Page 28 of A Wager With A Rake
“Grip the headboard,” he commanded.“And then move however you like.However shall bring you the most pleasure.Ride and use my tongue.”
Theodosia looked down at him, still appearing timid about being on display in such a manner.
Court gripped the cheeks of her arse and aided her movements, helping to guide her so she knew it was all right to do so.Increasing speed so she full-on fucked his face, then she took over, her movements steadily becoming her own.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” she murmured.“I had no idea.”
His cock hurt from the restraint of his clothing, but the moment was about her.About letting her be in control and experience pleasure in a way she had never done before.And it thrilled him to be the one to expose her to it.
He slid two fingers inside of her wet heat, and her moans grew louder as she rode them with his tongue lapping at her sensitive nub.She moved intentionally, and he knew she would ride his cock far too well.Not that he’d have her do so that night.He longed to feel the power of his own thrusts when he finally claimed her.
Suddenly, her body stilled, and she released the most delicious moans, calling out his name over and over as her upper body sank against the headboard.
Court gripped her hips and effortlessly lifted and moved her further down so that he could flip her onto her back.Wasting no time, he shrugged out of his coats and pulled his shirt over his head.
“Court.”She gasped, still catching her breath while she trailed her fingers over his chest, his muscles flexing beneath her touch.
“I hope my appearance pleases my lady,” he said, teasing her as he unbuttoned his breeches.He knew his tone was perhaps a bit too full of himself, but her reaction had stroked his ego.He’d always known that he’d possessed a fine, masculine form.And in that moment, all he wanted was for her to think so, too.
She arched into him, pulling him closer.“I would chastise you for your male arrogance, but I want you far too much.Fuck me now, and I shall admonish you later.”
He pulled back, drinking in the sight of her flushed cheeks and tousled hair splayed across the pillow.“Promise?”
Theodosia panted, her eyes dark with desire.“I’m ready and willing, my lord.On all accounts.”
“Fuck,” he growled.“I’m uncertain about how I’m going to keep from taking you hard and fast.”
He latched onto one of her nipples, suckling and nipping until she writhed beneath him.His fingers delved between her thighs, finding her still hot and slick with want.
Theodosia matched his movements and gripped this cock.“I need you inside me.If you are half as skilled with this”—she moved her hand along his shaft—“as you are with the artificial version, then I’m not above begging.”
He groaned as she stroked his throbbing length.Spreading her shapely legs wider, he notched himself at her entrance and thrust deep.They both cried out at the sensation, and she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.She was all heat, tightly gripping him like a velvet vice.Court set a vigorous rhythm, plunging into her slick sheath again and again.
Nothing had ever felt so perfect.The intensity consumed his every sense and there was nothing but the feel of her.The softness of her skin as his hand palmed her breast, the way her lips tasted against his, the sounds of breath becoming even more ragged with each wild thrust.
“Yes, just like that!Harder, Court, please!”Theodosia raked her nails down his back as she met each powerful stroke.“God, please don’t stop.”
“Your sweet cunt was made for pleasure.I’m going to fuck you until you see stars.The way you should always be fucked.”He knew he couldn’t make up for the unfortunate events of her marriage, but he could give her what she deserved.He’d show her what her body should experience every time she coupled with a man.
But the thought of her with another man made his breathing more crazed and released a low, possessive growl.He was the only one who should see her thus.
Perspiration slicked their undulating bodies as they raced toward the peak they both sought.The room echoed with the slap of flesh, labored breathing, and the moans of the woman beneath him.
“Court,” she cried out, clenching so tight around his cock that his eyes rolled back into his head.Her fingernails dug hard into his skin, surely piercing his flesh as she arched and pushed herself against him.
Pleasure coiled tighter and tighter when he entered her again.His bollocks drew up tight, and he quickly withdrew and came harder than he’d ever done before, shooting several streams of hot liquid onto her skin.
He collapsed beside Theodosia, gathering her pliant body against his heaving chest.He reached to the bedside table and grabbed a clean cloth, using it to wipe her clean.Thankfully, he’d stashed several there when he’d spent far too many nights with his hand fisted around his own cock.
Settling in beside her, in that perfect moment, Court felt a profound sense of belonging, of two hearts joining as one.Far too poetic for his usual liking, which only had him questioning everything about what he believed about himself and what he wanted for his future.
“I’m not certain I can go without experiencing that time and time again.”
“Is this your admonishment?”he teased.“If so, it requires a bit of work because I shall take that as a compliment.”
“I’m being serious…” her voice trailed off on the last word and the silence hung between them.
He wasn’t certain how to respond.He knew he should say something, but he didn’t know what he felt.Or perhaps he did, but he didn’t dare speak the words.
