifts her hips, taking more of me and moans low against my mouth.
“You are perfect.” I ease back and fill her again and again.
It takes all my will to keep silent as my pleasure builds. When her body pulses around my cock, I can’t hold back anymore. I pound harder and faster, bringing my pleasure to a crescendo. At the last moment, I reluctantly pull free and spill my seed between us.
Her intake of breath is shaky. “That was more than I expected. So much more.”
I maneuver us so that I can sit and pull her into my lap. Brushing her hair away from her eyes, I kiss her cheek. “I hope that’s a good thing.”
Nodding she blushes. “It was wonderful, Oscar.” ‘
“I wish I could spend the night holding you in my arms.” I hug her, reveling in the way her body fits against mine.
